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Katniss P.O.V.
He was cold, calculating, manipulative… he truly frightened me right down to my very core. The way those soft blue eyes seemed to change at the smallest brush of my hand against his. Almost instantly. It was like an electric shock going through his body. I could see his stature grow tense with, what is that? Anticipation? What is he anticipating me to do?
Over the years the Tracker Jacker venom started to change him. He's no longer the innocent young man I fought so hard to protect in the arena, he's changed. Darker, much more demanding. There are days where I swear I can see him again. The man that made me fall in love with him. I must be lying to myself, because as he approaches me… I don't see my beloved Peeta. I see a lion on the prowl, deep carnal instincts pushing him forward. The attack.
My feet are planted firmly to the ground, too afraid to move. I am too frightened to look up. You see, I have picked up a few things in the animal world from my years of being out in the bush. First and foremost… Looking your predator straight in the eyes is a sure death wish. I try to level my breathing but it's too late he's picked up on my fear. He can smell it, like a pheromone. He just can't get enough of me or the shell shocked state he's put me in.
"Here kitty, kitty, kitty " Growled Peeta.
Even his voice sends ice shooting up my spin. No hint of my husband in that voice right now, not an ounce of love.
'Peeta… please!" I pleaded. Hoping he has mercy tonight.
"I love when you beg" he smirked. "Tonight is the night we conceive Katniss, you have prolonged this much too long!" His eyes they travel all over my bruised body from our session the night before. Then he gave me the most disgusted look I have ever seen, he has never looked at me like that before… I must be in trouble.
"I see the way that Hawthorne looks at you… how dare he look at my girl like that. Why do you let him?! Am I not enough for you?!" He screamed holding my arms in place on my bruised sides. He quiets. "No matter, once your pregnant with my child you will be bound to me forever" I'm trembling. I'm on the verge of tears; I need to say something quickly before he loses complete control.
'Do you love me, real or not real?' I tentatively ask. Please say yes, please stop this madness Peeta. He stops for a brief moment to mock contemplate my question. He answers "You are my possession. I have every right to be obsessed with you."
Now I know he's completely lost it. He grabs my face and shoves his tongue into my mouth; I'm too shocked to fight back. He then grabs the silk robe that hangs loosely around my thin frame. The shimmering fabric falls lightly to the floor. I watch the robe in envy, knowing the dismount from my standing position will not be that graceful.
Peeta hauls me over his shoulder; he's taking me to our bedroom. I begin to struggle as he laughs maniacally. He knows I can't win. I'm screaming for help but it's late at night. Nobody will hear me. With the swift kick of his foot the door is closed and so go my chances at escaping. Forever to stay with Peeta, my beloved husband.
FIN
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