WARNING: Smut in this chapter. Mild Non-con. A very aggressive sex. I don't know how to write a warning.
50 : MONSTER WITHIN
Nat woke up to find her sleeping boyfriend next to her. He was a pretty heavy sleep lately. His football practice must made him exhausted.
He was sleeping peacefully that she shouldn't interrupt but she couldn't help but dragging her finger very lightly at his long eyelash. They were very long and curved up in a way it should be man's eyelash.
He shifted and made an irritated voice in his throat. She stopped and pecked a kiss on his cheek before getting up from bed. She will surprise him with something today. Nat put on his t-shirt (Well, she began this habit a little while ago. She loved the musky, masculine scent of his. It made her feel like she was completely envelope in with him.)
She was making them a breakfast but she put a little special touch in it. She was decorating the plate when she heard someone walking into the living room and loudly yawned.
"Hey, baby." He greeted and stretched his arms.
"Morning." She replied but didn't turn to look at him.
Steve moved toward his girlfriend and wrapped his arms around her before kissed her neck and resting his head there.
"What are you making?"
Nat turned quickly in his arms and covered his eyes with her hand "Don't look! It supposed to be a surprise." She told "Are you closing your eyes right now?"
"Yes, I am."
She slowly lowered her eyes and saw that he really did as she told. He continued to rest his head on her shoulders and Nat put her final touch on the plate.
"You can open your eyes now." She told and he lifted his head up.
A bright smile appeared on his handsome feature. There was a heart shape pancake decorated with strawberry and whip cream. She wrote 'I love you' with chocolate fudge on the plate too.
"Aww, thank you, little red." He said and kissed her cheek. "Now I can't eat my breakfast."
Nat laughed and shoved the plate in his hands. They sat quietly on the couch and enjoyed their morning together.
English Earl of Something being close to his girlfriend. He thought he will be okay with it but it's not but he couldn't stop.
He had to keep his eyes close to them. He trusted Nat completely but he didn't trust Edward.
There was something sketchy about that guy and Steve didn't like it at all. He had to be there to keep Nat away from that guy. To be honest, he knew what Edward think of her. The Englishman wanted to be close to her for the same reason Steve first started his friendship with Nat.
How could a man resist her?
Nat spent most of her time with Edward and they were getting to know each other. They rehearsed every day, practicing their dancing routine and the lines together.
He forgot to mention that they were doing a re-make of Moulin Rouge, Fucking Moulin Rouge! One of the most romantic movie and Broadway show he ever see. He loved it but now he hated it because he had to watch his girlfriend starred in this play with this dude.
Nat will portray Satine while Edward will portray Christian. It was very torture for Steve to watch his girlfriend doing a very intimate acting and dancing with his man.
"Besides, I can't fall in love with anyone" Nat recited her line
"Can't... fall... in love? But, a life without love, that's... terrible..."
"No, being on the street, that's terrible."
"No! Love is like oxygen!"
"What?"
"Love is a many splendored thing. Love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love!"
How the fuck that he ended up with this? Why the fuck he didn't feel any of this about her last partner? Why did god punish him like this? Steve sat in his seat, rolling his eyes as Edward began to sing the song. He shouldn't feel any of this because he knew Nat would never leave him for this douchy guy.
Maybe it because of the fucking English lord had more effect to him than some normal American dude. He met his competent competitor. Someone with a real chance to take Nat away from him.
He thought he could calm himself down but as days passed by, they became close than Steve like but he couldn't say anything. They spent time getting to know each other and she even brought the guys to their group dinner to personally introduce her to their friends.
"Hey, guys. This is Edward Cavendish. He is my new partner for the new play."
Everyone welcomed Edward to their little group with Steve sitting far away from the man. His blue eyes never left his girlfriend and observed her reaction closely.
Everyone noticed the reaction of Steve. They knew how Steve feels right now. He didn't even care to hide it from his face. They also sensed his hostility toward Edward. His gaze alone was intense enough that no one could look him in the eyes right now.
"Hey, babe. I will walk Eddie to his car and will be right back." She said and kissed his cheek.
But none of that was in his mind. Why would she already called that dude by his nickname?! It took him like two months to get her to call him 'Stevie". This was only five days and she already called him 'Eddie'.
"Dude, you might want to lose your grip on the bottle." Clint spoke up and brought Steve back from his deep thought.
"I don't have time snarking with you, Barton?"
"Woah! Chill, dude. What make you angry?"
"You know damn well why."
"That guy?"
"Yeah."
