


Intense Love

by devle



Category: NonConsent/Reluctance
Published: 2003-06-20
Updated: 2003-08-22
Packaged: 2017-05-04 03:24:23
Chapters: 4
Publisher: literotica.com
Story URL: https://www.literotica.com/s/intense-love
Author URL:
https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=218176&page=submissions
Summary: <p>1. Dysfunctional girl bargains with sick attacker.</p>
<p>2. Can a rapist be a savior?</p>
<p>3. They find each other again.</p>
<p>4. The End.</p>
Erotica Tags: Back Home, Began Move, Belt Buckle, Cullach, Eyes Words, Green
Eyes, Love Rain, NonConsent/Reluctance, Rain, Sleep Night, Still Hard
Average Rating: 4.52





TABLE OF CONTENTS


Intense Love

Intense Love Ch. 02

Intense Love Ch. 03

Intense Love Ch. 04




        Intense Love


"See ya." I called to my Asian friend Jenny.  
  
"Bye Rain." She answered as she hurried back into her house.  
  
Me and Jenny have been friends for eight years and now that we had graduated
from college the world was our oyster. Jenny had a boyfriend and that night
the three of us had gone clubbing. I tried to have fun but when we were
dancing this strange man kept staring at us.  
  
"He's got the hots for you." I teased Jenny motioning my martini glass toward
the guy in black in the corner of the bar.  
  
"Fuck you." Jenny laughed. "You know I got a man."  
  
"And he gives me all I need." I teased in a singsong voice.  
  
"Bitch." She muttered and to revenge herself she started to make out with her
boyfriend as he sat down beside her.  
  
I rolled my eyes. Out of sheer curiosity I looked in the direction of the
mystery man. He was hot, I had to admit. Even dressed all in black it matched
his dark hair. I guess it was his eyes. They were this piercing green. The
level of intensity that he was projecting in our general direction was
overwhelming. I quickly looked away.  
  
Slut, I thought good naturedly, Jenny was my BF and she was pretty it wasn't
her fault if the guys never noticed me and I was still boyfriendless and a
virgin.  
  
Damn my plainness. I was so ordinary. Brown hair, brown eyes, a decent body
but hell no one is perfect, right?  
  
This was when I decided to bail and the three of us left the club.  
  
Now as I walked to my car safe and sound half an hour away from the loud music
I thought that now was the time for a major makeover. Maybe makeup, I thought
as I leaned over the car to open my door.  
  
I heard the crunch of gravel before I felt the iron band about my waist and
the hand crushed over my lips.  
  
Oh my god, was my first thought.  
  
In the time it took me to form that thought I was being hauled off to another
side street. There were no lights and no sidewalk just the horribly loud
crunch of gravel. I began to struggle trying to stomp on the instep of the
attacker's foot but he kept walking even when I did hit the mark.  
  
His breathing was even and soft in my ear and I thought that he must be very
strong. For all my bitching and insecurity I am not a small woman.  
  
This fucker is going to have one huge fight on his hands.  
  
"Slut." He hissed in my ear his lips warm and soft on the outer shell. "Makin'
out in front of your nice friend. What a bitch you are."  
  
Holy shit! He was the guy in the club. Somehow he had followed us here and
thought that I was Jenny.  
  
I began to try to speak through his fingers but my words were muffled and
unintelligible.  
  
He threw me down then. The gravel was sharp and cut my hands and knees through
my pants when I fell. I tried to get up and run when his hand lashed out.
"Please," I tried to say.  
  
"Shut up, bitch." He snarled his hand in my hair pulling me up on my knees.  
  
"I'm not her!" I managed to say through the pain and fear.  
  
For that I received a stinging slap on my cheek. I tasted blood.  
  
"Liar. Pretty, but a liar." He stroked my wounded cheek with a hand suddenly
caressingly soft.  
  
"Take me into the light and see for yourself." I licked my dried lips.  
  
He paused for a minute as if deciding what to do then he pulled up on my hair
so that I got up on my feet. His other hand clapped over my mouth. He led me
to a dirty lamp at the end of the alley that had flies buzzing around it. The
light was dim as he thrust me up against the wall his hand about my throat.  
  
It took my eyes a moment to clear and adjust to the light. I heard his sharp
intake of breath.  
  
"Fucker." I chocked out.  
  
He was even more beautiful up close. His black brows were arched, those green
eyes were narrowed slightly as he studied my face. His other hand came up to
wipe away the trickle of blood that poured from the corner of my mouth where
he had slapped me.  
  
"I'm sorry, baby." His voice was husky and low. The rapist's edge to it had
gone. "I didn't know it was you."  
  
"Please let me go." I felt pretty confident now that he would feel bad for his
mistake and let me go. I would call the cops and warn Jenny, my day would be
saved.  
  
He kissed me then.  
  
I almost wish he had slapped me again. His kiss scared me more. His lips were
soft coaxing my lips apart to tease me with his tongue. I tried to move away I
didn't like french kissing. The one guy who had done that to me mauled my
face. But this guy was good. Sinfully good.  
  
"Please no." I whispered.  
  
"You're the one I wanted anyway. I was going to beat the fuck out of your
friend and then come for you, my love." He was speaking through the kisses he
bestowed on my neck.  
  
He had released my neck and I began to struggle against him. Pushing at his
solid hard chest was like shoving against a brick wall.  
  
