Trigger warning. This episode contains sexual assault and may prove triggering to some.
Riley POV
I felt ashamed and humiliated as Jaxon looked down at me longingly, unable to do much but stare up at him drowsily, my body refusing to respond to even my most basic of commands. He touched my hair, fingering its silken strands while Gerald avoided looking at either of us altogether, typing away on his computer and ignoring the obvious. I tried to glance towards him for help, but he looked resolutely at the screen. It was clear he was not about to put himself in any more danger than he already had and, quite frankly, I could not blame him for that. I sucked in a breath as Jaxon began to slowly untie my hand restraints, my hands flopping down uselessly while he sat me up and began to tear away the remnants of my bra and shirt, tossing them away like garbage and then licking his lips as he looked hungrily down at my breasts.
"You know it could be my imagination" Jaxon commented, raising a brow. "But I could almost swear these are bigger than the last time I saw them" he purred.
Naturally, they were slightly bigger due to pregnancy, but I remained silent, hoping he wouldn't put two and two together while Gerald coughed, looking uncomfortable.
He put his hand against my breast and squeezed it roughly as I gasped out loud, his hand pinching the nipple painfully as tears welled in my eyes. He chuckled, pulling his hand away, shaking his head, amusement in his eyes. "Still soft though, like they should be" he murmured.
Bastard. Gerald shot him a look and then turned back to the computer, typing away, more vehemently than before. Suddenly he paused and then stood up, the tips of his ears tinged red. "I'm going to go and check on the other two specimens," he said in a hoarse voice, without turning around "remember what Elder James told you Jaxon, do not harm the specimen, and do not badly bruise her. I still have several tests to perform, and you could ruin the data" he snapped.
"Whatever Gerald, you know you're such a killjoy" Jaxon sneered, "or are you just jealous because you can't fuck her yourself?" he said crudely.
"Don't be disgusting or compare yourself to me," Gerald said with malice, "I'm no way near as despicable a person as you are, and I certainly don't intend to take pleasure from rutting an unwilling woman like you are."
"Fuck you Gerald" Jaxon growled, but Gerald had already made his way to the door and slammed it shut behind him, leaving Jaxon fuming.
Damn. My last hope for a rescue, any rescue had gone. Jaxon smirked as he looked at me. "Well, at least we're alone," he said, even as I glanced around the room, my eyes resting on a scalpel that was coincidentally sitting near where Gerald had last been sitting.
Had Gerald left me something to try and defend myself with? It seemed entirely too much of a coincidence that the scalpel sat there, half-hidden behind a computer mouse. Jaxon was so busy looking at me that he hadn't seen it.
He moved to my feet, slowly undoing one restraint, his hand resting on my thigh and squeezing as though reminding me that he was there. "I can't wait to take you" he murmured, his nails digging in slightly as I winced "I bet you're as tight as I imagine you are. Your mate is nothing compared to me. Once you've had me, you're not going to want to have him back" he leered as I bit the inside of my cheek, willing my limbs to move. He stroked my foot and then undid the other restraint, moving my legs so that I was spread-eagled. His eyes gleamed as he raked his gaze slowly and deliberately over me, his eyes darkening. I felt sick. I felt vulnerable. I couldn't hear my wolf no matter how hard I tried. My siren was silenced by the collar that kept me captive. A desperate glance towards the door showed that Gerald wasn't coming back, at least not anytime soon. I sucked in a breath as Jaxon's hand slowly slid up my inner thigh.
He suddenly picked me up, and I gave a small cry as he put me on the ground. I was closer to the computers now, but Jaxon paid that no mind as he put me on my stomach, looming over me. "I like seeing you like this" he muttered in my ear as I lay there, my fingers and toes twitching "like a helpless woman, my woman" he snarled, before kneeling over me, his legs keeping mine pinned together. I could feel his arousal through his pants and I felt the urge to vomit, to gag, my body trembling as he pinned me beneath, taking his time to study me, relishing in my suffering and my pain. He was enjoying my inability to defend myself. He had always been an arrogant bastard, but this was beyond anything I had imagined he would do or that the elders would allow him to do. The thought of being placed in a cage, along with the other creatures afterward, filled me with terror. If that happened, it was all over. I would never get out. I would be at their mercy and Bailey would never know what happened to me. I would be lost to him forever, and I wasn't about to let that happen. I could feel my limbs slowly beginning to work, although it pained me to move them and required my utmost concentration. I glanced towards the scalpel. If I could take Jaxon by surprise, while in human form, I stood a chance. But I would have to take the perfect opportunity. I only had one chance, and it would have to count. There would be no second chances. I would be dead if I failed. Still, death was preferable to what Jaxon had in store for me.
