It's a two chapter night! Warning: These next two chapters both contain violence and non-consensual sex. If you are offended by this, then you should probably skip them. :-) Remember, this is EVIL Kane (who I still adore, no matter what!)

Chapter 4

Intrigued by the new path his plans had taken, Kane watched the emotions play across Melanie's face as she contemplated her fate, the despair obvious in her eyes. Sensing her submission, he reached out and slowly ran the back of his hand down her cheek.

"You're husband is a very lucky man." he whispered huskily, before leaning in to nibble gently on her neck.

He brought his lips back to her mouth and kissed her experimentally, smiling when she didn't pull away. Testing her restraint, he kissed her more firmly, letting his tongue dart out to probe at her lips as he did so, adding more and more pressure until they finally parted beneath his to let him in.

Fighting the urge to bite his tongue, Melanie forced herself to remain still as he tested her resolve. She knew he wanted to see how willing she was to comply with his demands and any defiance on her part would be just an excuse for him to unleash the violence that, at this moment, seemed to be barely held in check.

Satisfied when she offered no resistance to him, Kane pulled back and nodded his head in approval. She swallowed hard as she stared up at him, her body stiffening when she saw him lower his lips to hers once more.

He kissed her again deeply, letting his tongue explore the deepest recesses of her mouth, his lust fueled by the tremor of fear that shook her. Breaking the kiss, he trailed his lips across her face, soothing away the tears that were falling from behind her tightly closed eyelids. Instinctively, she gave another tug on the metal cuffs, the feel of his hot breath against her skin making her nauseous, the weight of his body on top of hers making it nearly impossible to breathe.

Feeling his lips trail across her jaw and down to her neck, she was completely taken aback by his sudden show of tenderness. If he intended to hurt her, and she suspected that he did, then he was certainly off to a slow start. But her confusion only lasted momentarily, before he reared back onto his knees and grabbed the front of her shirt, jerking hard as he ripped the material from her body. She cried out in surprise at his sudden actions as her worst suspicions were confirmed. She realized that there would be nothing gentle about this coupling.

The thin fabric of her shirt practically dissolved in his hands, and Kane tossed the remnants to the floor before turning his attention to her bra. Giving another hard jerk, the delicate lace disintegrated easily, exposing her completely to his view.

Melanie felt her skin grow warm as a blush slowly crept over her. She watched as his eyes traveled down her body, taking note of the way they darkened with desire as he gazed upon her. She didn't think she had ever felt more helpless or vulnerable as she did at the present moment. The way he was staring at her made her feel like he was about to make her his next meal and her restraints left her absolutely powerless to stop him.

He wrapped his large hands around her bare waist, thumbs tracing a slow path up her stomach until he reached the underside of her breasts, Melanie squirming beneath him helplessly as the feel of his rough, calloused hands on her delicate skin made her flinch. Then he cupped her breasts in his hands, fingers playing across the nipples, smirking with amusement when they hardened into tight peaks despite the fear that was flowing through her body.

Catching her off guard again, he squeezed the soft mounds roughly, causing her to cry out in pain. Frantically, she began to strain against her bonds again, twisting her body to try and free herself from his grasp. Hearing the sound of the steel scraping against the headboard , Kane raised his head and glared at her, giving her a silent warning not to test his patience. Reluctantly, Melanie stilled her movements, closing her eyes as she tried to block him out. Thankfully, he quickly released his hold on her, moving to lay down over her again as he palmed her right breast, pinching the sensitive nipple between his fingers before dipping his head to take it into his mouth. Melanie gasped out loud, her body jerking in response to the contact and she began to struggle again briefly, until she felt his teeth biting into her tender flesh.

She whimpered, once again trying to squirm her way out of his grasp. But he continued to ignore her pleas, adding more and more pressure until he finally felt her body go limp beneath him. As he released his painful grip on her, Melanie collapsed back onto the mattress, sobbing with anger and fear as she realized what he was trying to do to her. He wanted her to submit to him completely. He would be satisfied with nothing less. And as long as she continued to fight him, he was going to make this as painful for her as he possibly could.

Willing herself to try and block the thoughts from her mind, she remained as quiet as possible as Kane continued to torment her breasts, his mouth moving from one to the other as he used his teeth and tongue to stimulate her. Then she felt his hand on her stomach, gliding across the flat surface before moving lower to cup her denim covered mound and it took every ounce of her control to keep herself from fighting him again.

