Chapter 9

Chapter 9
Kaeleigh’s POV

I was sitting playing games on my tablet when Dayna woke up. She pulled herself from the blanket and frowned, looking around.

“Oh gosh,” she said. “How long have I been asleep?” I glanced over and smiled. 

“About four hours, do you feel any better?” and she smiled and nodded her head.

“Much, thank you.”

We spent the next hour chatting about nothing in particular, while I continued to play on the tablet. It was nice and relaxed. I realised that Dayna and I had become good friends in such a short time, and I hoped, maybe even allies. I thought about seeing if we could change the dressing room into a bedroom for her so she didn’t have to sleep in the basement rooms. I had been told the main house omegas had to live in the main house, and there were thirty or so tiny rooms in the basement. At least the dressing room had a window. I made it a point to speak to Asher about it.

As we were chatting, the door opened, and I was surprised to see Malcolm walk through. He had never been to my room. In fact, I had done my best to avoid him since I had arrived. I knew he would soon be family, but he creeped me out. He was always touchy feely and had a smirk on his face like he was imagining doing awful things to you.

“Ah, Kaeleigh,” he said, smirking at me. “You look wonderful today,” he walked over to the sofa and stared at me. “I am sorry to have missed you at breakfast this morning, but I heard you were a little busy,” he winked at me. It took everything I had to smile and not shudder.

“Malcolm,” I said through gritted teeth, “what a nice gesture to come and see me. What can I do for you today?” Malcolm looked me up and down, like he was undressing me with his eyes, and I kept the smile plastered on my face as he did. Inside, I felt like ants crawling through my skin.

“Mmm, my dear, I’m sure I could think of something entertaining.” His seedy tone sent chills down my skin and my smile faltered a little. “But alas, I am not here for you today, but to borrow someone from you.” He glanced hungrily over at Dayna and she shrank back into the sofa.

“Dayna?” I asked him in shock. “Why do you need her?” I could tell by the look on her face that she was feeling the same discomfort with him that I was, if not more.

“Oh, I assure you, this is a task that only she can help me with.” I was still watching Dayna and I could see what looked like fear in her eyes. I went to try to make some excuse, but she forced a smile on and nodded her head.

“Of course, Alpha Malcolm,” she looked at me. “If you don’t mind, Miss Kaeleigh?” I tried to get a read on her expression, but I couldn’t.

“Good girl,” Malcolm purred as she stood up. “And don’t worry, my lovely future Luna,” he said, looking back at me. “I will ensure that Dayna here is returned within a few hours and plenty satisfied,” he said, and I quirked my head at how he phrased that. But then he took Dayna by the arm and guided her quickly out of the room. I stood and watched them go. I had a bad feeling about this, but I wasn’t delusional enough to assume that I actually have any power here, especially not against Malcolm. I suspected I didn’t want to give him a chance to turn nasty.

I sat back down and started playing on the tablet again, and tried to ignore the uneasy feeling. After about fifteen minutes, I decided I couldn’t settle and to see if I could go and investigate. As long as what they were doing was on this floor, I would be fine. I headed to the door when it opened and Asher walked in, looking stressed. He smiled when he saw me and walked over and briefly kissed my head.

“Ah, my queen,” he said, guiding me back to the sofa. “You didn’t need to greet me at the door. How very little wife of you.” He winked at me, and I scowled at him.

“Well, don’t expect dinner on the table, you cheeky sod,” I glared at him and he chuckled and kissed my cheek. I couldn’t help but melt into him as he sat us down on the sofa. He sat on the corner and pulled me into him so I was snuggled in under his arm. He still felt tense, and I looked at him with concern.

“Are you ok? You seem stressed?” I asked. He smiled at me and nuzzled into my hair. 

“Ah, my queen, I love when you want to look after me.” Asher then tensed up again. He looked around the room before turning back to me.

“Where’s Dayna?” he asked. I gave him a perplexed look. I knew he had slept with her when she was one of his Omega girls, but wasn’t sure I liked him showing an interest now that she was-

Oh shit! I thought. I’m jealous and possessive. This second chance bond was no joke. It felt stronger than I remembered the bond with Chase.

“She’s not here,” I said, trying not to sound offended.

“Okay, I see that,” he responded, his tone clipped. “But where is she?” I pulled away from him and glared at him. 

“Why do you want to know so much?” Asher looked at me with shock on his face before he grinned at me wickedly.

“Oh, sweetheart,” he said, leaning forward. “Are you jealous?” I continued to glare at him as he moved in close. He suddenly grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap, and nuzzled into my neck. I tried to pull away, but he held me tight.