"You better stop that shit. Come on baby, I saw you look at me." His hands
were on my ass literally lifting me off my feet with his incredible strength
forcing me to lean back against the wall of the alley. He pushed my crotch
into his hardening cock. "You want this." His voice was still soft and he was
truly scaring me.  
  
"I'm not pretty enough for you." I blurted out and the words were true. Even
though he had hit me that didn't make him less of a god.  
  
"You're beautiful." He slipped a knee up to hold me against him leaving his
hands free to roam over my small breasts.  
  
"I'm on my period."  
  
"So you'll be extra wet for me."  
  
"I have AIDS." Man, I was scrapping the barrel here.  
  
"Right."  
  
I heard the scream of rending cloth as he ripped my tank top off me. Damn me
for not wearing a bra. His mouth went immediately to my nipples. Despite the
situation his mouth sent thrills through my body. I moaned aloud. No one had
ever touched me this way.  
  
He opened his black jeans pushing me up against the wall parting my legs.  
  
"No, no." I moaned as his hand delved into my pants to stroke my shaven cunt.
He kissed me again parting the wet folds of my cunt to finger my clit. I cried
out in pleasure my body was being used to skillfully betray me.  
  
What a fucker he was for knowing how to play me like a harp.  
  
Before I was aware of it my panties were pushed down and cold air touched my
hip. He came between my legs then. The soft wet tip of his hard cock was
paused at the opening of my cunt. "Please," He surged in. I screamed then but
his lips were on mine.  
  
When he released me he just stayed there buried balls deep in me. He was hard,
hot and throbbing. He had hurt at first but now that he was giving me a moment
I was starting to enjoy the feeling of fullness, the scent of him in my
nostrils.  
  
"This changes everything." He whispered in my ear. Then I was past hearing as
he bagan to pull out and then ease back in slowly. I have to give him credit
he recognized that it was my first time and he wasn't just hammering away at
me.  
  
At least not until a minute later. He began to ride me harder and deeper my
back slamming up against the hard cold wall of the alleyway. My moans mingled
with his.  
  
The heat that I had felt at his kisses went up my spine now like a fireball as
he pounded me hard. I was cumming. All my muscles were locking up I felt my
cunt clench his cock so hard he cried out in a mixture of intense pain and
pleasure. The release I felt moments afterward was mind numbing. After a few
hard strokes I felt him cum deep inside me.  
  
He braced his hands on the wall with my arms about his neck my legs wrapped
about his hips.  
  
Oh fuck. I was just raped in an alley. His cum is dripping from my cunt. I'm
not on anything. This fucker could have AIDS.  
  
"You shit!" I cried out shoving him away feeling him slide out of my pussy. I
was sore and raw. "Bastard. Do you have AIDS? I suppose you don't give a shit
that you just came in me and I'm not on anything." I was on the ground
struggling into my torn shirt. I wasn't scared now. I was super pissed. Mostly
at him but partly at myself too, I could have fought harder or at least
screamed for god's sake.  
  
When I stood up he was already dressed again. "Don't worry, baby. I'll take
care of you." He reached out again to touch me but I knocked his hand away
running like hell to my car.  
  
The next day Planned Parenthood gave me the morning after pill and I decided
not to go to the cops. How could they find him? I didn't even know his name.  
  
Two days later I went over to Jenny's house where her parents were just
leaving. It seems Jenny had been beaten and left in the alley by her house the
night before.  
  
I rode to the hospital following her parents in my car. She was going to be ok
but she had broken ribs and several cuts and bruises. When I walked into her
room Jenny looked at me. One of her eyes had a red mote in the sclera.
Wordlessly she handed me a piece of paper and turned away from me.  
  
"Jenny," She wouldn't even look at me after that.  
  
I took the paper outside and in front of my car I read the note. It was sealed
with a red wax seal and had my name scrawled across the top of the paper in
bold strokes. The letter read thus:  
  
Come to me in the alley tonight. This will never end for your friend if you do
not. It will only get worse.  
  
Love,  
  
C.  
  
Holy fuck.  
  
What else could I do? I told myself for the millionth time as I stood in the
alley below the dim lamp waiting.  
  
I saw him then approaching me. As he entered the circle of faint light I saw
that somehow he had grown even more handsome. He wore a blue T-shirt and blue
jeans the muscles of his arms bulging, stretching the cotton of his shirt.  
  
"What do you want?" I came out with it. The words were driven more out of fear
than boldness.  
  
"You." He said just as simply only he wasn't afraid. I could see the arrogant
glimmer in his green eyes. Bastard, he knew he was in control.  
  
"Leave my friend alone."  
  
"Oh I will." He stroked my arm. The fine hairs raising up on the bare flesh.
"Provided that you agree to my demands."  
  
"Fuck you." I spat out. What else does an animal do when it is trapped in a
corner with no where else to go?  
  
"In good time, my love." He grabbed my jaw rubbing his thumb over my lips. "I
want you to be mine. Only mine, Rain."  
  
My eyes widened in shock as I realized that he knew my name.  
  
"I'll keep beating your friend. And when that gets boring I'll come to your
house and beat on your family. Wait for you in your room. You know, the one
with the white lace curtains and the walnut desk in the corner. I'd love to
fuck you in your own bed. Feel that tight cunt milking my cock. I dream about
you, Rain."  
  
