The Forbidden Alpha

Olivia

The table screeches against the floor as his pace quickens and he pulls out of me and slams back into me relentlessly. I don’t know how long he’s been thrusting into me but I wish it would end. I wish it would just stop.

Shane pulls out of me and I can hear his deep breathing. He takes a few deep breaths trying to calm himself. His hand comes down on my ass and I jerk forward and a cry leaves my lips.

“You’re loving this as much as I am, aren’t you pet?” He murmurs as his cock slaps against my ass. I feel vile.

“Grip the table pet, I’m going to take you hard and fast,” he orders. I grip the sides of the table and thank the Goddess that no one I know can see me like this. His hands are gone and he thrusts into me so hard I jerk against the table. 

“You’re going to take this dick,” he pulls out and thrusts me again.

“We’re going to do this over and over again until you call me Master,” Shane pulls out of me and slams into me over and over again.

“Oh fuck,” he grunts. He fucks me like a cheap whore and I start to wonder if I am. 

“You’ll only think of me,” he pulls out and slams into me again.

His arm grips my thigh and lefts my left leg so it’s on the table. I feel him pull out of me and I start to think of the pleasure I’m feeling from this. His cock slides in and out of me and I hate as I feel my orgasm rip through my body.

“You filthy little girl,” he moans as he pulls out of my pussy and slams into my ass. “Oh pet… you’re so tight,” he says it like I’ve done something good. He doesn’t give me time to adjust to his size he fucks me hard and mercilessly.

His pace quickens and he slams into me and I feel his seed fill me and I shiver. His grip on me loosens and he pulls out of me. Leaving me empty and cold on the table. My eyes are still covered as he walks away.

“You’ve pleased your Alpha,” he said.

“I hate you,” I cry.

“Keep telling yourself that pet, because what just happened, you wanted it.” A door opens and slams and I cry silently.

I don’t hear the footsteps but a warm sheet covers me and I know it must be Liam. I can’t even ask him for help, I doubt he’d help me. I sob quietly as the footsteps leave the room.

***

Shane and his friends were gone for the rest of the day. The door swung open and I shivered at the cold that wafted in. I was hungry and naked in the same spot he left me in.

The blanket fell to the floor sometime after they left and I couldn’t get the blindfold off of me no matter how hard I tried. I’d suppressed Gem but I missed her. Missed her companionship but I knew why I kept her away.

The door slammed shut and I was pulled out of my thoughts. Their talk stopped as they drew closer and I knew they were looking at me. I could feel their eyes on me. I wished for them to go away and I wished for them to stay.

Goosebumps run like wildfire down my back and across my ass. I’m burning with need and I hate myself for it. I’m humiliated and thoughts of Shane fill my mind because it’s better than thoughts of him. I couldn’t bear thoughts of him right now, not here, not with me.

A shark inhale of breath pulls me back to this room, back to the cold table beneath me, back to who’s in the room with me. A dark chuckle lights a fire low in my belly and I welcome the new sensation that takes my mind off of who I am and what waits for me outside of these walls.

Two sets of footsteps make their way closer to me while one stays back. “Have you been waiting for me, pet?” He murmurs. I bite my lip unsure of how to answer.

“I can see how wet you are for me,” he says but I don’t feel his fingers on me. I don’t feel him but I know he’s near. I squeeze my thighs together but get a spank on the ass. 

“Don’t hide what’s mine from me, pet,” he warns and I hesitate for only a minute before widening my legs for him.

I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t know wh- I’m distracted from my thoughts when a hand grips my chin. Fingers slide across my fingers and my tongue darts out and lick the fingers.

The fingers pinch my bottom lip before a voice rings out, “She’s almost ready,” Devin says to Shane, and my whole body stills.

Electricity licks at my core and I jolt against the foreign sensation. A cold hard object slides in and out of me and I freeze. At the same time fingers pull my chin down opening my mouth.

I block out any thought of escaping, any thought of him, and focus on this.

***

The next two days went on the same way. I didn’t get any food but I’d get a warm blanket on me after Shane left.

I felt exhausted as I lay on the table. The cold I felt from the steel and the sting I felt from the cuffs reminded me I was still alive.

I started to look forward to his visits. It was the only time I felt something other than hunger… something other than cold. His touch started to warm me and his presence no longer scared me.

At this point, I didn’t know if I was waiting for Shane or waiting for death.. I don’t know which one I wanted and that scared me.