Pulling his body from hers, he kneeled between her parted thighs, watching the tears flow from Melanie's eyes as he unfastened the button and lowered the zipper on her pants. Then, despite her protests, he tugged the material down her hips, removing her jeans and panties in one swift movement.

Spreading her legs farther apart, Kane slid his hands up the silky skin of her inner thighs toward her naked sex, using his fingers to open the delicate folds to his view. Then running his fingers up and down her exposed slit, he let his eyes wander back to her face, watching her reactions to him with much amusement. With her eyes tightly closed and her jaw firmly clenched, he could tell that it was taking every single ounce of her control for her not to lash out at him.

"Look at me Melanie." he murmured, an evil smirk crossing his face as she slowly opened her eyes and met his gaze.

"I want you to watch me while I …taste….you." he added, loving the way her eyes widened in surprise as he lowered himself onto the bed.

Keeping his eyes locked on hers, Kane wrapped his arms around her thighs, holding her still as he caressed her. Her muscles were taunt as she fought the urge to push him away, but he ignored her body's silent protests, focusing instead on his sadistic torture.

As she stared into his cold, angry eyes, Melanie felt the heat from her embarrassment spreading throughout her body, almost unbearable in its intensity. The fact that she was being forced to watch this man touch her so intimately left her humiliated beyond belief. She'd never even been this bold with her husband before, let alone with a complete stranger. And the fact that this man was her husband's most hated enemy made the situation that much worse.

Closing her eyes, she gasped in unexpected pleasure as he stroked her, her hips involuntarily thrusting upward against him. Further embarrassed by her response to his touch, she turned her head, praying that he would soon put an end to her torment.

Kane watched as she turned away from him again and he tightened his grip on her legs, warning her not to disobey him. Raising his head slightly, his lips brushed against the soft skin of her inner thigh as his deep voice broke the uncomfortable silence.

"Look at me… Mel. Don't make me hurt you anymore than I have to." he warned, pleased when she did as he asked and met his gaze again.

Forcing herself to look him in the eye, Melanie cringed at the sound of her name on his lips. Mel. That was a nickname that only her husband used. He was the only person who ever called her that.

Her husband. Where was her husband? Melanie wondered if he was searching for her right now. If he knew she was with Kane. If there was any way he could possibly help her.

Please find me Shane. Help me, she called to him silently, hoping by some small miracle that she could mentally lead him to her. If only he could find her. If only he could get to her in time. She knew that he would save her from the clutches of this horrible, evil man.

Satisfied that he had her full attention once more, Kane dipped his head and resumed his exploration of her body. He was rough and cruel, and he showed no mercy, despite her frantic appeals to his more human side. Enjoying the whimpers and pleas that were coming from her lips, he continued to torment her, using his finger to tease at her tight opening. Slipping it barely inside, he felt her body tense in anticipation of his invasion and he teased her mercilessly, keeping her on edge as she waited for the real assault to begin. Then when she least expected it, he took the opportunity to thrust his finger home, using the thick digit to stroke at the walls of her tight passageway. At his intrusion, Melanie cried out in pain and surprise, bringing her feet up to his shoulders as she tried to shove him away from her. His previous threats long forgotten, she knew she couldn't let him take her so easily. Even if he won in the end, at least she hadn't gone down without a fight. However, her burst of energy was short-lived as he knocked her feet away and repositioned his body so he could use all of his limbs to keep her legs restrained. Her last bit of protection stripped , she was rendered completely helpless beneath him once more.

Subdued yet again, Melanie began to sob. She begged him to stop. Pleaded with him to let her go. Chuckling at her cries, Kane continued to glide his finger in and out of her body, surprised when he felt the slight bit of moisture that was beginning to gather there. Turning his gaze back to her face, he felt his body tighten with arousal as all of the new possibilities flooded his mind.

So Shane's pretty little wife like it rough. Well, rough was something he certainly could manage. If that's what she wanted, then that was exactly what he'd give her.

Much to Melanie's relief, Kane withdrew his finger, releasing his grip on her as he climbed from the bed. He made short work of his clothes, his eyes never leaving hers as he stripped naked before her. Unable to stop herself, Melanie let her eyes travel down his body, another wave of panic coursing through her when she saw the size of his obvious arousal.

In one swift movement, Kane pounced back on the bed, forcing himself between her legs with ease despite her best efforts to stop him. Pressing his weight into her, he wrapped his hand around his throbbing member, positioning himself at her entrance. Then with one quick and brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside of her, pausing only briefly to regain his control as he felt her warmth surround him, the force of his attack so strong and sudden that it left her completely breathless.