I shook my head in denial. I couldn't speak.  
  
"I know you dream about me." He whispered his lips touching mine softly. He
backed away then releasing me. "So, what'll it be?"  
  
"You just want me for your whore." How could this be happening to me? How
Jenny be in the hospital because of this man? What the fuck was I to do?  
  
"Not my whore, Rain. Never that. I want permanence, fidelity, virginity." At
the last word he arched one black brow. "Everything you can give."  
  
"No." I said firmly.  
  
He spun around on one heel and went marching off into the night. Shit! "Where
are you going?" I asked catching him by the arm. I felt the steel tendons flex
underneath his velvet skin. He never paused in his stride.  
  
"I'm going to fuck with your friend a little bit. Maybe I'll cut off her
oxygen. Yeah, that sounds pretty good."  
  
"No, please." I begged pulling on his arm.  
  
He stopped turning to face me. We were in public now on a main street lined
with brightly lit shops. Inside there were carefree people, people who didn't
have to bargain for the life of their friend.  
  
"I'll be with you." I whispered.  
  
A slow easy smile curved his lips. He slung his muscled arm about my shoulders
kissing my cheek. "Why don't you introduce me to Mom and Dad?"  
  
"I don't even know your name." My heart lay as a stone in my breast.  
  
"Cullach."  
  
We were headed in the direction of my house. "I'll do anything to keep you,
Rain, because I love you so much." He kissed the bruised side of my mouth
licking the small scab. His words turned me on made my cunt clench in
remembrance. "Say you love me."  
  
"I love you, Cullach." I was asking myself if that was a lie.  
  
What else was I to do?




        Intense Love Ch. 02


I guess the first thing you should know is that my parents are fuckers. They
make no pretext about hating me. When I did come home from college they
welcomed me home well enough. They were glad to have their little punching bag
back.  
  
Cullach's arm was warm and heavy as it lay draped over my shoulders. Why did
he want to go to my parent's house? He wanted to humiliate me, that had to be
it. As if raping me was not enough.  
  
"Please don't make me do this." I said as we faced the door to my parent's
home.  
  
"I'm here with you, Rain. Just open the door." His voice was soft and silky if
I looked once more into those green eyes I would forget that he had threatened
my friend's life and raped me. I would almost think he was my savior.  
  
The door was opened for me by my mother, a short, stout woman, who stared at
Cullach with moon eyes. "Who are you?" She said crassly.  
  
"My name is Cullach de Cairn. I am Rain's fiance. I thought that it was time
to meet the parents."  
  
His voice was smooth. Damn, he was a good liar. I couldn't move from the shock
his bold statement created. Cullach literally pushed me inside.  
  
We sat down on the tiny loveseat before my parents as they perched on the sofa
before us.  
  
There was a stunned silence for several moments before my mother blurted out
"How the hell did you get a man like this? Are you pregnant?"  
  
Like I said, they were fuckers.  
  
"Don't let her tie you down, son." My father offered.  
  
Cullach's arm wrapped protectively around me. I could see how he clenched his
jaw in tension.  
  
"Well, it has certainly been interesting to meet you." Cullach rose pulling me
up beside him and hustling me to the door.  
  
"Wouldn't you like to stay for coffee?" My mother decided at that moment to
become Miss Congeniality.  
  
Cullach slammed the door in response.  
  
He had his hand gripping my upper arm pulling me along with him.  
  
This had gone on long enough.  
  
I pulled out of his grasp. "Fuck this. I don't care what you do. I can't do
this shit anymore." I began turning around back to the house when Cullach
grabbed me again pulling me against his hard muscled chest. He smelled like
soap and hot male flesh. He was pulling me after him so that we were running
through the street back toward the alley.  
  
He pushed me up against the now familiar wall. "I can't get enough of you,
Rain." He buried his face in my neck kissing my sensitive flesh.  
  
"Please, Cullach, no..." My arms wrapped about his neck.  
  
He pulled away to grasp my chin forcing me to look my rapist in the eye.
"You're mine. Forever."  
  
He began ripping at my clothes pulling my pants off of me. I was pushing and
struggling against his chest. At one point I bit his neck hard as he was
fumbling with his pants. He moaned in pleasure fisting his hand in my hair to
pull me away. I licked my lips tasting the salt of his skin. He kissed me, his
lips crushing mine as he plunged into me. Hot and thick. God, how could I have
fought so hard against him when I wanted Cullach.  
  
If I admitted it to myself, I had wanted him when I first saw him emerging
into the light to meet me here.  
  
He rode me wildly. My virgin cunt was still tender from his first fucking and
now I was burning inside feeling the same fire ripple through me deliciously.
I came in his arms crying out as I felt him cum deep in me.  
  
We lay against each other our chests heaving for a minute before Cullach
pulled away and we straightened our clothes.  
  
"This doesn't change anything. You just raped me again." My voice was wooden.
I was dead inside. In my mind I wished that things were different, that
Cullach really was a nice guy who actually loved me.  
  
"What the fuck don't you get, Rain?" Cullach exploded. Running his hands
through his thick black hair he looked back at me with his green eyes blazing.
"You want the truth don't you, baby?" He reached out caressing my face. "Here
it is. It would not have helped you to go to the cops."  
  
"Fuck you. I could go right now Cullach de Cairn I even have your cum seeping
out of me!" What an asshole!  
  