"You shouldn't worry, Rogers. Nat loves you and she's not that kind of girl who hurt the one she loves."
"I know but I don't like that guy."
"I will help you keep my eyes on her if you want"
"That would be the only thing I ask from you."
Nat came back to the table and sat next to Steve who automatically wrapped his arms around her, pulled her on to his laps and kissed her hard.
"I love you." He whispered between the kiss.
"Me too." She replied
Steve wanted to kiss more but Nat pulled away. She could notice the desperation in his eyes.
"Babe…" Steve gasped
"Hmm?"
"Do you think you could skip your rehearsal so we could go out of town? It will be our two month anniversary soon."
"I don't know. I don't think I can skip it."
Steve pouted "I want some time alone with you."
"You have me all to yourself every night, wasn't it enough for you?"
"No"
Nat chuckled. "Maybe we should stay in town. What about a simple dinner date?"
"Fine. But third month anniversary will Greece, okay?"
"No promise."
Clint had too much free time because he was single again after he broke thing of with Jessica. He did as Steve asked and kept his watch on the guy for Steve. He didn't understand why Steve would acting like that but he finally knew.
No man could stand seeing his own girl play a romantic scene with the guy she barely knew. Clint never thought Steve will have a jealous bone in his but he was dead wrong.
Steve was insanely jealous but couldn't talk about it to Nat and the searing feeling will explode pretty soon.
Clint watched Steve's blue eyes burned with rage and jealousy. Every time Edward touched Nat, his whole body tensed up and his hands gripped tight to whatever he was holding in his hands, likely to break it.
He felt bad for Steve. Being in a relationship with the hottest girl in campus must be really hard to keep men away from her.
When the rehearsal was finished, Nat walked over to both of them and threw herself in Steve's arms. Clint could see a sight of relief across Steve's face but it completely gone when Edward approached them.
"Natasha, I would like to invite you to my party tonight. My family will hold the party at our penthouse. It's a small party." Edward said
Nat immediately turned to Steve "Do you okay with this?"
"He can come with you too."
When Steve saw the look on her face, he couldn't say no. "Okay, if you really want to."
"We will be there, Eddie."
Steve contorted when she heard her called the guy by his nickname. He loathed it and he really wanted to punch something right now.
"This is your invitation." Edward handed her the gold envelop "Address is in there."
This is bad. Clint thought as he watched the whole scene quietly. This shit will go down to hell if Steve suddenly decide to let his rage took over him.
Hopefully the captain will not unleash his anger by fist fighting and sent the poor guy to the hospital.
Steve and Nat arrived at Edward's penthouse dressing in tuxedo and evening gown. Steve never smiled once and Nat felt bad for dragging him to this thing with her.
Nat handed the guard her invitation before the couple got in. They both suddenly felt a little awkward when they saw many people from many royal families gathered within the same roof.
"You guys came!" Edward greeted "My parents would love to meet you two."
Steve sighed. He knew what Edward was trying to do. The guy wanted to crush Steve and show him that he wasn't in the same league as the Earl of Eastwick. Edward's parents looked terrifying and intimidating at the same time. Steve felt nervous in front of high society people for the first time.
"Father, Mother. This is Natasha Romanov, daughter of Alexandre and Aliana Romanov. Future Grand Duchess of the Romanov." Edward introduced. "This is Steven Rogers. Guys, this is my father. Lord Robert Cavendish, Duke of Eastwick and this is my mother, Lady Delores Cavendish, Duchess of Eastwick."
"Steven Rogers…." Lady Cavendish waited for Steve to say something.
"Steven Rogers of what?" Lord Cavendish too was very interesting.
Nat could sense that her boyfriend was really uncomfortable with the situation. He held her hand tight and trying to come with some answer that will not embarrassed her or making her look bad.
"Steven Rogers of East Hamptons, you grace. I am only mere commoner. My family, both father and mother's, descended from Irish."
"Oh" Duke of Eastwick said
Steve knew that expression. He knew the Duke thought he was some kind of royalty to date the future Grand Duchess like Nat.
Why the fuck did he accept the stupid invitation to this stupid party anyway?
"We hope you enjoy our little party." Lady Delores said.
"Thank you, your grace." Nat replied and pulled Steve away.
But Edward snatched Natasha away from Steve again, saying that his friends wanted to meet her. Steve told her that he will wait at the bar.
Steve ordered as glass of whiskey, praying to god that this night will end soon. This is the first time in his life that he felt left out in the social event like this. He always the center of the attention when it came to the high society of Upper East side but this time, no one seemed to interest in him because he wasn't from a royal family.