Drawing back, Kane began to ride her hard, his hands grabbing roughly at her breasts as he buried himself over and over again inside of her. Finally finding her voice again, Melanie cried out with each stroke, the feeling of fullness inside of her almost more than she could bear. She tugged frantically on her restraints as she tried once more to free herself, the sharp edge of the metal cutting into the delicate skin of her wrists. She twisted and pulled with every ounce of strength she could muster, until the fatigue in her arms and shoulders rendered them useless. Collapsing back onto the bed, she closed her eyes and tried to block out Kane's low grunts of pleasure as he rutted into her.

She prayed that he would be finished with her quickly but it wasn't long before she realized that it just wasn't going to happen. She didn't know how he had managed to gain such complete control over his own body, but it was becoming obvious to her that he wouldn't give himself over to the pleasure until he was good and ready.

While Kane seemed to have his body under control, Melanie had no such luck. Much to her horror, she felt the first flickers of heat begin to course through her abdomen, the feel of his thick cock sliding in and out of her growing more pleasurable with every stroke. Hearing the change in her breathing, Kane tangled his fingers in her hair, forcing her to face him again as his lips descended on hers. Pulling back he stared down into her eyes, taking note of the way her body was beginning to respond to him.

"Feel good baby?" he growled out between thrusts as he bent to nuzzle her neck. "Do you like having my big cock inside of you?"

"No...stop….please…." Melanie ground out a soft moan, the sound of her voice betraying the pleasure she was truly feeling.

"Bet your husband doesn't fuck you like this… does he Mel?" Kane added as he continued to taunt her.

At the mention of her husband, Melanie felt her heart constrict. She couldn't, wouldn't, betray him like this. She had to find someway to fight, for his sake.

Steeling her resolve, Melanie tightened her body as she tried to stave off the powerful sensations that were steadily working their way through her loins. However, Kane was not about to make things easy on her and he slipped a hand between their joined bodies, using his fingers to stimulate her now-swollen clit as he thrust even deeper inside of her.

Tossing her head from side to side, Melanie tried to ward off the intense new sensations, finally giving in to the pleasure as it continued to spread throughout her body. She began to grind her hips upward to meet Kane's thrusts, moaning when she felt his speed quicken.

He moved deeper and harder within her, the unexpected sounds of her own lust spurring him on. Feeling her body begin to tighten around him, Kane knew she was getting close to her release and he redoubled his efforts in anticipation of his own impending climax.

Panting harshly, Melanie braced herself for the wave that was about to hit. She teetered on the edge…so close…..

Withdrawing from her body, Kane roared as his climax hit, his large hand stroking his shaft as his warm seed spilled onto the flat surface of her stomach. Beneath him Melanie twisted and jerked, her own release abruptly cut off, her own needs unfulfilled.

A frantic wail escaped her and she arched off of the bed, pressing herself into him, trying to find the additional stimulation she needed to satisfy her own hunger. Gasping for breath, he smiled down at her, using his hands to pin her hips to the bed.

"Please…Kane…please." she panted, struggling against him.

With a laugh, Kane shook his head, leaning over her as he stared deep into her eyes, loving the look of desperation on her face.

"Now, now. What would Shane say if he knew his sweet, innocent wife was begging another man to fuck her? Somehow I don't think he'd be very happy to hear about that, do you?" Kane murmured as he let his hand wander to her breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers, teasing her already overloaded nerves.

Melanie arched toward his touch, trying to force herself deeper into his hand, the sensation of his hands on her body going straight to loins.

Abruptly, Kane pulled his hand away, crawling from the bed as he bent down and picked up a tattered piece of her shirt to clean himself off.

"We couldn't do that to poor Shane O'Mac, now could we? No, I think I'll just leave you alone for awhile and let you think about what you're begging me to do. I'm sure you're come to your senses. Eventually." he chuckled, before he turned and disappeared back into the shadows from which he came.

Frustrated, Melanie began to cry again, a mixture of desire and disgust rushing through her.

From his hiding place in the darkness, Kane watched her struggle, his cock already hardening again when he thought about taking her again. As miserable as she was now, her torment was only just beginning. Watching as she struggled to sit up in the bed, Kane couldn't help but smile. Ah yes….she was definitely going to be a lot of fun!