He was even more of an asshole when he burst out laughing at my comment. Then
he sobered up. "I'm a cop, Rain."  
  
"Bullshit." I was actually trembling now against the wall.  
  
"I'm not lying. Anything you would have filed would have gone straight to me
and I would have destroyed it."  
  
"You bastard so that is how you knew my name." I was horrified. I had always
hated the cops and now I knew why. "I was a random choice from the computer?"  
  
"It wasn't like that. I'd like to think it was fate that brought us together."
He pressed up against me the heat from his body seeping into my bones as he
held me close. "Your neighbor is a small time drug dealer. We were casing him
out but it wasn't my case. Two men called in sick and there was no one else
but me. So I was placed in your backyard staring at a wall all night until
about two am when this lovely creature comes outside." He sighed in
remembrance. "You were wearing a white nightgown and at first I thought that
you were a ghost. Until I heard you whispering softly to the night. I fell in
love with you at that moment. When my shift was over I copied your address
found out your parents names and looked up their DMV records and guess who
else popped up. That's how I knew your name."  
  
His story was fantastic. I hadn't been outside once in the middle of the night
for three months.  
  
"I came back that night and broke into your house. It wasn't hard. I walked
down your hall and found your room. You were curled up so sweet in your bed. I
just sat there and watched you sleep. Every night for three months I watched
you. I could have had you at any time but I waited."  
  
"It really is no use to fight you." I leaned my head back against the brick
wall exposing my neck.  
  
"I don't want you to fight me, Rain. I want you to love me the way I love
you." His lips trailed softly, erotically up my neck.  
  
"Cullach, please." I was fast succumbing to his desire.  
  
"Say it, Rain."  
  
"I love you, Cullach." But it was different now. Cullach was not just some
random rapist he was someone who had been close enough to touch me for three
months. He really did love me.  
  
Does rape end in a happily ever after?  
  
I was about to find out.




        Intense Love Ch. 03


I’ve been raped twice, I tried to remind myself as Cullach kissed me again.
His kisses were a drug and he knew it. I began to close my eyes feeling the
rasp of the brick against the exposed skin of my shoulder.  
  
He was insatiable.  
  
He made me say I loved him. Twice.  
  
“If it were any other way,” I didn’t realize I had spoken aloud until Cullach
straightened up and looked at me with his deep green eyes.  
  
“What do you mean, Rain?” He looked very serious. I began to shiver in the
cold night wind without Cullach’s body heat surrounding me.  
  
“I don’t know anything about you and you expect me to love you.” Cullach
clenched his fists. “I’m trying to play your game, Cullach!” God, I’d had it!
He seemed like he wanted to beat me and maybe if he did then he would go away.
What a perverse mixture of relief and anxiety that caused me.  
  
“You want to appease me, right? You think I’m unstable like I’m some psycho
fixated on you.” His hand reached out touching my face.  
  
“Cullach, don’t do this.”  
  
“You can’t say no, Rain, because I love you, you can’t say no.” His hand was
large and warm upon my breast I could feel his heat through my clothes. My
breathing came in small gasps.  
  
“Ask me what you want to know.” He buried his dark head in my neck biting and
kissing my throat while his hand moved from my breast down over my stomach
into my pants. His fingers moved below my panties to my wet cunt that moments
ago he had been inside. He thrust one finger into my cunt. I cried out at the
touch. “Or are you now realizing that nothing matters.” In and out, he brushed
my clit, I was slowly going insane only wanting more, for the fire to never
stop. “I can do this to you, Rain. Only me.”  
  
Abruptly he withdrew his finger and stepped back a few feet. I could only
stare as Cullach licked his finger. “Sweet, but you’re bleeding.” I blushed
furiously. “I should ask you why you were still a virgin when I had you. But
I’m not looking a gift horse in the mouth.”  
  
I began to inch slowly along the wall to get away from Cullach. His mysterious
eyes followed my movements.  
  
“Do you really think I could ever leave you?”  
  
I knew he never would. But I couldn’t say it the words couldn’t move past the
boulder that closed up my throat.  
  
“I love you, Rain and you love me. If I have to rape you a thousand times to
prove it.”  
  
“Don’t you want it to be different between us? Or do you just like to rape
me?” I sounded like a little girl with my voice tear filled and whispery.  
  
He came forward then grasping my shoulders hard. I was so close to him once
again feeling his heat wash over me the scent of him wrapping itself about me.
No matter what happened between us I would never forget the scent of Cullach.
I would probably always compare it and him to every other man I might
encounter.  
  
Presuming that I survive long enough.  
  
“That’s just it, Rain. Can you imagine what it would be like between us if you
really loved me? Don’t you want to know the way I would touch you, taste you
if you only said you loved me truly? Don’t think I don’t know that you are
just placating me. But someday you’ll mean it and I’ll be there to hear those
words, Rain and then I’ll show you how it really will be between us.”  
  
He released me and when I began to move away he made no move to stop me.  
  
I walked slowly back home. I was shaking uncontrollably my parents were still
in the living room openly staring at me as I walked in. I pointedly ignored
them and moved to my room where I collapsed on my bed still trembling. I was
so exhausted both emotionally and physically that I immediately fell asleep.  
  
