His Sadistic Desires

Athena


For the past few days, the only time I got to see Sebastian was when he'd come to my room and use me like every other day. He indeed made me feel like an object; He treated me like one.

But somewhat there was no chance of getting used to his tortures. Each day he was giving me another reason to crave an escape.

Maybe there was a time when I'd desperately prayed to meet my mate, but Sebastian Valdez has left me with no other want other than getting out of his cage. He was lethal and his venomous nature was even more lethal.

I wanted to run away far away from him and never come back.

These few days were enough for me to accept the bitter reality that he did not deserve to be called a mate; He was a bloody sadistic being.

I didn't even want to see his face. He disgusted me. Every time he came in front of me, the memories of everything he did to me would flash in front of my eyes like a projector.

I wished I could escape from this hell...

Suddenly the door of the room opened with a loud bang.

I jumped in my place in shock, and my hand flew to press against my mouth to stop my gasp.

Walked in the last person I wanted to see—Sebastian. His entire body was covered in sweat, there were a few cuts that covered his chest, his hair was a mess, and his blue eyes looked pitch black, so dark that they resembled the darkness of the woods.

Fear crawled up my insides. His presence terrified me.

I pressed my back against the headboard as he closed the door shut and walked closer to me.

Something about his calmness today was unusual. It gave away a bad omen; Seemed like the silence before the deadly storm.

He silently walked over to me, his dark orbs set on me and a chill ran down my spine. However, he stopped a few feet away. A strange feeling twisted in my gut.

I did not want to be near him. I did not want his filthy hands on me again.

I stayed frozen on my spot on the bed, fisting my trembling hands to my sides. He rested his hands on the foot of the bed and beckoned me to get closer.

Provoking him was only going to bring more misery for me, so I slowly gathered myself and moved towards him, putting my weight on my knees to get myself there.

Once I reached closer, he grabbed me by the back of the neck and pulled my face so close that I could feel his breath on me. The woodsy smell that came from him, and the particles of soil indicated that he had just come from a run.

But why did he go for a run?

I couldn't even finish my thoughts when I felt the sharp pain attack my neck, my eyes went wide, and my lips parted as the scream tore through my mouth. The smell of my own blood hit my nose and my head spun for a second.

My eyes followed to look at the blood that now trailed down my shoulder— He'd dug his claws into my neck. It was not enough to kill me but it felt like even death was better than this.

"I wish you knew how much I hate you, Athena," His voice was dangerously low and filled with venom.

It was ironic that he thought I did now how much hate he had got stored in his heart for me.

I knew how much he hated me. Indeed I could see it in his stone-cold eyes and he had already made to make me feel every drop of it.

"You are talking as if it's a secret..." Tears ran down my cheeks and a bitter chuckle slipped past my lips.

A flicker passed through his eyes upon my reaction and it seemed like I have definitely triggered some nerves.

"You think you have gone through all of it?" He let out a laugh, "How naive of you!"

For a second there was amusement covering his face and at the moment it was the very familiar rage, an impassive expression that couldn't be read no matter how hard I'd try.

He suddenly let go of my neck and grabbed a fistful of my hair, the grip was so hard it made my entire scalp burn in an instant.

"You have seen nothing. Not even one percent, not even close to it," He growled, "What you have seen was just a glimpse, and you can't even imagine what is waiting for you ahead."

"Why don't you just kill me?" It was the mere whisper that left my mouth.

"Because I am no saint who'd make it easy for you, Athena. If there's anything I love in this world is to cause you pain, see you die little by little, and your helplessness that will make you end up in my cage every time." A sinister took place on his lips and to increase his torture he used the claws of his other hand to pierce the skin on my hip.

A sharp hiss tore from my mouth.

I did not know from where I got the courage but I finally seethed, "Monster," I said, "You are a bloody monster."

He only chuckled in response, a laugh that held no emotion whatsoever.

"Yes, I am a monster," He spoke, "And you wanna see what this monster can do? Let me show you."

He roughly pushed me onto the bed so that I drop on my back and he got on before he hovered me.

"You have already made it and hell for me, there's nothing more you can do to break me," I tried to keep my voice strong, but I was miserably failing.

No matter how much I tried....the fact that he was my mate, connected to my soul, still hurt me.

"There are always ways to break someone...."He leaned closer to my face, looking right through my soul as he locked me under his intimidating gaze, "And trust me, I have not even started breaking you yet."

"I hate you." Tears streamed down my face.

