Love Becomes Lust

They lay in bed, the sheets wrapped around their ankles. Laying there in the still of the night. He caresses her smooth skin with his fingertips, causing her to shudder slightly. The chill creeps up her spine, and works it's way to her arms, making the little hairs on it stand on end. She smiles up at him, looking deep into his perfect brown eyes. His gaze falls down onto hers, and their eyes meet. He pulls the hair back from her face and leans in to kiss the beautiful woman laying in his arms. She melts in them and becomes a puddle, completely under his control. His power over her so captivating. Like, nothing she'd ever before encountered. Which made her fall in love with him all over again. They lay still for a few moments, neither of them wanting to break the silence, but yet both of them wanting more. He craved for her taste, and she longed for his touch. So, sweet and pure and full of love. She brought out the tameness in him. Much like the way he brought out the animal in her. They complimented each other nicely. He leans in again for another kiss., breaking the silence at last. I was just as sweet as the first. She was teasing him with her lips, soft and full, and tempting him to do things to her he'd only dreamed of. She kissed her way down his face until she reached his neck. He grabbed her by her hips and pulled her toward him, while she playfully bit his collar bone, forcing him to let out a deep breath. He violently, grabbed her by her hair and yanks it backwards, causing her lips to stop their seduction. Instead his take over, kissing her up and down, tasting her flesh, and kissing the soft skin. She let's out a loud moan, begging him to continue. He happily obeys, wanting to please her, while in turn allowing her to please him. He kisses her tenderly, until passion finally over-takes him, and he becomes a sex crazed animal, unable to control his urges. He grabs her by her hair once more and flips her over, so that she is laying on her back. She looks at him and terror fills her eyes. She tries to let out a scream but is barely able to make out a soft squeak. He bites her neck harder this time, drawing blood. Licking it up, he smiles to himself. Knowing that he had won this one too. She lays still, unable to defend herself, against his great power. She thought she knew him better than this. He would never hurt her. But, the man how now hovered over her naked body, was not the man she grew to know and love. This was a demon, who possessed the man she loved. How could she free him, when she couldn't even free herself? Powerless and defenseless against the darkness that dwelled in him, he had no choice but to give in to these desires. Desires to take what was rightfully his. Be it by force or persuasion. He decided that force would appeal to him more. It was the knowledge that she was laying benieth him, her warm body wriggling to get free of his firm grasp. She tried to let out another scream, but this one too was unsuccessful, and left her feeling scared and angry. How could she not have seen this coming? How many times must she fall for the same lie? So many thought filled her head. Thoughts of the lies and deceptions she'd encountered. Thoughts of the lust she had mistaken for love. Thoughts of the future they had planned. Thoughts of how she would survive this. He reached behind him on the floor. She almost threw up when she realized what he was reaching for. He brought his arm back up with his 9mm in his tightly clenched fist. he cocked it back once, looking her dead in her eyes. They were full of tears. She closed them tightly, and braced herself for the blow. She some how mustered up enough courage to speak, and when she did so, her tone frightened her. She looked this man dead in his eyes, the same eyes that used to have compassion and love for her. Now, all they showed was, anger, and a hint of fear. She looked at the same arms that used to hold her, and saw them coming down at her, like a force of destruction. When she finally spoke, it was with words that sliced through every part of his body, like a double edged blade. He listened to her question him, and his love. This angered him further. It put him over the edge. Something in the man, snapped. all the love he had in him drained away. Leaving him with nothing but anger, and rage. He put the gun to her head, and watched her squirm in panic. She let out soft whimpers which did nothing but annoy him. h put his finger on the trigger, making her panic more. He looked into her eyes a final time, seeing the emotions she was feeling in them. Pain, hurt, and fear. He bid her goodbye, as he shut his own eyes, and pulled the trigger. The silence that followed was more deafening than the shot itself. He glanced down at her lifeless body laying in his arms, and tears filled his eyes. what had he done? This wasn't like him. He noticed the blood that had splattered the bed. The same bed he used to make their four children. The same bed that brought them much pleasure, together, the way they should be now. Together. He then turned the gun on himself. Ashamed at what he'd done. He'd become an animal, unable to control his worldly desires. He made himself sick, at what he'd done. He opened the chamber. Only one bullet left. But thats all it would take. He put it to his head, and with movement of his finger, he re-joined his beautiful wife, and regained his place in life. There was nothing left of them, or their life together, accept for the children and the house, and the life they left behind.