I dreamed of Cullach that night. I saw his face before me felt his fingers
digging into my shoulders as he said he loved me, that he would never never
leave. I felt him pounding between my legs but instead of crying out for him
to stop I put my arms about his neck and kissed his lips passionately. “I love
you, Cullach. Only you.” He returned my kiss a thousand fold. “I love you,
Rain.”  
  
I sat up in my bed my hands covering my mouth fearing I would scream if I
dropped them. It was morning. Cullach’s words still rang in my head. Shakily I
arose from the bed, my parents were gone and I was grateful as I made my way
to the bathroom. I hadn’t changed clothes as I looked at myself in the mirror.
My hair was a mess it fell in long stringy waves to my waist. My face looked
worn and tired. I was usually so careful in my appearance. I couldn’t stand to
look at myself, what did Cullach see anyway?  
  
I showered and changed going through my normal ritual and feeling satisfied
that at least now I looked normal. I had an interview today with a lab where I
was hoping to work at so I dressed carefully braiding my hair back into a neat
french braid. In my black tailored pants and crisp white shirt I headed out to
my car.  
  
I pushed thoughts of Cullach out of my mind. Until I opened the car door that
is. A bouquet of roses lay on the passenger seat with a card attached to it. I
didn’t have to be a genius to know Cullach had miraculously gotten the keys to
my car. I got in and fingered the card a moment before opening it. How nice a
surprise this would be if Cullach had never raped me if he were my fiancé in
truth. I would be ecstatic over the flowers. Instead now I trembled inside
knowing how close he had been last night. The card was simple and brief. I
love you, Rain on the inside.  
  
I managed the interview and the rest of my day with a tense air about me
always looking over my shoulder watching for Cullach.  
  
He found me.  
  
I was walking into my house at about ten at night but he caught me before I
was near the door slapping a hand over my mouth and dragging me into a black
car. Shit! Once he threw me in the passenger side he shut the door and began
to walk to the driver side I grasped the handle of the door only to find it
locked. I couldn’t undo the lock from the inside either. I looked up through
the windshield to see Cullach shaking his head in his hand he held a small
remote control. “Fuck!” I said. Cullach smothered a laugh.  
  
“Where are we going?” I said in a heavy voice resigned to what would happen.  
  
“Home.”  
  
We didn’t speak throughout the rest of the drive as I pondered his words. I’d
never had a home before. My parents made my life a living hell so where I
lived I did not consider it to be home.  
  
Home was a safe place where nothing bad entered the door and only love rang
through the halls.  
  
Home. Cullach had said home and I wondered what he meant by it.  
  
He drove into a rich part of town where I had never been before. It was a
beautiful residential area. I was caught up looking at the scenery in the dark
when Cullach stopped the car in front of a large house. I couldn’t see much of
it as there were trees that obstructed my view. Cullach came around the car
and helped me out keeping a tight grip on my upper arm hustling me into the
house. I was in the house in the dark with Cullach before I even thought to
scream. He led me in the darkness down what seemed a long hallway where we
entered a room at the end. Cullach released me, I heard the door behind us
close as well as a lock being set into place.  
  
The room was suddenly filled with light I found myself in what had to be
Cullach’s bedroom. The room was large containing little furniture only a large
four poster bed and a tall chest of drawers both in a dark wood. I stood
straight waiting, my heart beating so furiously I thought Cullach could hear
it.  
  
“You like it?” Cullach’s voice came from behind me.  
  
“It’s nice.”  
  
His arms came around my waist from behind me. I sank back slightly into his
embrace. I was so cold and Cullach was always so hot. “Thank you for the
flowers.” Why not be nice to your rapist? After all it was a cold day in hell
when I received flowers.  
  
“I want to give you more, Rain.” He kissed the back of my neck. “So much
more.” He whispered.  
  
He turned me to face him still trapped in his arms. Damn, why was it that
every time I saw him he was even more handsome? He began to walk back toward
the bed. I started to try to get away from him, even though I knew it was
futile. The door was locked and the windows were all closed. “You’re making me
think you liked to be raped.” He had taken my shirt and ripped the two edges
apart spilling buttons on to the wood floor exposing my silky white bra.  
  
“Maybe I try to run because you are raping me.” He had me pushed up with my
back against one of the posts at the foot of the bed. His hands were at the
buttons on my pants undoing them pushing them off my hips. His hands came up
then to slowly ease my shirt off my shoulders letting it drop to the floor.  
  
“I’ve wanted you here since I first saw you.” He kissed my lips and I couldn’t
stop myself from responding to his passion. I wore a bra with a front closure
he released the snap so that my bra fell away discarded. Cullach bent to suck
my breasts. I absolutely loved when he did that. The feel of his hot wet mouth
sucking hard on my nipple made my cunt wet and throbbing.  
  
It was still rape even if I liked this part of it, right?  
  
My fingers speared through his thick black hair. He took his mouth away
bending down trailing kisses down my flesh his hands gripping my panties
pulling them down, easing them as well as my pants off my feet. I could kick
him now and run, the thought raced through my mind. Cullach looked up at me
his green eyes full of passion mixed with heated desire. He kissed my inner
thigh and I stopped thinking. He rose up stripping before me while I bit my
lip staring at the muscled perfection of his body. He returned my lustful gaze
as he came toward me again. His thick cock jutted out before him. I hadn’t
ever seen his cock now that I thought about it. He was large and dark, the
head wet with precum. Cullach came back his arms wrapped about me tentatively
I reached up to place my arms about his muscled waist laying my head on his
broad shoulder. I’d never touched Cullach before, not willingly. My hands slid
from his waist down his back his skin was like velvet. I pressed him closer to
me his body heat seeped into me his cock rubbed against my thigh. He pulled
away a bit looking into my eyes.  
  