I hated how weak I felt every time it was about him, I hated how he treated me, I hated how he made me feel!

"No you don't, Athena," There was not even a drop of doubt in his voice, "If you did, these tears in your eyes wouldn't have been there. You wouldn't be this weak if you knew how to hate. And it's your misery that you have emotions alive within you, and this makes you weak and pathetic."

His words began stabbing me in the heart. It was hurtful to accept but it was true that whatever he was saying was right.

"You can't hate me even if you want to, no matter how I treat you.....this mate bond between us, makes you weak when it came to me. You want to hate yet you can't because these useless sentiments have gotten a hold of you," He spoke, "You are miserable, Athena. You are weak."

"Stop it!" I wanted to cover my ears at this point but I couldn't because he pinned them above my head.

"But I am not weak, Athena. I don't give a damn about this mate bond. I have got no emotions or drawbacks. And pain is my only language." He buried his nose in the crook of my neck, tracing it up and down as he took in my scent, "And 'tears' is yours."

"Stop!"

He was right— There are always ways to break someone. And now, with his words, he was doing the exact thing.

"You are unable to hide your feelings, Athena. You are easy to read and vulnerable and that is what gives me power over you, and no matter how hard you try you still can't resist me. You can't stop seeing me as your mate."

"A sadistic monster can never be my mate!" I bit back the sob that fought to tear through.

His dark chuckle was sounded throughout the room upon my statement, and for a brief second, he said nothing.

"That's why you are trying to convince yourself because deep down you know—You have already lost." This was it, he did not give me another chance to speak.

He harshly flipped me so that I lay on my front and the next moment he tore my dress from the back.

I knew I couldn't fight his strength. I knew my struggles would mean nothing and only increase the turmoil within me.

So I just silently laid there, as he shredded my clothes one by one.

"This is what is called hatred—I don't want to keep you alive yet I am not killing you because I don't want you to find peace."  He opened his pants and positioned his hard member against my opening.

More tears ran down my cheeks.

I felt so low about myself. He has indeed shattered me; All my dreams and last hopes that somehow, used to make me feel alive.

"Yes. I am a sadist. I am a monster and this a monster fucking you!" He penetrated me from the back all at once, and I muffled my scream by burying my head into the pillow.

"I own you. Every nook of your skin, your body and soul." He forcefully pushed two of his fingers in my back passage and this time I cried out loud.

"And each of your tears. They are all mine." He growled leaning closer to my ear and then he set his pace, rapidly moving in and out of me, breaking me with every thrust.

He was relentless. More than any other time.

I held onto the bedsheets, trying with all my strength to keep them together as he pounded me from the back like a hungry animal.

As he grabbed the side of my hip, his sharp claws dug into my skin.

At the same time his fingers in my back hole, began moving in and out causing the pain to surge through my entire body.

Like all the other times, he was not at all gentle. He was rough, in fact brutal.

"Oh my god." I sobbed.

The way he was constantly penetrating me, hitting the hilt each time, was hurting me so bad.

When I couldn't help it anymore and began struggling to get out of his hold, it was getting too much for me to handle. I couldn't bear the pain anymore.

He growled and grabbed my neck; He harshly pushed me back on the bed once again.

This time, his thrusts went wild. He thrust in and out with his huge length, like a beast. Assaulting my back passage with the swift actions of his fingers.

Suddenly a sharp cut through the skin on my back, and a loud scream tore through my throat. He did not stop with just one cut, with his blade-like claws he drew more cuts until my blood began dripping down to the sheets.

"The blood that runs in veins, I own it too." He pressed his nose against my spine, inhaling the scent of my blood.

He was destroying me. He was crushing every bit of life I had left within myself. And worst of all, he enjoyed each moment; He relished my pain.

Inhaling the scent of my blood he traced his nose upwards and pressed it against my neck before he bit down on my shoulder.

My body began going numb at this point. My vision began getting blurry.

My breathing came out as pants and suddenly a release washed over me.

My walls clenched around his length before another released followed by after a few moments.

Sebastian grunted, his grip on my neck tightened. He curled his fingers in my back passage and a whimper tore through my throat.

Moments later Sebastian finally reached his climax. He filled me with his seeds and rested his forehead against my back, he sagged heavily over me but then he got up and pulled himself out of me.

"This is your fate, Athena. You are stuck with me and now you'll have to burn in this hell of mine till the day your soul leaves your body." He said as he wore his pants causing a stabbing pain to attack my heart.

And then he walked out of the room, leaving the door shut once again.