Steve could see some people bowed and curtsied at his girlfriend and he could read her lips that she told them she wasn't a princess or anything.
Edward invited Nat to meet the group of his royalty friends and Nat brought Steve with her. He got a little intimidated and stuff. Edward took Nat away to introduce her to his friends. All night he kept watching her from his spot, seeing the smile on her face was enough to help him through this night.
Nat quickly became the center of attention. Everyone wanted to know her and befriended with her. She remembered everything Steve thought her back at the parents' gala. She saw him stood across the room, standing at the bar but he didn't even look at her. Her smile faltered a little.
She shouldn't come here, not to mention bring him along with her.
"You're a very lucky man, Rogers." Someone approach Steve from his right. It was Edward, looking smug as he could be. "To have a woman this amazing with you."
"I know I'm lucky. I don't need you to remind me."
"You got yourself the one of the last Romanov left. It would be quite a social climbing step for you."
"I don't need any social climbing, Cavendish. I'm one of the Rogers."
"Well, but you are not a royalty. She belongs to another society that out of your league."
"And you say she belongs with you more than me?"
"Why would she choose someone like you?" "Someone with bad reputation. Someone with deep dark dirty past like yourself. You think you could have her with you forever, Rogers? She will leave you once she satisfied with this teenage dream and choose a man who can provide her with everything and anything that she want. She will never have to sleep with one eye open, afraid that you might leave her."
"Because she loves me and she doesn't love you, Cavendish."
"Don't get me wrong, Rogers. She's my friend and this is an honest talk between me and you." "Don't be selfish to keep someone like her with you, Rogers. You will only pull her down. And don't be so blind that she will not leave you for a better man. You cannot give her true happiness."
Edward left Steve to do his thinking. The man's words hit the point home. He slammed his whiskey glass on the bar and sighed heavily.
And then the scene in the movie popped in his head in the most perfect timing.
"I don't like this ending..."
"Don't like the ending, my dear Duke?"
"Why should the courtesan chose the penniless sitar player over the maharajah who is offering her a lifetime of security? That's real love. Once the sitar player has satisfied his lust he will leave her with nothing. I suggest that the courtesan chose the maharajah."
"But, but tell me, that ending does not uphold the Bohemian ideals of truth, beauty, freedom, and..."
" I don't care about your ridiculous dogma! Why shouldn't the courtesan chose the maharajah?"
Damn! Steve muttered in his head. How could he let that dude in his head like this? He knew Nat loves him but he doubted why would she choose someone like him.
As Steve looked among the crowd, he found Natasha was talking to the group of highborn, probably, member of royal family. Something strike him hard. She belonged to those people not him.
He fisted his hand, inhaled deeply before walking out of the room to the balcony.
He needed some fresh air.
Nat couldn't find Steve all night. She texted him that she wanted to leave now and he appeared out of nowhere. She said to him she was sorry for dragging him to this party but he replied nothing to her. Just gave a soft smile and kissed her.
She knew something was wrong with him but she was too busy with the rehearsal, her homework, her study. She knew she barely have time for him lately but Steve, being the perfect boyfriend he was, waiting for her at the auditorium every day. Nat knew he was trying to support her as much as he could even he didn't like being here at all.
Today was their two month anniversary and they will have a romantic dinner together. Steve was waiting for her at the auditorium again.
Today's rehearsal was the scene that she will sing a duet with Edward.
"Never knew I could feel like this
Like I've never seen the sky before
I want to vanish inside your kiss
Every day I love more and more
Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings
Telling me to give you everything
Seasons may change, winter to spring
But I love you until the end of time"
Steve tensed up in his seat again. Why on earth he have to watch a man serenade a song to his girlfriend? He loved this song but now it was nothing but a venom in his heart. It was really painful.
Come what may
Come what may
I will love you until my dying day
Steve watched as Edward held Nat in his arms, held her close, touching, dragging his hands along her arms. Jealousy strung in his body, spike up his blood, boiling the poisonous feeling to the breaking point.
Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place
Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace
Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste
But our world revolves around you
And there's no mountain too high
No river too wide
Sing out this song I'll be there by your side
Storm clouds may gather
And stars may collide
But I love you until the end of time
Even her voice was captivating, beautiful but he hate that she wasn't for him. She sing in for someone else. He hate himself for feeling this way but he couldn't stop. It was overwhelming and it got the best of him.
Jealousy had it way to interfere with the perfect relationship and yet, another scene came into his mind.
