Forever Mine

Part Eleven

I grip the handle of the blade a little harder.

"You're lying." I spit through clenched teeth.

"Why would I lie, Matthew?" She gives me a truly perplexed look.

"I don't know!" I throw up my hands.

It just doesn't seem right. I run a shaky hand through my hair.

"I answered your question." She looks like Jez as she gives me fierce glare. "Now, I get what I want in return."

I look at her body to see her old wounds focused on places that wouldn't be seen with clothes on.

"Fine." I slowly take the blade and run it down from the bottom of her chest cavity to her navel.

Instead of fierce screams as I'm used, I hear loud cries of pleasure. What startles me the most is the fact it arouses me as much as screams of terror would've. I lick my lips at the sight of the crimson liquid now pooling on her stomach.

"Matthew..." She pants.

Her eyes have darkened.

"Why does Jez hate for you to be happy?" My voice has grown low.

"Because she hates me." She shrugs against her retraints.

"Why does she hate you, Shianne?" I press.

She clicks her tongue at me. "Now, you know how this works."

I narrow my eyes at her. I do light scratch on her hips. Another satisfied moan escapes her as she arches upward. A growl escapes my throat before I can stop it.

"She hates me because she's envious of me." She keeps her eyes closed. "I was considered the better sister."

"You said love before. What did you mean?"

"She fell in love with a man and the man fell in love with me as I did with him." Her gaze seems to glaze over.

"How are you still alive?"

She pointedly shuts her lips tight. I throw the blade on the tray making the clattering noise the only thing to break the silence. She looks slightly shocked, but she doesn't say anything. I start to undo her bindings.

"What are you doing?" She frowns.

"I'm not in the mood to play games." I snaps.

She rubs her wrists and growls. "This isn't a game. I don't do things for free."

I clench my jaw. The overwhelming want I have for this girl. She sits up on her knees in front of me.

"Fine. If you're not into the long pleasure..." She drags her fingers across my chest. "There are other ways to satisfy me enough to answer all of your questions."

I want to fight the urge, but as soon as her fingers work their way down to my waist band, I pounce on top of her. She yells in delight. We're naked in moments. Gripping her harshly, I selfishly focus on my desire. She takes the same frame of mine as her teeth dig into my shoulder. I take her in ways I didn't think I could possibly do with anyone other than Jez. She seems to have just as much experience as I did.

"Wow." She brushes her hair out of her face as she flops down beside me.

I will admit I'm just as shocked.

"Now, answers."

"Don't act like I didn't just rock your world." She rolls over onto her side to look at me.

"Shianne..." I warn.

"Fine, but please call me Shy. I loathe my name." She rolls her eyes.

"How are you still alive?" I ask.