Trigger warning: This chapter contains depictions of sexual assault and rape that may be traumatizing to some readers.

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LILITH

The huge house Adam and I shared was as modest as any rock face in Eden, tucked away in a wooded area. Its windows were big and open to the sun's rays. The granite walls appeared to have grown naturally from the sacred ground where they were located, as though it had been summoned to existence to defend us who lived in it.  It had, after all, been built by the creator himself.

From my window, I was offered a lovely view of Eden, gazing out at the houses, the rivers, and the mountains. I spent a lot of my alone time observing the seasonal changes. It was a boring lifestyle but I had nothing else to do.

Behind the house was a garden so lovely it appeared to have been fostered by nature. The flowers streamed both inside and outside of it and there was a tall tree standing in the middle with fruits that sparkled in the sunlight and vivid green leaves. It remained the same despite the fact that the seasons changed, and yet it was the only tree whose fruit we couldn't eat. 

"Hmmm, my love", Adam said, encircling my waist with his arms, "what are you thinking about?"

"I want to go out to the garden", I said, still gazing out the window, "and pick out some fruits to eat"

"We have more than enough food here, don't we?" he asked as he kissed my neck. 

"Yes, but we don't have my favorite fruits anymore"

He spun me around and I met his eyes. They were intently studying me. After a short while, he grinned.

"I don't want to go out today, my love", he said, "why don't I get you some of the food in the house and we'll spend the day together?"

"I can go outside and get it myself"

"You're not leaving this house unless you're with me," he said, his brows furrowing slightly. 

He was becoming angry.

"Adam...", I called out but he already turned around and was heading for the door.

"I'll go get you some food, okay?", he said as he walked out and shut the door.

I inhaled deeply and looked down at my hands. They were trembling. I couldn't understand why, so I clasped them together, shut my eyes, and concentrated on breathing. Adam had his reasons for acting the way he did. He must have. I just needed to keep my composure and figure out what they were. 

A little while later, the door opened once more, and this time, he entered while carrying a bowl of fruits. I noticed they were his favorites.

He remarked, "Look, these are really tasty," and then he closed the door. He sounded pleased with himself. 

I remained silent. 

"Are you really hungry?", he asked as he placed it on a stool next to the bed, "because i-"

"Why don't you let me do the things I want to do?", I asked.

He took a while to glance down at the bowl before turning to face me. A frown appeared on his face.

"Why are you interrupting me?" he asked, "I was going to ask if you were really hungry and if you would like some meat as well." 

"Because I don't care about the food"

"You said you were hungry, Lilith. Why are you-"

"I'm not hungry anymore"

"You ought to hold off speaking until I've finished."

"I can speak whenever I want to!", my voice was louder than I meant for it to be and my hands were still shaking. On the other side of the room, Adam appeared unnervingly composed. 

"Come here", he commanded.

"No"

"I won't say it again, Lilith." 

I approached him with a knotted tummy. He didn't wait until I was close enough to him before he reached out and grabbed me by the neck firmly, drawing me nearer to him.

"What's wrong with you, my love?", he asked, "have I not been paying enough attention to you?"

He spun me around, pushing me on the bed. White sheets made of some type of animal skin covered it. When I heard rustling behind me, I figured he was taking off his clothes so I crawled to the other end of the bed to get off.

He grabbed me by the legs and pulled me back.

"Adam, let me go!", I cried.

He didn't listen. He casually raised the hem of my gown to give him a view of my ass. I met his hands, struggling desperately to yank my dress back down.

"Move your hands", he said flatly.

"No"

He immediately slapped my hands away, pulled down my panties with one hand, and held my neck down with the other.

I felt his body against mine and he relaxed his hold on my throat. With his free hand, he softly rubbed my ass and settled on holding onto my waist.

As my breathing became more rapid, I began to sob gently, "Adam, please stop."  

He leaned in to give me a cheek kiss "why?" he asked, "Do you not like it? I know this is what you want."

Between us, I could feel his cock arching up and pushing against my ass. He shoved it against me and offered a halfhearted hump, pushing me even closer to the bed.

I closed my eyes and waited for it to end.

Adam directed his cock toward my folds and slid in quickly. He sighed with delight as his fingers tightened around my neck. As he pulled out and shoved it back in, pain shot through my body. I was nowhere near ready and I thought I would faint. 

His thrusts accelerated as he growled like an animal in my ear. His forceful cock made me feel as though I was being torn apart, and I couldn't help but cry. Adam responded by growling in satisfaction and continuing to furiously fuck me.

I gave up fighting it. All I could hear were the birds chirping outside and I could feel the soft sheets. I heard Adam grunting behind me as he neared his release. He pulled me up against his body and reached into my dress to grip my breasts. He squeezed them gently and my arms fell limp by my sides.

He moaned into my ear while giving me every kiss he could manage. He kissed my neck, my ears, my cheeks, and my back. He squeezed my breasts and toyed with my nipples as he started to tremble and release the first stream of cum into me.

"I love you, Lilith," he said as he came, giving a couple more thrusts. "I love you a lot." 

I didn't respond. He pulled out and released me, letting me fall back to the bed. I turned around to face him and his eyes grew softer as he gazed at me. 

"Lilith...", he reached out to touch me, but when I quickly backed away, he seemed startled. 

"Don't touch me", I said.

"Why?"

Why?

I quickly exhaled, "I don't..." 

He stretched out and softly caressed my cheek, "Is it because I got angry and made you cry?" 

I shivered under his touch.

"I'm sorry i made you cry but you rejected me", he said, "I'm your husband. You shouldn't turn me away." 

I closed my eyes as he gently kissed me on the cheek. As tears began to fall down my face, I realized that i didn't want to be in that room. I didn't want to be with Adam. As he pulled away from the kiss, a strong urge to flee as far as my legs would take me tugged at my chest. I wondered how i could do that. If he was made for me and I, for him and then why did it hurt to be loved by him?

He smiled. I suddenly hated his smile.

"I love you", he said.

I wiped my tears, "I love you too", I lied.