“Aw, baby, I only have eyes for you,” he whispered in my ear as he held me against his chest and kissed and nibble my neck. The sparks ran through my body and I melted into him as he ran his hands up and down my side. I twisted in his lap so I could see him and his lips found mine and he kissed me deeply, slipping his tongue into my mouth to tangle with mine. He lifted me back onto the sofa and broke the kiss before nuzzling into my neck again. I tilted my head, giving him access, only he stiffened up and gripped my forearms and hissed. I tried to pull away again, but he held on tight.

“Ow!” I exclaimed. “Asher, you’re hurting me,” and he pulled away, letting go, panting.

“Sorry sweetheart,” he smiled, but I could see that he was in pain. “I’m just a little stressed.” I cupped his face in my hand and his skin felt hot to the touch. 

“Asher, what’s wrong?” I asked, “You’re burning up.” Asher squirmed under my touch and I saw his hands clenched into fists.

“I’m okay,” he grimaced. “Just a little stressed, I promise. Why don’t we watch a movie to take my mind off it,” and went to pull me into him again, but I pulled away and grinned at him.

“I know another way that might take your mind off things and de stress you,” I said and moved in to kiss him again, ever so lightly, grazing his lips before pulling away again. Asher quirked his eyebrow, and a grin appeared on his face.

“What did you have in mind, babe?” he asked as I straddled his lap and leaned in to kiss him again.

“Shhhh,” I whispered, “Just sit back and relax.” 

I kissed his neck while I worked on the buttons of his shirt, popping them open one by one. Asher groaned as I ran my hands up his now bare chest. I moved my kisses down to his chest and made my way to his nipple. I looked up at him as I circled his nipple with my tongue and watched as lust filled his eyes and he groaned again.

“Oh baby,” he groaned, “that feels so good, so much better than a movie.” I grinned as I replaced my tongue with my teeth, grazing slightly. 

“Oh fuck,” he panted, and slipped his hand into my vest and began palming my breast. He tried to pull me back up, but I resisted. Instead, I kissed down his torso as I worked at the buttons on his jeans. I popped them open and ran my fingers along the edge of his waistline. I climbed off and tugged on his jeans, indicating for him to stand. When he was standing, I then slid them down his strong legs, his boxers following, releasing his hard member from the restraints of clothes. Seeing the size of him brought a hitch to my breath as I kneeled in front of him.

Asher stood looking down at me and ran his fingers through my hair. 

“That’s right, my queen,” he said through his shallow breathing. “Bow to me.” I looked up at him and ran my hands against his member, watching as his eyes closed. I wrapped my hand around his hard package and rubbed up and down the shaft.

“I may be bowing now, but I will be the one to bring you to your knees,” I said. His eyes flew open in shock and I grinned before pushing his cock into my mouth and watched as his head fell back with a groan. I began to ride him with my mouth, slowly at first, but soon I was bobbing quickly. Asher moaned out. 

“Oh goddess baby, yes!” He grabbed my hair in his hands and started pushing deeper into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I let him take control, thrusting himself deeper into me as I slipped one hand into my joggers and rubbed my fingers against my clit. I was already aroused by his pleasure and I could feel my own internal heat ignite and moaned against his dick.

“Baby, don’t you dare,” he panted. “Your pleasure is mine,” and he thrust into my mouth harder, causing me to gag a little. “Hands where I can see them.” I pulled my hand out of my pants.

Suddenly, Asher stopped moving and hissed again. I could feel his fist tighten in my hair. I didn’t know what was wrong, but I took the opportunity to take back control and pushed him as far into my mouth as possible while I grabbed his balls and massaged them. His hisses turned to moans again, and I sped up against him until I felt his hips twitch and he grabbed my hair again and he met my movement with thrusts pushing him deep in. He thrust once more and roared. 

“Oh goddess, Kaeleigh, my queen, yes!” I felt his hot liquid explode into and down my throat. He held me there as he rode his orgasm before I felt his knees buckle, and he dropped to the floor, still panting. I moved up to lie next to him and saw his eyes glaze over and a smug smile appear on his face before his eyes cleared again, and he looked at me with adoring eyes.

“Goddess, you are amazing,” he said as I leaned in to kiss him and he pulled me for a deeper, longer kiss. His hands ran up under my top as he pressed me against him. He rolled us so he was on top and broke the kiss. He looked down at me and smiled.

