Obsession

by Harleigh Beck

“Don’t be, baby. There’s nothing to fear. I’ll look after you. Just hold on a little longer for me.” “Fuck, so tight,” Miller grunts, jerking through his orgasm.

“You hurt me, Dad. You and your friends broke me, and I thought I’d healed. But Dad…” Tears burn and prick my eyes. “I’m not healed. I’m not even close to healed. I hurt, Dad. I hurt so fucking much.”

“Robbie Hammond escaped prison early this morning, and we believe you’re in imminent danger.”

Yessss

“He killed two of the prison officers and stole their clothes. Armed with keys and an ID badge, it was easy for him to sneak out.”

“We found semen on your pictures.” My lips twitch. Don’t laugh. Don’t you fucking dare laugh, Savannah. Now is not the time.

“Did you think you could touch my girl without consequences? That I wouldn’t come for you? Are you really that naive to think handcuffs and chains will stop me from killing you?”

“I told her she had to give it up to me, or you’d never see daylight again. I told her I’d keep you locked in solitary.” Snap!

“This isn’t anything personal, Miller.” I stomp on it. “Fuck that, it’s beyond personal.”

A playing card. And not just any card. A queen.

He touched what’s mine.

“Fuck you, James. Fuck. You! You’re a libra, right? Well then, here’s your horoscope for the day: You can take your horoscope section and shove it up your backside. I’m done.”

Lollll

Spooked, I let go of her and stared in shock as she slid down the wall. She was dead. Dead... What the fuck did I do? Clawing at my hair, I freaked out. I killed someone. I was a monster. As the voices drifted closer, I bolted.

“Rule number eight: Never run from a predator. Don’t throw fleeting glances behind you.”

“It’s instinctive,” I argue, ignoring the throbbing pain in my palms. “It makes you look weak and tempting.”

“If you suspect a hunter is on your trail, straighten your back and walk with confidence. Make them think you know exactly where you’re heading.” “You’re deviating from your normal operandi.”

hips roll, and a tortured groan rumbles through his chest. I bite back a whimper, painfully turned on despite the raw terror dancing on my chapped lips. Or maybe because of it. “You don’t chase women. You lure them to you.”

“The game changed with you, Savannah. You make me want to chase you to the ends of the earth if it lets me taste your fear in the air. It calls to me like a desperate prayer for absolution late at night.”

Awwww

rips his thumb out of me and smacks my ass hard. The blow is so sudden and sharp, I almost fucking come as prickles of pain bloom across my bare skin. “Don’t ever speak another man’s name when I’m inside you. Not unless you want me to unleash something truly fucking dark.”

“Please,” I whisper shakily. Robbie wasn’t holding back when he slapped me, and now my backside burns and stings so intensely that it’s almost overwhelming, but I still want more—need more. “Please, what?”

so much stronger and bigger. “Say it.” “Please fuck me, Robbie.”

“You want me to fuck you like a whore on a snowy, public footpath in the middle of the night? Is that what you want?”

need you.” “Baby,” he breathes, palming my ass. “I’m dangerous. I might hurt you.” “Please…” “I like you needy and begging.” He dips his fingers between my legs again and trails a single digit over my slit. “So wet for me.” “Robbie—”

“No one can keep me from you, Savannah. Not now that I’ve had a taste.” “Please,” I beg.

“You shouldn’t have come looking for the monster.” “Oh, fuck,” I choke, tensing every muscle in my body. “I might just eat you alive.”

“Leave you to bleed out in the snow after you’re done drenching my fingers and cock like a greedy whore.”

His filthy words tip me ove...

found a queen’s card next to the coffee pot with a note that read: Rule number nine: Keep your windows and doors locked. Don’t make me punish you.

was just trying to evoke a damn reaction from you.” I freeze. “You won’t fucking look at me twice. Ever since you walked into the office, I haven’t been able to see anyone else.” “No…” I shake my head in denial. “You’re lying.” “I’m not. At least you paid me an ounce of attention when I was being a dick to you.” My mouth gapes, and I scoff. “Did you think I would want to go out with you if you behaved like a massive asshole?” “I don’t think it fucking matters,” he growls, irritation flaring in his emerald greens. “You only have eyes for a fucking serial killer.”

This killer, on the other hand, murders his victim within the first hour. It’s quick and relatively painless. Only when they’re dead does he start the grueling process of removing their limbs.”

“The cop the other week was right; you’re in the wrong line of work.”

“You hurt my girl.” “What?” he blurts, leaning back as far as he can to get away from the knife. “What girl?” “Campbell’s daughter.”

always knew you were an asshole, Archer. But I never took you for a child molester.” “You’re judging me now?” he spits, anger flaring through the haze of fear. “You killed all those women.” “I never claimed to be anything other than a cold-blooded monster.” I rise to my feet.

“Look, man, I’m sorry. It was a long time ago, just like with you and those girls. We’ve both changed—”

“Do you know how much I’ve missed killing? The fucking rush?”

“I’m going to enjoy slaughtering you slowly.”

“You make me reckless, Savannah. You make me want to break all the fucking rules just so I can taste you again. If that makes me an animal, then so be it.”

“Such perfection.”

“Why did you kill him, Robbie?”

Ruin me, Robbie. Make me yours. “I did it for you.”

“I didn’t ask you to do that.” “Yes, you did.” He places a tender kiss at the corner of my mouth, whispering, “When you opened your heart to a monster like me.” “You’re not a monster.” “Yes, baby, I am. I’m the worst of them all.”

“I’ve never touched a woman without hurting her.” With a small shrug, he looks at me, a muscle ticking madly in his cheek. “I couldn’t live with myself if I hurt you.”

“You didn’t hurt me back at the prison when I removed your handcuffs.” I reach out to touch him, stopping short when I notice him stiffen. “I’ve never felt so alive, Robbie.”

“You didn’t hurt me the other night either when you chased me down by the river.”

“I can’t promise I won’t do the same to you, but I can promise to slay every fucking dragon from your past and bring their heads to you on a silver platter. I’m a monster, Savannah. So, let me do what I was born to do. Let me love you the only way I know how.”

“So hurt me, Robbie. I want you to.” I rest my palm over his thundering heart, marveling at how I can have such an effect on a man like him. “Let me in. I’m not scared of you.”

“You won’t hurt me.” “Won’t I?” he grits out, his jaw tense. I shake my head. “No, you won’t, Robbie.”

“Is the urge there? Do you fantasize about hurting me?”

holding his gaze. “Then do it. Hurt me.”

“See, Robbie? You can’t bring yourself to...

why I trust you. Even now, tormented as you are while fighting your demons, you refuse to le...