Eve couldn't move, her hands and knees contacting the cold floor and Ari's fingers gripping her hips. She savored the cool stone below her - the room had grown hot from all the bodies packed in close, humans gawking at the display before them. Her cheeks were flushed and warm.
She tried again and again to regain control over her body but all she could manage was a pained squeak as she bit down on her own lip and tasted blood.
Ari's hands deftly unzipped her dress and tore away her last modicum of modesty. He hummed to himself as he brushed a finger down her spine. She felt like a piece of meat being inspected for quality.
Luke tried to turn away. Ari's guard beside him slapped the side of his face and forced his head back towards her. Luke's eyes flashed with anger that was quickly consumed by concern when he met Eve's gaze. The guard whispered something in his ear with a sadistic smile.
Eve closed her eyes as Ari touched her bare waist. A strange warmth emanated from his fingers and settled in her stomach. A jolt of pleasure coursed through her, setting her nerves on fire, starting from his hand and moving outward. He leaned down to her collarbone. She breathed in sharply and he chuckled.
She heard the gentle click behind her as he unclasped his belt. The heavy sensation continued to pool in her belly.
"God, I want to fuck you," he growled, tugging her legs back towards him. She started shaking uncontrollably, still unable to move or even protest. He gripped her hips firmly, positioning himself. She felt the head of his cock rub between the lips of her pussy.
Slowly, he thrust into her, breaking through a tight ring of muscle. Her screams were muffled as he clamped a hand over her mouth.
It felt like a fire iron had been forced into her body, burning deep inside. She continued to scream into his hand, no longer frozen, and strained against his grip. He pushed forward and his cock slowly entered further.
Her muscles tightened around him and he paused. He removed his hand from her mouth and ran it through her hair gently, "Little hunter, I'm already halfway in. The more you relax the less it will hurt."
She shook her head and grasped at the floor with her nails, trying to crawl away.
He thrust against her until their hips connected. The head of his cock seated itself against her cervix, just barely fitting. Tears fell silently from her eyes but she hissed in defiance.
She blinked to clear her vision and saw that where the crowd had parted slightly was Luke.
He was no longer held in place by the guards. His cheeks were tinted red. She saw then the growing bulge in his pants that he couldn't possibly hide. He shifted uncomfortably side to side but he couldn't seem to look away. She couldn't read the expression on his face but she stared at him in disbelief.
Ari pulled out of her in one swift motion, leaving only the head inside her, then pushed back in, her body's resistance broken and yielding to him. She had stopped trying to crawl away, knowing she couldn't escape the inevitable. Any bid to escape would only result in him toying with her. She had no chance.
For a moment he didn't move, letting her body get used to the painful sensation. Her arms shook and her chest heaved. The pain started to lessen, but before it was completely gone he shifted and she felt him brace against her again.
He pushed back in with a wave of dull pain. He didn't stop to see if she was okay before starting to slam into her.
His nails raked down her sides, greedily clawing at her skin. She felt his hips slam roughly against hers over and over as he buried himself to the hilt. The burning had diminished, but not by much. Her knees began to collapse under her, but he held her up by her hips, angling her higher and going deeper. He pistoned in even as she slumped forward onto her arms. The cut in her lip reopened and dribbled blood onto the floor.
She closed her eyes and tried to take herself somewhere else as he rocked her back and forth. She tried to summon up an image of the academy. She imagined herself grappling with Luke, both of them relishing in the excitement while their professor watched with a stony face. The memory almost made her smile. He couldn't take this final escape from her, a retreat into her own mind.
"That's what you think," he said.
She gasped as she felt the strangest sensation. A probing, grasping sensation at the corners of her mind. The feeling of something untenable breaking, relenting. It couldn't be. No...
**Yes.** said a voice from inside her own head.
He couldn't have this.
"I can. I can have whatever I want."
His breathing grew ragged and she knew he was close. She expected him to speed up, to fuck her even harder, but instead he stopped and pulled out.
