Page 10 of I Never Stopped Loving You

“Yay, okay. After they turn the corner, we’ll head off down that hall. I looked up a map online that some urban explorers posted on Reddit. I know exactly where to go for the fun stuff.”

The flashing strobe lights flicker in those blue eyes of hers. If only they weren’t blue, her looks alone would be a perfect match. Her hair is the same strawberry blonde I remember. She wears that sweet vanilla body spray that mimics the one from Body Fantasies, just like she used to. Her smile is sweet, just like my little rabbit’s...If only she didn’t have blue fucking eyes and her personality wasn’t the polar opposite of what my little rabbit could be like today.

“Are you coming, Teddy Bear?” she asks quietly as she tugs on my arm.

“Coming, Princess.”

I go to adjust my cock that’s pressing against the zipper of my jeans, but she notices and quickly palms the bulge. The zipper bites painfully as she adds more pressure.

“Already hard for me, baby?” she laughs, and the sound is like nails on a chalkboard to me.

I can’t take one more fucking second of her high-pitched voice and her fake, ditzy laugh. It’s nauseating. Her looks may be a perfect match, but that’s as far as it goes. There’s no way my little rabbit would have even a hint of personality similar to this woman.

“Yes. Now show me where the room is. I need to be inside you, Princess.”

I grip her arms tighter and start walking her backward down the hall. Her eyes widen with fear and desire at my sudden change in demeanor. I can’t hold onto the façade much longer. It’s cracking, splitting open at the seams, and slowly letting the darkness seep out of me. This hunt has been taking far too long.

“Fuck, Noah. I like it when you’re rough. Why aren’t you like this more often?” she nervously giggles as she turns around to pull me down the hall.

“You wouldn’t survive my darkness,” I hiss under my breath, the sound too quiet for her to hear.

“Here we are,” she says as she finally stops in front of a door open just a crack.

Its small glass window is grimy and discolored from age. The air smells damp, and the lingering scent of bleach is so potent you can almost taste it. God only knows what happened in here.

“Come on. We’ll need to get back before someone starts to wonder where the two lovebirds snuck off to.”

Thankfully, she’s turned away as she pulls me into the room. She can’t see the way I grimace at the word love. Doesn’t she know a monster like me would never love someone like her? No, this monster only loves one person, and she’s been a fucking ghost for the last fifteen years of my life.

Angela rips her top off and lets her skirt drop to the floor. She bends to unzip her knee-high leather boots, but I stop her.

“Leave them on,” I growl as I grip her roughly by the hips and place her on the examination table. I want to get this over as quick as possible.

“Fuck, Teddy Bear. You definitely should be like this more often,” she moans as my fingers thrust inside her.

She’s soaked. I already knew she would be, yet I’m disappointed. I wanted a slight gasp of pain mixed in with her moans. Her fingers tangle in my hair as her lips nip and kiss along my neck and collarbone. Her teeth scrape along my chest, and I groan from the sensation. I thrust my hips between her thighs, adding to the pressure as I slip a third finger inside.

She gasps and drags her nails down my chest, raking over the bandaged newer wound I got this morning. Her fingers fumble with my belt as I increase the speed. Hips trying to thrust, but my other hand is gripped firmly around her hip, not allowing her to go anywhere.

“Fuck me. Please, Noah. I need you…”

“Shhh. Patients don't get to talk here, Princess.”

I saw the bite block still sitting on the table next to the old ECT machine. It’s old, used, and probably still has the taste of the last patient lingering in its wood. It’s perfect. Her eyes widen in fear when I reach back and grab it, lifting it to show her what it is.

“What the fuck, Noah? I’m not…”

Her words are silenced as I shove the wooden block past her lips and secure the band around her head. She screams and struggles against my hold before moaning as she thrusts herself harder on my fingers. She’s fucking loving this.

“That’s it, Princess. Be a good girl and bite down.”

I push her back onto the table and climb on top of her. I pin her down as I reach along the sides of the table blindly feeling for what I know should be there.

Bingo. They do still have restraints.

I quickly secure each wrist before kissing down her body. She screams as my teeth sink into the soft flesh of her hip bone, careful not to break the skin. Fuck. I needed this.

“Fuck, Princess. You taste so good,” I groan as my tongue teases along the bite mark, then lower to her soaked cunt.