I reached up, my fingers touching his face, why did he have to be so
beautiful, why couldn’t I resist?  
  
His hand came down over my thigh hooking into the back of my knee bringing my
knee up around his waist. His cock slid into my cunt with a force that made me
cry out. Our eyes never wavered from each other. My cunt parted for him more
easily now seemingly recognizing the cock that had owned my cunt so
masterfully. He moved then. I gasped. He felt hot and thick inside me setting
fire to my blood soothing the ache in my sore cunt with each movement. Harder
and harder he moved my back slamming against the wood. The look in his eyes
captured me. Suddenly he pulled out in the midst of our fucking. My brow
furrowed. “What are you doing?” Come on, I was giving in, even enjoying it a
little.  
  
More than a little if I were honest.  
  
“Don’t you want me to stop?” He whispered the tip of his cock brushed against
the opening of my cunt. I moved my hips desperate to have him back inside me.
To not leave me so unfulfilled.  
  
He didn’t wait for my answer he saw it in my eyes. He pushed me back onto the
bed the softness of the cotton a welcome respite from cold brick walls. He
stood at the edge of the bed imposing and seductive all at the same time. He
opened my legs pulling me to the edge of the bed.  
  
“Please Cullach,” I moaned needing, wanting what only he could give.  
  
He turned me then onto my stomach a slice of fear went through me as he pulled
me up onto my hands and knees. “You’ll love this, baby.” He growled. Cullach
put one of his hands on the back of my neck forcing me to go down so that my
cheek lay against the sheets which effectively brought my ass up higher. He
stroked my back tracing the trench of my spine with his finger. My cunt was
throbbing, wanting Cullach to be inside me again. His hands came to my hips
then I felt the press of his cock at my cunt I widened my knees further.
Cullach sank in ripping throaty moans from me. He was so deep inside me the
pulsing sensations of pleasure would kill me I was sure. He pulled out and I
desperate for every touch thrust my hips back for him as he came back in. He
growled out his pleasure as he sank deeply into me setting a furious pace that
made me faint with pleasure.  
  
It couldn’t get any better, I thought. Until Cullach wrapped one hand about my
neck the other wrapped about my waist he pulled me up onto my knees still
pounding fiercely into me. I cried out as his cock slid along the front wall
of my cunt hitting that especially erogenous zone that made me quiver. I laid
my head back on his shoulder where he kissed my lips. This was better in the
sense that now Cullach was touching me his skin was pressed to mine I could
feel him moving against me feel his hips grinding as his hard cock pummeled my
cunt. He moved his hand from my waist, still keeping me bound against him by
the hand about my throat, his fingers found my clit as he began to rub the
swollen flesh. Shock waves passed through me at that intimate touch. His
thrusts became even faster as I fell into the fire that Cullach had stirred in
my blood cumming violently in his arms. A few hard, deep strokes later Cullach
came inside me. We stayed like that for a moment breathing deeply one of my
arms lay atop his arm that grasped my neck still, the other hand was pressed
flat on his back.  
  
This is rape, right? And this wasn’t home, was it?  
  
Cullach eased us back down onto the bed his throbbing cock still inside me. I
pulled away, my back to him. “Did you rape me again?” I whispered truly
confused.  
  
I turned back onto my side a foot away from him staring into his hypnotic
eyes. “I love you, Rain.” His arm came around me pulling me closer so that I
lay against his chest.  
  
I sobbed in his arms. His hands stroked my back. Cullach was unrelenting in
his love, in his pronouncement of it. I was going insane not knowing what was
real any more. All I knew was the feel of Cullach’s body against mine, his
hard cock in my cunt and all the while he said this was love. I love you, Rain  
  
Why did his words haunt me so.  
  
I guess I fell asleep in his arms but when I woke in the morning light I was
in my own bed in my parents’ house.




        Intense Love Ch. 04


For the next week I didn't see Cullach. For seven days I have been dodging the
curious questions from my parents about my supposed fiancé.  
  
I'll admit right up front Cullach scares me. He has this barely contained
passion that borders on violence simmering just beneath the surface. I go to
sleep each night only to dream of his eyes. Those piercing green eyes that
bore into me looking at my very soul as he rapes me.  
  
Jenny came out of the hospital the day after Cullach left me alone in my bed.
She was ok but when she talked about what happened to her she began to shake
uncontrollably. I would hug her really tight as she would cry.  
  
This is what Cullach did, I thought.  
  
Jenny began to carry a can of mace with her wherever she went. I never told
her what happened to me or what I knew about her "accident". There was no
point, Cullach had said so himself he would just destroy whatever came across
his desk that could incriminate him.  
  
For seven days I have walked like a somnambulist. I feel like I'm dead walking
around in this hazy blurry world feeling nothing, seeing nothing. I can't
sleep at night and when I do out of sheer exhaustion I dream of him. I stay
awake staring into the darkness waiting, hoping that Cullach will be there to
come through my window.  
  
