Chapter 27

I woke with a jolt thanks to the bedroom door swinging open and banging into my legs - I know that is gunna leave a bruise.

But what had me alert instantly was the sound of a woman giggling.

“Be a darl and shut the door down there, would ya?” Reid’s gruff, horny voice was back again, but this time I know that it was not because of me or anything that I had done, he had another woman with him that was his muse. The arousal poured from the pair the moment that they came stumbling into the room; the bitter smell tickled my nostrils and churned my insides, making me heave on an already cramping and dread-filled stomach.

I looked on, mortified at what was unfolding in front of me.

Reid had a woman clutched within his strong, bulging arms as they were kissing. Not just a simple peck though, but full-on tongue down each other's throats whilst his mate was barely a kick away from him. The young blonde wolf was moaning enthusiastically, like she was performing for the camera in a porno, and each noise that she made grated on my nerves and made my mate bond throb with pain, making poor Beaux whine. She was gazing through my eyes, watching the ill-matched couple making out. Her heart and mine were breaking with each sound that came from the pair, despair as she pined for her mate to come to his senses.

The strong, handsome male wolf edged her blindly towards the bed, before pushing her around aggressively and forcibly bending her over, her hands coming out at the last second to prop her top half up instead of her awfully thick painted face. And that was enough for Beaux, my poor beautiful wolf. She stopped looking and went back to her safe place, occasionally paying brief attention to my thoughts to find out what they were doing.

I watched on, frozen in horror as Reid undone the button and fly on his jeans and guided his long, thick and rock-hard cock from them. He eagerly lifted the girls obscenely short red dress whilst his cock bobbed, pre-cum glistening on its tip. He tapped his impressive length on her arse cheek several times, gaging the hardness of it to see if it was ready for what he wanted to do. Then he spat on his hand and smeared it over her entrance, expertly lined his member up and slammed into her in one fluid motion. All the while, he was still looking at me straight in the eye and smiling evilly.

As soon as he penetrated her, a sharp, twisting agonising pain sprung from nowhere in my chest and right through my stomach. In the blink of an eye, he was relentlessly pounding in and out of her, not even giving the whore a chance to breathe and surely tearing her insides to shreds.

Each time he forced himself back in through her folds, a new pain echoed in the exact same place as all the others before.

I cried out to the Moon Goddess for help, salty tears streaking down my face at the same pace as Reid’s painful thrusts. Every part of my body yearned for him to relieve my discomfort, even though he was the cause of it. The was pain crippling me, I was paralysed on the hard floor and burning up as if hell was actually trying to swallow me whole.

“Please, I beg you. Please.....stop.” It was nothing short of begging as I wispily called out for Reid to help me somehow. I knew that he did not want me, but I never thought that he would use the mate bond to torture me in this way. Recruiting me for slavery was obviously not enough to satisfy his sick and twisted fantasies, resorting to humiliating and degrading me like this aswell.

Slapping noises bounced loudly off the walls as a reply. The only other sounds were the girls gasps as she tried to catch her breath, trying to endure Reid’s merciless jackhammer of a dick and his energetic movements through her slick pussy.

But still, he watched me cry. He watched me clutch at my stomach. He watched as I wished to die from all the agony that he was inflicting, and he fucking enjoyed it all. His eyes bore into mine as he lifted her leg closest to me onto the bed, giving me a full view of his dick rubbing the pink, hairless and tender opening between her legs, and purposely slowing so that I had more to watch. His dick was massaging her with its tender strokes, digging as deep as its long length could reach.

Reid seemed to quickly grow frustrated with the slower, more intimate movements of hitting her g-spot, and making her cry out and shudder. He animalistically growled before ultimately speeding back up, faster than he was before in what was probably an attempt to split the girl in half, fiercely pushing his pulsing cock in and out.

I finally wailed from the pain, which only encouraged Reid to do more. His hand snaked forward, and his fingers began rubbing furiously in circles on her clit, sending an explosive pleasure from her sensitive nub of flesh and her to start gasping passionately.

All through my misery and torment I glowered at them, and Reid held eye-contact with me during the whole thing. His long, hard thrusts became shorter and more erratic as he came closer to finding his finish, her moans more dramatic than they were previously. In his eagerness to cum, his actions became even more violent, determined to get himself finished off quicker.

He eventually groaned enthusiastically as he ejaculated in her, gave a couple more hard thrusts into her dripping pussy to make sure that he had emptied himself properly, then briefly stilled. And without lingering for a second too long, he sharply pulled out and spilled his cum everywhere. The immediate sharpness of pain eased, but a huge tenderness had been left to slowly heal with time, just like the cum that had been left to slowly drip gloatingly from her pussy and down her legs.

The whole ordeal was over in just a couple of minutes, the lucky bitch. My mate was a pump-pump squirt, selfish lover and fuck, I am glad that we were not accepting each other because like hell do I want my first experience to be brief like that.

He slapped her arse hard with finality and strutted his way over to my writhing, curled figure on the floor. My skin was burning from every nerve being tortured by the mate bond, all because my mate was an absolute fuck-boy.

He purposely left his cock out from his jeans, still erect and proudly swinging around in the stuffy room. The juices from the blonde’s cunt were shining in the crappy light, and all of it was just to rub it in even more what he had just done to my already broken heart. He squatted down in front of my face; his cock was pushed upwards because of the trousers that he still wore.

“How you feeling, mate?” He sarcastically spat the word ‘mate’, genuine concern the one emotion far from evident in how he spoke or displayed himself.

I groaned as I twisted, trying to roll over so that I did not have to see him splayed in front of me, or how in the background the blonde had fully removed her dress; her perk, bouncy breasts now on display as she strutted over to Reid, lacing her hand on his shoulder before trying to pull him and his attention to her.

Before anyone said anything else, there was a sharp rapping on the door interrupting us – saved by the bell, I guess.