“I can’t wait to claim you as my own, to have you every way I want!” There was a fire in his eyes which turned wicked as I watched. His smile grew wider into a grin. There was something about the way he looked at me that sent signals to my lower stomach as I felt my own lust awaken again.

“But for now,” Asher said, and then kissed me quickly. “Now, it’s my turn.” Asher jumped up to a standing position and held his hand out to me. I grabbed his hand, and he pulled me up to my feet and I went crashing into his chest. He snaked his arms around me and pulled me in tighter.

“My turn to bring you to your knees, my queen,” he whispered in my ear. Then he grabbed my top and lifted it above my head. I lifted my arms and my top soon landed on the floor. Asher then scooped my legs out from under me and carried me bridal style to the bed. He threw me on the bed and before it had settled, he flipped me on to my front and had ripped my joggers down by my knees. My breath quickened as I felt him behind me, his hands roaming my back and my legs as he pulled my bottoms off completely and I was left in my panties and bra.

Asher grabbed my hips and lifted me to my knees and began palming my ass cheeks. I felt my bra loosen as he leaned over and began kissing my back. He kissed down to my ass before he pushed my knees apart and I felt the bed move before his arms wrapped around my thighs and pulled me down, right on to his waiting mouth. I cried out as his tongue connected with my clit. I pulled away on instinct, but his hold on my thighs kept me in place as he growled. He let go of one of my legs, and I felt his fingers work through my folds and into my wet entrance.

“Oh goddess,” I panted as he worked first one finger, and then two, in and out of me. His mouth and tongue attacked my clit as he alternated between sucking, licking, and biting. I was already feeling the build up as he pumped quickly in and out of me. His fingers curled up, and he hit a sweet spot every time he pushed in. I squirmed as my knees began to shake under the threat of my impending orgasm. When he added a third finger, it was too much, and the orgasm ripped through me as I came screaming. The waves of heat ripped through me and I couldn’t hold my weight anymore.

I felt Asher pull his fingers out of me and landed on my back again as he quickly and expertly flipped me. I didn’t have time to say anything before his mouth was back between my legs. He lapped at my entrance before thrusting his tongue into my entrances. His fingers found my clit. It wasn’t long before another wave of pleasure ripped through me and I cried out again, arching my back before falling back to the bed, panting.

“Asher,” I panted, and he looked up at me and smiled. He crawled up my body until he was level with me and kissed me briefly on the nose before pulling away and moving from the bed.

“Asher,” I called again, “Where are you going?”

“Won’t be a moment, sweetheart,” he said. “There is something I have to do. Get comfortable and I will be back in a moment.”

I watched as he put his jeans back on and headed out the door. I felt suddenly cold and exposed, like there was something I was missing. The sudden overwhelming feeling of anticipation, like something massive, was about to happen.

I got off the bed and went to the bathroom and got ready for bed before climbing into bed and settling down. I waited for Asher to come back as long as I could, but he still wasn’t back when I fell asleep.



Asher’s POV

I left Kaeleigh’s room and saw Cade leaning against the wall opposite. He had been trying to link me for the last ten minutes, but I had been blocking him while I was enjoying the sweet taste of my beautiful queen.

“Sorry boss,” he shrugged, “but you know…” I nodded. 

“No explanation needed,” I said. “When did they leave?”

“Twenty minutes ago, ish,” he said as we started walking down the hallway. 

We stopped in front of my father’s bedroom, and I opened the door. It was dark inside and looked mostly empty, apart from one small figure on the bed. I switched on the light and rushed to the bed, where I found Dayna naked and huddled in a protective curl. Her hands were still tied to the headboard, and the surrounding sheets were covered in blood and other bodily fluid. 

Her body was decorated in red welts that looked like belt buckles and bite marks. Dayna whimpered as she saw me, but made no attempt to move.

“Aw Kitten,” I said as I untied the ropes at her wrists. “I am so sorry.” I carefully picked her up in my arms and winced as she cried out in pain. The bastard and his goons had done a number on her this time. I felt the familiar sparks of the mate bond as I pulled her into my chest and she wrapped her arms around my neck. Cade held open the door as we made our way round to my room and straight into the bathroom, where Cade had already drawn a bath.

I put Dayna in the bath and winced again as I felt her pain when the water hit her wounds. I began to gently run the sponge along her bruised and battered body. And the rage boiled inside me. This was my fault. This poor sweet girl was wrapped up in all of this. She had been raped repeatedly because of the pain it caused me. I hated that I couldn't do anything to stop it, not after the last time I tried. And all because she was unlucky enough to have been given me as a mate.