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_ I will not scream...I will not scream...Our Father in heaven...May your name be holy...May your name be holy...May you reign ...I will not scream...Your will be done, as in heaven so also on earth.... Give us each day our daily bread... And forgive us our sins...And forgive us our debts, for we ourselves also forgive everyone indebted to us...I WILL NOT SCREAM...And do not bring us to the test...And do not bring us to the test, but rescue us from the evil one..._
"AHHHHHHHHHH....GOD HELP ME!!!!" Helena screamed at the top of her lungs, pinned in an instant beneath Hyde's hot, muscled body and probing hands. Before she could move a footstep he was upon her, the two of them crashing to the floor. It was the instant his hand touched her wrist, however, that she found herself doing something she had forsaken long ago...Helena found herself praying. It had been years since she had placed any of her hope in religion, her scientific reality seemed to null any faith in the unknown that she harbored within her. She had seen too much suffering in her lifetime to believe that any Supreme Being could exist and not put an end to it. Yes here she was, rambling a prayer she had not spoken since grammar school. She could not remain calm. She had tried, but she could not prevent the screams of terror that sprang from her throat when Hyde's teeth pierced the delicate ivory skin of her shoulder. His grunts of anger and pleasure frightened her to the point of near hyperventilation. Yet she could scarcely breath for the constant interruption of Hyde's mouth on hers. She found herself foolishly trying to fight him off, her hands pressing against his chest, arms, anything to dislodge his powerful body from atop her own, but not even her greatest strength pushing against the wound on his chest could elicit a response from him. Instead he watched her struggle, aroused and bemused by her panic, his eyes never leaving hers, despite where his hands or mouth would wander. This she found to be the most terrifying of all-with his eyes upon her, filled with animalistic lust, she could not look away, nor did she find herself able to struggle.
"Shhhh...don't scream..." He whisper growled in her ear, his tongue exploring every inch of her cheek and neck. "Just enjoy this...just let me take you like the whore you are..."
"No....No, God...stop...Edward, stop it...please..." She begged, the tears beginning to burn her eyes. He stopped, slapping her hard across her face and thrusting against her hips with his own with bruising force. He gripped her cheeks, much like he had done that evening in the laboratory, and leaned in so close that his forehead was nearly pressed against her own.
"Would you like to die now, my dear?" He whispered, seeming so calm, though his ragged breath betrayed him. "That can be arranged, you know...my lust for blood nearly outweighs my lust for the female body..." He thrust against her again, letting his tongue plummet her mouth roughly for a few moments..."The order in which I take what I crave has no bearing." He chuckled then, darkly, licking her neck as she closed her eyes to his animalistic gaze. He let his tongue drag up her shoulder and to her ear, where he pressed his mouth, whispering..."I was just trying to be considerate...I thought you would enjoy the smaller death much more first..." Again the chuckle, forcing the tears to fall, disturbing him slightly.
"Please....Edward...don't...just kill me, just kill me, don't do this...don't do this to me...don't do this to _him_..." Helena gasped, a small, terrified sound she'd never heard come from her mouth...she was begging him, pleading for her life and her sanity--Henry's as well-yet she couldn't deny the irrational feelings of comfort she felt at his touch. Henry had to be in there...somewhere...but Edward Hyde was nothing like him, and he was in charge of her now...
"Don't...You...DARE...CRY..." He growled, with his eyes piercing her own, and when she turned away in fear and disgust a gentle finger traced her lips and brought her face towards him once again. She met his eyes, and saw his grin, but when his lips descended upon hers once again something was different...His mouth was tender. Between his suddenly gentle kisses Helena managed to catch her breath, and a strange feeling of numbness can over her. Opening her eyes, the cold lust was in his face, yet his voice betrayed that. "No tears, Helena...no screaming...this is what you want...you just don't know it yet..."
"No...please...don't..."
"YES! " He shouted, raising his hand again to strike her, before catching himself. "Yes...I'm going to kill you...I am, because you've had your chances, and you've upset me every time...NO MORE CHANCES, HELENA...I'm going to squeeze you're throat until there is no more breath in your body..."
"God...no..."
"...Or perhaps I'll break your bones...one by one...Oh Helena...I want so much to taste your blood in my mouth..." He moaned, closing his eyes in a moment of lust, his pelvis slowly grinding against Helena's prone body. "But first..." He mumbled, bringing one hand to rest on her breast, where it gripped in a flash and tore away the fabric of her dress, leaving nothing but a shred of her undershirt in it's wake. He brought the fabric up to his face, rubbing his nose and mouth in it, breathing in the scent. "But first..." He whispered again, bringing his head down to rest on the white patch of her exposed chest, "I'm going to taste everything else...and you're going to feel my hands...and my body...and you're going to feel what it means to be alive, Helena...and you're going LOVE it..." He smiled then, lips pressed against her skin, and Helena felt the first of the sinful heat stir in her belly.
"Edward...where is Henry..." He grunted in anger, squeezing her arm tightly before ripping away the rest of the fabric of her upper bodice.
"We don't need him, Helena!" He shouted again, spreading his legs so that she was pinned beneath his naked body, as he continued to rip away her clothing and feast on the flesh of her chest and stomach..."Mmmmm..." He moaned, taking more of her in his mouth... "Just this body...our body...and I can use it much better then Henry..."
"I need to know if he still...exists...before I do this..." She whispered, eyes closed, her mind reeling in a place of limbo. She had spent the last years of her life dreaming of being touched like this by this very man, yet it wasn't him. It was someone disgusting and violent and _evil_...yet the feelings of pleasure still rushed through her body, and his crude hands, now sliding up and down her torso, made her body crave everything his body could give her...
"He's in here somewhere...but it seems I've lost track...that injection was most helpful in shutting him up, but then...ever since you set eyes on me I know you've waited for this...you did it on purpose, bitch..."
"You lie, Hyde...oh God..." She said, trying one last time to fool herself into resisting him. He let out another primeval scream, ripping through her lower dress and undergarments in an instant, leaning in to capture her lips with his own as he poised his body over her, still grunting with need as his tongue was hesitantly met by her own.
"Give me all of you, Helena..._let go_..."
"I can't..." She whispered, her
mouth unconsciously nibbling on his neck as she felt his hand sweep the
inside of her thigh..."...you'll have to take it..." She whispered against
his burning chest, and with another groan of ecstasy, he did.