The Forbidden Alpha

Olivia

A cold splash of water wakes me with a shock. My eyes open and the first thing I see is Shane standing above me. I start to choke as a downpour covers my face. He’s holding an empty bucket over me with a smirk on his face.

“You sick f-” before I can finish the bucket crashes with the side of my head and clatters to the floor. I’m too stunned to say anything and his hand smacks across my cheek slamming me against the steel table. A look of rage replaces the smirk and I feel my hair stand on end.

“I don’t think,” a warm hand reaches out and grips my hair, “that you fully grasp the situation you are in.” Pulling my hair up, Shane’s eyes drift down my face to my lips, and I watch as his eyes dip lower.

“You belong to me now,” he growls as he leans down. His nose glides up the side of my face, “So. Don’t. piss. me. off.” Shane shoves my head down and the floor is pulled out from underneath my feet as I fall into darkness.

***

When I wake up, I don’t know how much time has passed. Light pours in from one of the small windows near the ceiling. I’m still naked… and I’m still cuffed to the table. I blink a few times.

I remember where I am, who I’m with, and what’s happened to me since I’ve been here. What does he want? How long is this going to go on? I just….

I’m too shocked to cry, I look around and notice Devin, Liam, and Shane asleep on the sectionals. Shane sleeps on one and Devin and Liam share the other. My clothing still lays on the floor out of reach. I bite my lip.

I’m sore in places I try hard not to think about. Half of my face pulses painfully and I know without looking that it’s bruised. I swallow as I will the tears to stay down.

His face flashes in my head and I close my eyes. No. I push thoughts of him out of my mind. I won’t break now. I can’t think of him.

I scan the room for something, anything that could be helpful in escaping. Bags litter the floor and my stomach drops as I realize there’s nothing that can help me. I still have hope that I’ll get out of here. I’d be lying if I said that a fraction of it didn’t slip away or die when I found nothing useful nearby.

A noise drags my eyes to the sectional and I see Shane sitting up, watching me with a smirk on his face. How long has he been awake? How long has he been watching me? My heart is beating erratically in my chest and I feign innocence.

He’s wearing black shorts and a white t-shirt, he almost looks normal but I know he’s the farthest from it.

I still as he stands up and strides over to me. In a few seconds, he stands in front of me and I don’t know if I should glare up at him or if I should avoid eye contact. I don’t plan on giving in to him, I raise my eyes and stare up at him.

“I don’t like the way you’re looking at me, pet,” he murmurs. Shane’s friends still haven’t woken up and it feels like it’s just me and him here. I don’t know if I like it more when they’re present or not.

I remain silent and Shane shakes his head acting as if he’s disappointed. He walks over to the wall and I tense as he runs his fingers along the cabinet doors. I struggle against the table but there isn’t much I can do with the cuffs still fastened tightly around my wrists.

They’re laced with wolf’s bane and I flinch as they burn into my wrists. I can’t run, I can’t get away. I watch him hopelessly as he opens one of the cabinet doors and pulls out a black blindfold, a chain, and a wand.

I feel myself relax a little when he closes the cabinet door. Turning around Shane walks slowly towards me. He comes to a stop in front of me again and my heart thrums in my chest as he covers my eyes with the blindfold.

A leather collar wraps around my neck and I hear the chain fall to the table. I swallow as his fingers disappear and I still and I try to listen to what’s going on. Shane takes a step back. He slowly walks around the table and I tense when his fingers slide down my spine.

Fingers grip my hair and pull hard lifting my chin off of the table. I feel his knees as he kicks my legs apart and steps in between. I try not to think as something hard pressed against my cheeks.

I want to plead with him not to take me like last time but before I can say anything he pulls back and slams into my pussy in one stroke. He stills, his hard length is pulsing inside of me. He pulls on my hair again and I whimper as my skull tingles.

I feel him pull out of me and slowly slide back in, he still again and groans. “Oh pet, I’m going to enjoy fucking you over and over again until you’re begging me for more.”

I bite my lip not wanting to anger him while he’s on top of me. His palm pressed down on my lower back as he pulls out of me and quickly sliding back into me. In and out, in and out of me. He finds a slow hard rhythm and I taste blood as I fight the need to cry out.

His hand in my hair disappears and he grips my neck as he pumps inside of me at an achingly slow pace. His hand leaves my neck and I hear the chain rattle against the table.. My neck is pulled back as he leans away from me and I realize he’s holding the chain in his hand and pulling on the collar.