His Dark Pleasure
Kane’s POV
The search for Cleopatra has turned into a nightmare that I can’t get out of. I poured my frustration on any of my members that crossed my path.
I could stand the risk of losing everything I’ve planned so far if she discovers who she really is. Would I still be able to bend her to my will?
I growled angrily at how everything was working against me. First I learnt that the wolf hunters I’ve been grooming for a bigger invasion on Williams have all been arrested. Why did they have to act without any instruction from me? Maybe I should have killed them first. What if Williams had a hand in this and they get to mention my name?
The fact that my reliable spy in that pack, Cleopatra, is still missing made the frustration worse.
And why the fuck have I not heard anything from the spies I planted? Are they not afraid anymore that I could hurt their mates and loved ones? ‘
“Maybe it’s time I sent them a gentle reminder,” I swore coldly.
Uneasiness gnawed at me. I was restless. My secret weapon is still missing. What the fuck has Jack been doing all these while anyway?
I stood up angrily and went to the room where I had the lady tied up secretly. I wanted to pour out my anger, to regain some sort of control and what better way to do it than to mess around with my plaything?
As soon as the door slammed behind him, I heard her weak whimper and smiled. I slowly made my way to the bed, humming a taunting tune. I took my belt off and slammed it into the air. She cried silently and flinched at the sound.
Seeing her all afraid made me feel strong and in control. I got on the bed and whipped her thighs with the belt over and over again until her thighs were swollen and blood tickled out.
She couldn’t shout, her mouth was gagged, I would have loved to hear her scream in fear. But I can’t risk anyone finding out what really happens here.
Only one person is allowed into this room apart from me and that is Rick, my personally trained bodyguard. I cut off his tongue so he doesn’t talk much.
“Did you miss me?” I whispered and threw my head back in a deep laughter when she whimpered. “Are you scared?” I muttered and bent down to her thighs. Slowly I licked the blood that came out while I hit her. She whimpered, making me feel more powerful.
“Where is Cleopatra?” I asked her, with a crazy look in my eyes and she shook her head vehemently. “You don’t know?” I said and pushed her legs further apart.
She begged me with her eyes, her expression and her tears but I enjoyed it. The thrill. The look on her face made me feel like a god. I took my pants off and leaned in, my breath hot on her neck, “if you can’t help me find Cleopatra, then do me a favor and help me find pleasure,” I whispered and she started muttering inaudible words.
Without warning I drove into her, whipping her with the belt with each stroke. After a while, I dropped the belt and drove faster and faster with each thrust. She struggled a little but what more can she do? Her hands and legs are spread and tied up.
I could feel myself getting to the peak and then pulled out on her face. A drop slipped into her parted lips and her expression changed. She tried arching her back, as if telling me to release into her mouth.
That pissed me off. I want her to experience pain and not pleasure. Her reaction took the feeling of dominance I felt and I lashed out, whipping her with the belt. But this time, she didn’t whimper or cower. She smiled and moaned, like she enjoys it.
Somehow, it felt…nice.
I was feeling pleased, so I untied her legs. She wiggled them and winced at how stiff they were.
“I’ll send someone to clean you up,” I said in a hoarse tone and with that I quickly put on my clothes and left the room, locking it securely behind me.
That wasn’t what I wanted or expected but somehow, I liked every bit of it.
Should I just move her to my private quarters? After a brief thought, I decided it would be best, since no one in my pack goes there uninvited. I made that rule after the eavesdropping incident that happened the last time, I still didn’t find who it was.
Remembering that made the thought of Simone cross my mind. He still has Alex and could use him against me any day. I think it’s time I handle that for good.
I went straight to my private quarters for a bath but on my way there, I was stopped by Beta Jack.
The look in his face was unpleasant and it brought back the feeling of frustration I’ve been having all week.
“Any news?” I demanded, as soon as we stood close enough.
“Sort of. Simone reported that he sighted Cleopatra in town but lost sight of her afterwards,” he replied.
My heart sank. Wait what? She went into town which means that she’s not being held captive, why isn’t she back home then? Or did she discover anything? I thought, as fear began to creep in.
“How the fuck did he lose sight of her!” I growled angrily and Jack stepped back.
“He had to use the restroom,” he replied, scratching his hair. “But what we know now is that she’s safe. We just have to wait for her to come home.”
“Wait?!! You mean I should wait for that fucking bitch to decide when to come back? Is that a joke? Do I look like a joke to you?” I barked angrily and he whimpered at the sound of my Alpha voice, his gaze fixed to the ground.
“I’ll get right on sending men into the forest to find her, Alpha,” I heard him say.
“Of course you should! Now get right to it,” I said dismissively and started walking away.
“Sorry Alpha, I also have a message from Alpha Dylan,” he said abruptly, causing me to stop on my track.
“What does that faggot want now?” I asked, obviously not interested in whatever it was.
“I don’t know what it is exactly, it’s in this paper,” he said, handing me a piece of paper that was neatly folded. Something about the paper reminded me of the time one of our guards was killed with a spear.
I carefully opened it up and I could swear that my heart stopped beating for a second. The words were neatly written in bold letters.
‘I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO CLEOPATRA.’
I could literally hear my beat beating faster in my ears. Was he the one that overheard us that night?