Jaxon continued to stroke his hand on my back before resting where the collar was. "It's a shame that you have to wear this, it sort of takes away from the fantasy a little bit," he drawled.
"Feel free to take it off", I shot back, and he laughed, before I felt the slap of his hand against my buttock, causing me to stiffen.
"I guess I need to teach you to be a little more submissive" he threatened.
Submissive? What kind of kinky shit was this guy into? No wonder I had rejected the bastard. I gritted my teeth, and he made the mistake of kneeling over me to glance into my eyes. I bucked, hard, sending him toppling off balance, and managed to stumble to my feet. I stumbled to the desk, placed my hand on the scalpel, and then pretended to fall hard to my knees as Jaxon got back to his feet, looking peeved.
"Bitch" he hissed, grabbing me by the hair as I hid the scalpel in the palm of my hand, shoving me to the ground again so that I was on the floor, his knees pinning me down rougher this time, his hand smacking me hard on the buttocks, the back, the ribs as I winced and cried out over and over again, the scalpel carefully pushed beneath me where he couldn't see "I'll teach you to disrespect your master."
It hurt. I can't describe the pain I felt as he continued. I was grateful he was hurting the back of me and not my stomach. He rained blows down on me and didn't hold back on his strength in his attempt to cow me. I took it, pretending to still be dazed and disoriented. I pretended to be weak again. I even cried real tears, causing him to halt and let out a chuckle.
"I guess that's punishment enough" he said, caressing my buttock and squeezing it as I whimpered, playing the victim to the full extent of my ability. "It looks like you've learned your lesson."
"I'm sorry" I whispered, trembling violently "it won't happen again, please don't hurt me", I begged and he grinned, narrowing his eyes.
"That's better" he whispered, leaning over and nibbling on my earlobe as I fought back my revulsion, letting him do what he wanted. He kissed the nape of my neck, groaning softly.
"You taste so good," he groaned, "and you feel exquisite."
I wanted this to be over. I felt like I was betraying Bailey even as I knew he would never see it that way. If my wolf could speak she would be furious with me right now. I held on though. I tensed as I felt him move and then heard the distinct sound of his zipper being pulled down. He hesitated.
"No" he whispered as I tensed "I want to see the look on your face as I fuck you hard and take you" he growled.
I gave a small sob. He gave a grin, moving so that he could roll me over. As he did, the scalpel was moved, and I gripped it in my hand. As I turned, I plunged the scalpel into his chest, hard, watching as his eyes widened in shock. Before he could react, I pulled it out, watching blood spurt everywhere as I plunged it back to right where his heart was. He tried to move, but blood poured out of his mouth and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. I pulled out the scalpel and stabbed him again, and again and again, until he lay there prone on the floor with the scalpel poking out of his chest, not moving. He hadn't even had time to shift. My limbs were weak as I used the desk to get back on my feet. I was covered in blood as I limped over to him, reaching down to check for a pulse. There was none. The son of a bitch was dead. This time for good. "Fuck you" I spat on him, before glancing warily at the door. I could hear footsteps and knew that I was in no condition to fight, but I wasn't about to let them capture me again either. The door swung open and Gerald walked in, barely looking my way. He placed scrubs and a remote down as I watched him surprised.
"Clothes and a way out of your collar" he said emotionlessly "don't ask me why I'm doing this. I can't bear to see a pregnant woman hurt, and I hate him" he added, glancing at Jaxon, "but most of all, I hate the work I'm forced to do by the elders who threaten me with death if I don't do their bidding. If anyone can take them down, it will be you", he added, and then went back out the door before I could say anything or thank him.
I limped my way to the clothes, my hand reaching for the remote. I pressed the button, releasing my collar, feeling it clatter to the ground with a breath of relief. As I put my clothes on, I reached for it. I had a feeling the collar was about to come in handy. Now all I had to do was find Marigold and Tiana as well as save the others in their cages.