Cullach. Cullach, my rapist. My enemy. He made me tell him I loved him. Was it
a lie? Why was nothing ever purely black or purely white with us?  
  
With Cullach it was always shades of gray.  
  
God, I'm so fucking confused.  
  
On the eighth day I decided to do something drastic. I had to know if Cullach
had spoken the truth when he said he was a cop. I was shaking as I drove to
the police station. I parked my car staying inside it for a moment with my
head on the steering wheel. What the hell was I doing? So what if Cullach told
me the truth, it didn't change anything. I still couldn't do anything to
punish him for raping me. The damnable question was, would I even want to
punish him if I could? Wouldn't someone be there to point at me saying that it
wasn't rape if you liked it?  
  
Slowly I got out of the car smoothing my skirt as I walked into the station. I
had left my hair down and loose too nervous to do anything with it.  
  
It's ok, I told myself, Cullach lied to you. That's probably not even his name
just find out for sure and then you can stop obsessing. You can finally stop
being so confused.  
  
I walked over to a fat policeman who sat behind a desk. "Excuse me." I said
trying to control my trembling before he thought I was a crack addict.  
  
The man looked up at me with mean bulldog eyes taking in my black skirt and
white cardigan. "Can I help you, miss?" He drolled.  
  
I took a deep breath this was the moment of truth. "I am looking for an
officer de Cairn."  
  
The fat fuck was silent for so long I thought I would have to find someone
else to help me. But then he spoke after giving me a hard stare. "Who should I
say is asking?"  
  
"Rain." I choked out.  
  
"Take a seat, miss. He'll be right out." He indicated a row of chairs situated
along the wall of the precint. I took a seat in a far corner trying hard to
disappear.  
  
My mind did not think beyond finding out if Cullach really was a cop. What the
fuck would I say to him now? Hi, I'm your helpless victim and back for more?
Never mind that the last time I barely struggled. Shit!  
  
I kept my eyes studiously on the ground.  
  
In less than half a minute I saw a pair of scuffed black boots in my line of
vision. Slowly I let my eyes trail up to see a pair of worn black jeans
clinging to well muscled legs. Up further to his silver belt buckle and
further still to his hard lean waistline and broad shoulders encased in a
white T-shirt. My eyes flew up then to his face. Cullach's green eyes
registered surprise as he looked down on me. Before he or I could say or do
anything I got up and ran out of the building. I had my keys in my hand and
was slamming the key in the lock when I felt hard, warm, steel arms wrap about
me stilling my movements. Oh god, I knew I shouldn't have come here. I should
have let well enough alone and thanked my lucky stars that Cullach hadn't come
back.  
  
"Rain," he whispered kissing my neck the hot wet caress making my knees
tremble. He turned me about then to face him. "I dreamed you would come to me
freely." His eyes were intense boring into mine showing me all the fire he
kept inside. Unbidden came the memories of the last time we were together. Of
how he had looked deep into my eyes, how I had touched him.  
  
"I need to go. Let me go, Cullach." It was broad daylight now there was no way
he could do anything but let me go. Right?  
  
For an answer he pressed himself closer into me letting me feel the hot
hardness of his body melding into the coldness of my own. I was wedged between
the car and Cullach there was no way out to any passerby we just looked to be
an especially amorous couple. "I'll never let you go, Rain."  
  
Irrational anger built up inside me. Come on he was my rapist for christsake.
He didn't abandon me. So why did it feel that way to me?  
  
Maybe because he had been so convincing each time he had said he would never
leave.  
  
But then he did.  
  
"Bullshit, Cullach."  
  
Cullach smiled looking even more handsome than ever. "Are you pissed off that
I haven't been around, Rain? Have you missed me?" He kissed me then.  
  
God yes, you bastard, I shouted in my head. Yes I missed you, your kisses that
drugged me and the feel of your cock deep inside me. Yes, god I would do
anything for you. To have you once again where no man had ever been. Instead
of the words I clutched him closer melting into him my hands encircling his
neck. When we parted our eyes blazed a silent war of wills. Cullach to draw me
in and I just trying to make sense of all that I had experienced with Cullach.  
  
I kissed him then. For the first time I initiated the kiss. It was slow and
sweet Cullach let me explore the contours of his lips. When my tongue
tentatively reached out he met me in a deeper kiss.  
  
His hand went into my hair. He fisted it grabbing a hold of the dark strands
he pulled my head back. "I love you, Rain." I could only look up at him caught
between fear and desire.  
  
I knew then why I had been obsessing over Cullach for the past seven days. It
was so simple.  
  
I loved him.  
  
Cullach's obsession had to be contagious.  
  
He released my hair stepping away from me still reeling from my kiss. I took
extreme pleasure in that little fact.  
  
"Come home with me, Rain." Such a simple request. He held out his hand to me.
"You choose now." He bit into his tender lower lip as if coming to a hard
decision. "If you don't...I won't do anything, Rain. I give you my word, no
more threats, no more demands."  
  
I looked down at his hand so hard and callused. The hand that had slapped me.
I licked the corner of my mouth where he had made me bleed remembering the
pain and fear of that night. Cullach's eyes followed my tongue he knew what I
was thinking about and he dropped his hand.  
  
"I guess I was hoping for too much. I thought maybe someday you could forgive
me and love me but you'll always see me as your rapist. The one who hurt you.
I thought because you came here that..." He stopped and looked at me with
those tortured green eyes and then he turned away abruptly.  
  
