Zeke
I watched in anger as he beat her and touched her inappropriately. Her mother begging him to stop, which then caused him to beat and rape the mother in front of the child. I could feel my soulmate’s anguished screams. I was too young to do anything, but I made a promise to end this as soon as I could.
This went on for years as I watched his sick games. Then I watched her anguish when she found her mother dead and called for help. She was crying in her room the day of the funeral when he walked in. He grabbed her by the hair and I thought that he would take her to the torture room like he always did. Instead, he dragged her to his bedroom and threw her onto the bed. He tied her hands and feet down as she fought and screamed. She said something and he smacked her. He ripped her clothes off and started raping her. Her screams filled the house. The pain ripped me apart. I started to move, but a hand was on my shoulder stopping me. “No, it will trap us here if you interfere,” Zion said.
“I can’t keep watching and feeling this!” I yelled ready for a fight.
“You must or else we will be trapped here again for interfering. My soulmate isn’t getting treated any better,” he said sadly as he watched.
“Why are these monsters alive and why didn’t their mothers take them away from them?” I asked angrily.
“Because they’re getting the same treatment and are afraid. It’s why Isla’s mother killed herself,” he shook his head.
“She shouldn’t have to go through this,” I sobbed. When that monster had finished, he left her tied up to go back an hour later for another round. She screamed all night long until he finally released her and placed her in her bed. I could hear her sobs and watched as she pulled herself to the shower to clean up.
I watched this for three more years until Glenda took her away after my meddling. This girl deserves better. She wasn’t my sexmate in this life, but she had my soulmate tied to her.
In my first life she was named Astrid and she was my soulmate. I had never felt love so pure and so strong as I did with her. Then her sister, Gisla, became jealous and seduced me with a spell to make me think that she was Astrid. Astrid walked in on us having sex and left quickly. She was angry and hurt. I knew that I would have to make it up to her. I tried for weeks until Astrid and her other sisters were brutally murdered by Gisla. My heart shattered that day. I had made the biggest mistake and was not able to fix it, but now it was too late.
I did eventually make my soulmate's tormentor pay for the things that he did to her. It was slow and painful. I made sure that it couldn’t be traced. His cock even wouldn’t function properly after a while. He wouldn’t hurt little girls anymore. He lied about getting help and just found a new toy in Zion’s soulmate.
Every lifetime we were placed near our soulmates, but they were never the sexmate of our humans so we had to watch from afar. Every time breaking our hearts. We kept ourselves busy searching for our human’s sexmates. At least one of us would find that sexmate but it never broke the curse.
It has been twenty-eight years in this human. I wanted to be free and not live another life again. I felt the surge when the curse broke. I watched the humans of our soulmates find their sexmates and the amazing things that they did. I wanted to join. My cock ached to be part of the orgy, but Zion has been very clear to stay clear of those particular sexmates after what happened with Mark and Zane. They didn’t know who Rebecca was when Mark started dating her nor the problems that she would cause between all of us. He just liked a pretty girl. She was gorgeous. Flaming red hair, bright green eyes, luscious pouty lips, tits that you could bury your face in, and an ass that you dreamed of sticking your cock into. I wanted to fuck her. We all did. Until we saw the tattoo. The rune tattoo was not in a visible place on her body and he never noticed it until after a few months of dating. He asked her about it and she freaked. They broke up and he caught her fucking Rian. Mark had Zane return her stuff and walked away. His sister, Amelia, introduced him to Abby, who happened to be his human’s sexmate. They’ve been together ever since.
Amelia was like a magnet for all of us. We all desired her like we did Rebecca. Only she was not meant for us either. I could sense Brana in Amelia and Gisla in Rebecca. Zane and Mark felt it too. They became overprotective of Amelia and insisted that none of us date her. That was a challenge so we tried to avoid spending time with her to be safe. Zavier made out with her and they almost killed him.
Isla was just as intoxicating. I wanted to be with her. I almost crossed the line when our paths crossed one night. My eyes locked onto those green emeralds of hers and my cock went hard. I couldn’t breathe, but Zion grabbed me and moved me away.
Rebecca and Amelia being in our midst had screwed with our ability to find our human’s sexmates. So, I stayed clear as best as I could and watched Isla from afar.
“You know creepy stalker doesn’t suit you,” Zion said. “Why do you torture yourself this way? You should be finding the sexmates so that we can return to our soulmates.”
“And what are you doing?” I asked, knowing that he was doing the same with Rebecca. He never told me what he saw when he spied on her. But I knew that it wasn’t good and possibly worse than what Isla went through.
“Stalking you,” he laughed at me. “Let’s go get a beer. We need to talk. They’ll be at that for hours.” He nodded towards Amelia and her sexmates.
I followed him to the local pub. We sat at the bar. “The first curse is broken. Now we must break the second one. If Zack hadn’t meddled, we would have gone back with the first curse broken. I didn’t deserve this for what my soulmate did. I tried to talk her out of everything and thought that she would be happy with me. I was obviously wrong.” He grumbled.
“Do you want to go back?” I asked, taking a swig of my beer.
“Yes, I want to start over. Gisla is a good woman. She was just very hurt when everyone ignored her for Astrid and jealous of the pull we all had towards Astrid.” He continued, “she’s the love of my life. Seeing her in Rebecca’s form and being with all these guys is driving me insane. I’m glad that her human found her sexmate, but I want to hold Gisla in my arms again and fuck her until she’s too tired to fuck anymore.” He sat his beer down looking at me.
“I get it,” I said. “I didn’t realize that it was her at first, but I didn’t stop when I did. I apologized over and over to Astrid. I never got the chance for forgiveness because of Gisla. I should hate her, but I don’t.” The hairs on the back of my neck stood up as I heard the most amazing laugh that I’ve ever heard. It was melodically beautiful. I turned to see where it was coming from. I saw her in the corner booth, flaming red hair and emerald, green eyes. She was petite and had the cutest button nose, her face covered in freckles. My cock got hard and my mouth watered.
Zion laughed at me. “Find something that you like?”
I looked at him and nodded in her direction. “That’s her. The sexmate for this body.”
He turned, but before he could say anything the friend that had just joined her and was kissing her cheek took his breath away.
“Cat got your tongue, Zion?” I laughed knowing that he had found his sexmate too.
“What the hell is this feeling? Why can’t I think? Or talk? Or breath? It’s like I have lost all major functions,” he whispered. He grabbed his chest.
“Have you never seen your sexmate in the flesh before?” I was taken by surprise.
“No, I could never feel her. It must be because the curse is broken,” he said. “This is torture. I need to be near her.” He whispered that last statement.
“Come on, I’ll show you how this works,” I laughed as I grabbed my beer. I led the way to the table. The redhead saw me coming and smiled brightly. She couldn’t take her eyes off me and I couldn’t take mine off her.