Never satisfied
**CONTENT WARNING: This chapter contains violence, rape, and violence that may be triggering to survivors.**
“Open,” Alpha demands.
I refuse. I do the opposite and clench my thighs together. He growls as he reaches for my thighs. He spreads them wide and soon there won’t be anything between us. He grips his hardened cock in his hand and I brace myself. My fingers wrap around the edges of the table as he lines himself up with my opening. I’m not ready, I’m not wet, but he doesn’t care. It wouldn’t be the first time.
He leans over me and with one thrust of his hips, he enters me. I whimper as he fills me, stretching me uncomfortably. His eyes darken, his muscles flex and his grip on my thigh tightens painfully as he watches my reaction. I lean up and thrust my head against his. I cry out from the pain, but he doesn’t budge. A smile pulls at the corner of his lips.
“There you are,” he whispers.
He pulls back and thrust into me. I jerk upwards with the movement and try to stay as far away from him, but it’s useless. He grips my hips and pulls me down as he thrusts forward again. He straightens pulls me down the table so I’m forced to take his length. I moan as he slams me down on him. His fingers dig into my flesh and I tasted blood as I bit down on my lip to stop myself from crying out again.
I don’t my mate to stir and wake up. I don’t want him to see this, to see me like this. Alpha does the opposite. He throws his head back and grunts every time he pulls me down the table onto his length. I wriggle my thighs, my legs, anything I can to get away, but it doesn’t stop him. He pulled out of me and slammed into me, his ball slapping against my ass as he took me. His stomach flexed as he continued to thrust into me hard and fast. My body sliding up and down the table. I whimpered as the table groaned and with each thrust of his hips, it hurt, it hurt so much.
It was too hard hard hard.
It was too fast.
Please.
Please stop this.
It hurts.
Alpha fucked me without caring about my pain, he was angry. He didn’t care if I felt good, he only cared about himself, his pleasure, and his revenge. He focused on my pain, he wanted it, possibly more than his own pleasure. He lifted a hand and brought it down on my breast. I cried as he lifted his hand and brought it down against my cheek.
Alpha cursed, as if bringing me pain pushed him over the edge. I felt him expand in me, he was getting close, and I wanted to thank the Goddess. My fingers were numb from gripping the table so tight. The chanting grew louder as Alpha chased his orgasm. She was almost yelling now and my body felt weird, it felt wrong. Something was happening, there was wind, and we were inside the eye of a small tornado. It spun around us wildly, my hair flew everywhere. I wanted this to stop, I wanted it all to stop.
Please.
Alpha roared as he came in me. He thrust into me as hot spurts of his seed filled me. My thighs hurt from his thrusting, my head felt heavy. Almost as if it never happened, the tornado was gone, and the witch stopped chanting. There was a bright light and I arched my back as a pain hit and threatened to spit open my skull. I screamed as my heart felt as if it were being ripped from my chest. My body shook as everything changed, I could feel it, my body was changing and my mind was a blur of images.
I didn’t know what was happening, I cried out for my mate. It was at that moment that my heart splintered, cracked, and melted into nothing. If I could grab my chest, I would. It felt hollow. Something hot unfolded and put itself back together. It felt as if my heart was being made new. I couldn’t explain it, but as it grew the chains fell.
When I blinked, everything was gone-the chains, the fear, the hate. The witch circled us and I tried to remember something, something important. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I desperately tried to remember.
“Is it done?” A male voice growled.
“Yes, Alpha. It is done,” the witch answered.
“From here on out?” The male asked.
“Yes.”
“And him?” he asked.
“He’ll never be satisfied, he’ll never have her. He’ll spend the rest of eternity alone,” the witch answered.
“Good. And her?” he asked.
“She’ll stay by your side, she’ll love you and only you,” the witch answered.
I was confused. The voice was familiar but I think, I wasn’t sure what I thought. I blinked as I stared up at the man above me. He leaned over me, his eyes searching my face, green eyes stared down at me. His hands were on me and tingles ran up my body. I shivered, I knew him, I wanted to run my fingers through his beautiful brown hair and kiss his sweet red lips. He offered his hand to me and I took it.
He pulled me up until I was sitting upright. I gasped in pain and held my stomach. I looked up at him, I watched him, waited for him. I wasn’t sure what I wanted for, but it was something. Realization? Understanding? Something was still missing and I didn’t know what it was.
I turned my head to my left to look at something. Was it out of habit, or had something been there? My forehead wrinkled as I struggled to place what was wrong, what was missing. I looked to my right and my forehead wrinkled as my eyes landed on black hair. Fingers gripped my chin and I was turned back to the man in front of me. The corners of his lips turned up as he looked down at me. Even with me sitting, he towered over me. Was it normal to be this big? He grasped my hand in his and I watched as he drew circles in my flesh with his thumb.
“You’re going to be good for me now, aren’t you?” He asked.
“Yes, Alpha. I’ll… I want to make you happy,” I said.
“Call me by my name, Pet,” he said.
He pulled my hand to his lips. The pain I had felt a moment ago was gone. I couldn’t figure out what was wrong and I was starting to wonder why I was trying to find something wrong. There was nothing wrong. Ignoring the need to look back at the man I saw a flash of earlier, I pushed my gnawing curiosity aside. If my love is okay, then so am I. My mate was the only one who mattered.
“Yes, Ethan,” I breathed.
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