I let him walk away.  
  
It's over, I whispered the words to myself alone in my bedroom staring out my
open window, wrapped in a blanket, sitting in my old rocking chair that I had
picked up at a garage sale. Usually the soothing motion of the rocker helped
to ease my mind and fears but not tonight.  
  
I had sat where I was since I had drove back home after letting Cullach walk
away. It was midnight now and I sat in the darkness unable to eat, sleep or
even think about anything except Cullach. I should be happy, I knew I should
be. It was over I could start my life over again forget the two nights when
Cullach raped me. I could marry another man who would be sweet and kind. I
could fuck him and forget how Cullach felt deep inside me, the taste and scent
of his skin. One memory to obliterate another.  
  
Cullach. I love you, Rain. His words repeated themselves in my mind like a
broken record unceasing, unrelenting, driving me mad.  
  
I stood then crawling into my bed pulling the blankets up to my chin feeling
hot tears pour down my cheeks as oblivion came.  
  
I sat up in bed suddenly looking about my room. The shadows were thick and
black I couldn't see anything but something had awakened me. My heart beat
fast surging the adrenaline through my bloodstream. Then I saw this shadow
approach me coming closer and closer to finally take on the shape of a man.  
  
"I'm dreaming." I whispered.  
  
"No, you're not, Rain." A silky sensuous voice answered me.  
  
My breath came in shaky gasps. "Cullach,"  
  
He came a step closer. I could make out his face in the light of the dim
streetlights that came through my window. He looked at me for a long moment.
"I promised myself this would be the last time."  
  
I stood up on my knees in the bed reaching out for him. "Thank god you came."
He came into my arms I held him tightly about the waist.  
  
There were tears in my eyes when I looked up at him standing hard and remote
not letting himself believe that I could be doing this. "I love you, Cullach."
At my words all confusion and doubt left me.  
  
His eyes widened as he took in my words. Suddenly his arms went underneath
mine to pull me up flush against him my arms wrapped about his neck his arms
crushing me so that I couldn't breathe. He pulled away slightly. "I'm in love
with you." I whispered so that he could never doubt me.  
  
He kissed me as hot searing fire flowed down my body. I moved away grasping
Cullach's shirt pulling it over his head letting my hands trail down the
smooth velvet skin of his chest and chiseled abs. I was desperate to feel him
again to have him fill me once again. I started to undo his belt buckle as his
hands went underneath my nightshirt to stroke my back. He stepped out of his
jeans and boxers gloriously naked and laid bare to my eyes. "God, you're
beautiful." I whispered.  
  
"You're the one who's beautiful." He rasped pulling my shirt over my head
gently he began to lay me down on the bed following me. Cullach kissed me
again then his mouth went to my breast sucking my nipple. I arched up crying
out burying my hands in his black hair. He released me placing kisses on my
stomach going down farther until I felt his breath on my cunt. He kissed the
tender flesh of my inner thigh before he began to devour my aching cunt. He
tortured my clit with light butterfly strokes driving me crazy.  
  
"Please, Cullach," I moaned needing him. He came up over me then his hands
finding mine grasping them intertwining our fingers. I felt his long hard cock
gently push inside me. It felt different from the other times, now I could
feel the entire length of Cullach sinking deeper and deeper into me, filling
me. He paused for a second doubt in his eyes as I realized that he was afraid
that I would think this time was rape too.  
  
"You know I love you. Only you, Cullach. I want you." I could swear that in
the darkness I saw tears gather in Cullach's eyes at my words.  
  
He buried his face in my neck. I hugged him tightly to me.  
  
He began to move slowly then, each stroke a mixture of strength and gentility
that I would never have thought Cullach to be capable of. I had wondered when
he said for me to imagine how it would be between us if only I truly loved
him.  
  
Now I knew. This was my every dream and fantasy come true.  
  
He kissed my lips then I clutched him closer moving underneath him wanting,
desperate for more. For as much as I loved the slow sweetness of Cullach I
craved the hard deep strokes that filled the innermost recesses of me. I bit
his shoulder. "Love me, Cullach."  
  
He looked into my eyes. I could feel the gathering tension in his body as he
began to move harder his hips slamming into my clit making me jump and shake
in ecstasy. I threw my head back moaning in a sexy way. In another second
Cullach was inside me hard and fast his thickness stretching and caressing my
cunt. He was everything I had ever wanted all that I had ever, would ever
know.  
  
"I love you so much, Rain." His breath on my neck as his words reached my ear.
"So much." At his words I came. But the hard demanding strokes didn't stop
until I came again in his arms and when Cullach came inside me I couldn't
remember the fear of the previous times.  
  
He lay with his head on my chest my fingers in his hair, he was still hard
inside me. He moved to look into my eyes. "Marry me, Rain. Come home with me."
That lost little boy look in his green eyes.  
  
His words were both a new beginning and a second chance.  
  
"Yes." That was the only word I needed. The only word I would ever use with
Cullach.  
  
I left my parents' house that night gathering what was important to me. I have
never looked back since.  
  
I'm home now.  
  
Yes, Cullach was, and I guess still is, my rapist but he is also so much more
than that. He is my savior, my lover, my husband. I have never regretted a
moment of our life together.




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