Pound of flesh
*Content Warning: Violence of a sexual nature is depicted in this chapter and may be triggering for some readers.*
My fingers trembled as I glared down my nose at Ethan. This false sense of power flows through my body and I imagine all the ways I would love to end him. His slimy hands slid up my thighs and rested on my hips as I straddled him. His hardness jerks against my backside and bile rushes to my mouth. I swallowed it down and lower my hands. They glide down my body and his eyes tracked the movement.
Mechanically, I ground my hips and when I knew he was entranced I lowered myself. His eyes flickered to my face before lowering back to where my body lifted up off of his. While he was distracted I extended my claws slowly.
After I prayed to the Moon Goddess for strength and agility as I drove my claws toward his chest. They pierced skin and he roared. My hand sunk an inch into his flesh and I could taste freedom on the tip of my tongue. His hands gripped both of my wrists and I looked into his eyes. Anger shone brightly in his but I was sure he could see the eagerness in mine.
I pushed against his grip and he grunted as he pulled one of my hands out of him. His eyes flashed yellow as his wolf pushed forward. I screamed with anguish as I realized I would soon be defeated. I wouldn’t be able to fight him off much longer, but I would have my pound of flesh.
I clenched my hand and dug my nails deeper. A guttural growl ripped from his lips and a sick smile of satisfaction spread across mine. He yanked hard, tearing my claws from his chest, I tore out a chunk of his flesh at the same time. In a flash of movement, I was below him, at his mercy, but I couldn’t find it in me to be scared.
I threw my head back and laughed manically. His hands wrapped around my neck and he squeezed. I continued to laugh as I choked. Ethan squeezed tighter and I fought to fill my lungs with air. I ripped and clawed at his fingers but he didn’t let go. My heartbeat pounded in my ears.
As soon as I accepted my fate, Ethan released me. I gasped for air has his fingers gripped my thigh and calf. Right when I thought I was going to die, Ethan released me. I gasped for air as his fingers gripped my thigh and calf. They were lifted as I inhaled another breath of air. I pushed against his chest but it did nothing against the brute strength of the Alpha on top of me. He thrust against me and I was forced to take him again. He growled and bent me in half as he lowered himself so that he was right in front of me. I couldn’t get away. The bed shook with each thrust of his hips and he nipped at my neck. I pushed against his face but he slammed his face against me. I was made to look the opposite way.
“I want you to remember this. The feeling of being beneath me and knowing that you are weak. At no time could you have escaped. It doesn’t matter how many times you tried to break free, you’ll never be free of me, Adealine. I could mark you. I could do it… right… now,” Ethan grunted as he dragged his canines across the sensitive flesh of my neck.
The tears flowed so easily. I was filled with desperation and anger. I wanted to be rid of this piece of shit on top of me and the rest of this goddess-forsaken pack. I hated that I was powerless and even though I didn’t want to admit it, I was weak. An angry wail filled the air as I gave in and acknowledged that I was doomed to fight this beast every night for the foreseeable future. I clawed at him as his thrusts quickened. He groaned as if my fight only pleased him. His movements became jerkier and I panicked.
“Get out of me! Stop! You’re going to come!” I yelled through my sniffling and hiccups.
Ethan ignored me and slammed into me and stilled. I froze as he emptied inside of me. My jaw dropped as I stared up at him. His eyes were closed as he twitched.
No, no, no.
Remembering myself, I thrashed and clawed at him. He got what he wanted. I needed to get him off of me. He didn’t need to be on me. I jerked against him. He growled, releasing his grip on me, and hopped off of me. My legs dropped to the bed. I turned from him and pulled my legs up. I curled into myself and shut my eyes tight.
He snickered before he sat up. I stilled as he stood to his feet. I prayed for him to go away. I wanted to be as far away from him as possible. Now that it was done my tears stopped. The cold night air filled the room and I shivered. I needed to wash but I knew he wouldn’t let me go anywhere without him. The last thing I wanted was for him to watch me bathe. There was nothing I could do. There was nowhere for me to go. I prayed for sleep to take me.
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