"We have a dance in the brothels of Buenos Aires. It tells the story of the prostitute and a man who falls in love with her. First, there is desire. Then, passion. Then, suspicion. Jealousy. Anger. Betrayal. When love is for the highest bidder, there can be no trust. Without trust, there can be no love. Jealousy, yes, jealousy will drive you mad."
Jealousy was driving him mad right now when the song ended and Edward kissed her. Steve stood up and walked out of the auditorium. He didn't sign up for this. It was their two month anniversary and he had to watch his own girlfriend kissed with another man!
He will not take this shit anymore. It took him only one week and a half to eventually snap.
Steve felt anger roared inside him. He threw a punch at the wall to let out his anger once he was out of the auditorium. He could feel his whole body shaking. He never ever fucking jealous at any girl. Why the hell that he started now? He couldn't control this fucking feeling.
You love her way too much, Rogers. A voice in his head told him. Way too much for your own good.
Nat came out to find her boyfriend waiting outside. He wasn't even hug or kiss her. He just looked at her and began to walk away. Nat quickened her pace to follow him. They went back to their room to get change for their dinner date. Nat felt a strong hostility from her boyfriend but didn't know what's wrong with him.
They arrived at the restaurant but they sat quietly, both unsure of what to talk about when Steve stared at her with his burning blue eyes and looked like he was about to punch something at the same time. The waiter brought them their food and attempted to talk to Nat. Steve snapped and got up from his seat, pulled the money out and left it on the table before dragging his girlfriend out of the restaurant.
"Steve, what's going on?" Nat asked, trying to shriek away from his tight grip.
"We are going." He growled at her. Voice filled with anger she only heard him use it once.
When they arrived at his penthouse, Steve pressed her up against the wall and ripped the lovely dress off her body with one attempt. Rage taking over him and he couldn't control himself anymore. The useless piece of clothes falling on the floor. Steve crushed her lips with his in one brutal kiss, teeth sinking down on her bottom lips that would likely draw blood. His tongue invaded her, claiming her again and again. He wanted to make sure that there was only his lips left on hers. Only he had the right to kiss her. She was his. He didn't like the thought of sharing her with anyone and that thought again made him kiss her harder. Nat moaned and squirmed under his rough caress. Steve trapped her under his body and quickly removed his one clothes.
He lifted her up from her feet, guiding her legs to wrap around his waist as he carried her into the bathroom. All the while he never took his mouth away from her. He slammed her against the marble wall of his shower stall. Hand scrambled for the water dial and turned on the hot shower. Nat shivered in anticipation. He was never this aggressive toward her.
His grips at her arms and legs was tight that she was sure he would leave nice bruises on her. His hard length pressed against her inner thigh. Nat quietly whined and pulled his neck down to her neck, urging him to kiss her there, touching her, doing something to her.
But instead he used one of his hand to pull her hands away from him, grabbing her wrists, placing it above her head, "Keeps your hands there." He growled into the skin of her neck. His commanding voice made her shivered "Or you will not get fuck tonight."
Nat shuddered at his attitude. This was a completely different Steve Rogers she knew. Nat uncontrollably moaned when he assaulted her neck. Brutally biting, sucking, licking, completely showed no mercy on her soft skin.
"Mine. Natasha, you're all mine." He growled. Voice gone hoarse. Teeth biting on her collarbone, not pulling away until he left purple hickeys on her. "You get that? All of you is mine. No one can take you away from me."
Nat involuntarily arched her back and bucked her hips at his declaration. She didn't know why but it turned her on in a weird way. Steve didn't think straight anymore, caught up with his rage, lust and jealousy. He didn't think of anything except for marking her. He needed to mark her for everyone to see. For the whole world to know that she was all his. Again and again until the last person get the damn message. She was his, with every right he had.
"Still on pills?" He asked. The very last sign of showing he still had some sanity left.
Nat nodded and screamed in pain when Steve entered her without asking any further permission. He wasn't prepared her for his invasion. Nat wasn't aroused enough to accommodate his huge cock. She lowered her arms to hold on to him but he growled at her, biting hard on the soft skin of her neck.
"Keep it where I told you."
His invasion was nothing sweet or gentle. Is was a pure desire to claim her, to process and to make her his. Marked her for everyone to see. Even though Steve heard Nat's painful scream but the searing pain burning inside him overpowered everything else. The sting of venomous feeling piecing his heart. He knew if she want him to stop, she could just say it and he will stop.
He hoped he can do it.
Her eyes widened, lips parted in a silent moan as he began to thrust brutally into her, making her body shake by his powerful slams. She was so impossibly tight around him and it made every thrust he felt pleasing burn. It had been almost a week that they didn't do it. Another goal came to his mind. He wanted to make sure that he would ruin sex with any other man for her. The thought only made him thrust into her as hard as he could, forcing a scream out of her.
Nat whimpered every time she felt him bumped against her cervix. With every thrust of his hitting her g-spot, Nat couldn't do anything but moaned. Tears running down from the corner of her eyes but Steve, no signing of any sanity left within him, kissed the tears away from her.
"Don't cry, baby. I'm not quite done yet."
His lips nibbling her earlobe and whispered how good he felt. He knew all of her weaknesses, what he could do to make her completely surrender to him. The realization was more than enough to make him realize how much power he hold over her. He pounded into her with everything he had. Her cheeks flushed red and chest heaving, trying to get some air into her lung but Steve continued to force a scream out of her. She called out his name and every word that left her mouth felt like a prayer. He crushed his lips with hers again, making them both gasping in each other's mouth.
"Tell me you are mine."
"I'm—I'm all yours, Steve."
That was all he needed to hear. He felt she was getting close. His pace turning into frenzies jerks. He didn't stop when she came. Her walls tightened around him and Nat screamed out with pure pleasure and sunk her teeth down on his shoulder, hands fall from where he told her, wrapping around his neck as her body wrecked, convulsing and forcing him to come with her. He shouted and pressed his lips down on her neck as he emptied himself into her. Filling her up and made Nat whimpered with every twitch of his cock inside her.
"You are all mine." He repeated the words again and kissed her passionately.
Steve pulled his cock out of her but still held Nat tight in his arms as he cleaned both of them up and dried them with towel. His hands barely left her same as his eyes. Steve gently placed her on their bed and positioned himself above her. He pulled her hands above her head again but Nat refused to do so.
"Keep your hands there! Don't make me tie you down." He growled.
His dominance was nearly suffocated her and Nat had enough of this. She will not give it to him again unless he talked to her.
"Wait! Babe, stop!" She pushed him away. Steve stopped but didn't let go of her. "What's going on?"
"Nothing." He lied. He won't tell her that he was fucking jealous of her. Steve dipped his head down to kiss her but Nat stopped him again.
"Steve, stop it. We're not gonna do it again until you tell me what is going on with you?"
He looked at her. His eyes still burned with jealousy and anger but it softened instantly when he met her beautiful green eyes. His demeanor slowly changed back to his usual self. Then pain, shame and guilty flooded his blue orbs. Nat kissed him.
"Please tell me what did I do wrong to make you angry at me." She said in a sad tone that made Steve's heart crushed.
"No, you did nothing. I—I just—I'm sorry, Nat." He couldn't admit it out loud that he was jealous. It was childish and he was a grown ass man. He shouldn't be jealous toward her. "I hurt you."
"Steve, you gotta talk to me. If anything I do bothering you, you can tell me right away. This is how the relationship of a grown up goes, we talk things out."
"You're not gonna leave me, right?" He said it out of nowhere.
"Why you say that all of the sudden?"
"Tell me you're not gonna leave me."
"Steve, you making me fear."
"Nat…"
"You know I will not leave you. I love you, Steven Rogers." She confirmed and kissed him to chase away his fear. "Can you tell me now why are you say those things?"
"It's nothing, baby."
"Liar"
"I'm not lying— well, I'm just afraid of losing you to someone—"
"Oh my god! This is about Edward, isn't it? You found him a little intimidated by all of his fancy title."
"Yeah, I'm a little intimidate by that Earl of Something. I'm jealous, okay!"
"I'm all yours, baby. You don't have to be afraid."
"I'm yours too. But I'm just afraid that one day you might realize that you can find a better man than me and left me."
Nat kissed him to chase away all his fear. "I'm all yours even I have to kiss a guy in acting but it means nothing because he's not you. You are the only one that means everything to me."
Steve smiled at her for the first time. All of his doubt was gone. He owed her again. This amazing woman can easily forgive him and bring him back, saving him from himself.
He couldn't ask for anything better in his life when he got her.
"You know that I will give up everything for you, right?" Steve whispered "The king willing to give up this kingdom to be with you."
"Is that an encrypt way of saying that I stop being friend with those football jerks?"
"Uh huh…" He murmured "I want to spend the rest of my life with you." He whispered between the kiss "Because I know that if it wasn't you, I better be alone for the rest of my life."
He deep blue eyes starred at her green ones and smiled at her before slowly brought his lips to hers once again and said,
"Will you marry me?"
