Chapter 18 Take me
Chapter 18: Take me
Milo’s POV
Time no longer made sense to me.
Minutes… hours… Maybe days? I couldn’t tell how long it had been since my master left angrily.
And ever since then, I have stayed in the same humiliating and awkward position. Stark naked, blindfolded, with hands chained together to the bed post. My limbs were already starting to ache and throb from staying in the uncomfortable position for long. As silence surrounded me.
The room was too still and cold. The pain from my ass still stings anytime I try to move, reminding me of why I am in this current situation.
At first, I cried until my throat ached, and I couldn't produce any more tears. I screamed his name, apologising in the hope that maybe he would change his mind and won't murder my family, but all I got was cold silence.
At a point, I became confused at what I was apologizing for. Whether it was for fear of what his action might be, or the fear of being discarded or worse, being branded as a bad pet.
And the guilt that clawed through me like little ants, clawing through my hearts.
My thoughts of what I had done haunted me like ghosts.
Why had I listened to her?
Why did I let myself easily believe her?
The word traitor echoed in my own skull, but
I should have known better. It is better than to believe Catherine, an elite citizen, unlike me whose life was considered worthless, even in my fathers house. A pet.
And when a pet bites its master, it gets put down… or worse, branded as a bad pet.
I barely heard the door open again.
Until I felt his towering presence behind me. The air had shifted, changed from the silent stale type to a charged and dangerous type.
I whirled around like a crazed man, flinching on instinct as I scrambled to stay as far away as possible. his golden eyes never left mine, like he was searching for something.
“Master…”
“Don't fucking call me that” he growled. His eyes hardened, filled with determination and loathing at the same time. From his ragged breathing he looked like he had just gone into a war and come back.
“Tell me the truth milo…” he said stepping forward, “ And you might be spared the death sentence.”
My heart stopped beating for a while. Before His words dawned on me. He was requesting for the truth.
But even though a voice in my head screamed to surrender and tell him the truth, I didn’t.
I Clamped my mouth shut. It's not like I didn't want to tell him the truth, but I know that if I tell him, then my family's safety would be at stake.
He came closer. My knees folded beneath me on the bed, body trembling as he hovered like a beast ready to pounce.
“I’m not playing anymore, Milo. You want me to believe you? Then speak.”
I shook my head, tears brimming again before I could stop them.
“You don’t understand,” I whispered.
“Then make me,” he snapped, grabbing my jaw roughly, forcing me to meet his burning gaze.
I wanted to tell him. Goddess knows I wanted to tell him everything about Catherine, and how she made me poison him. Threatening me with my family's life. How she swore that if I so much as opened my mouth.
She had said it so casually, like she was reciting the weather forecast.
“One word from you, and I’ll have their heads mailed to you before you can scream.” she had said within evil smirk on her face
I couldn’t tell him.
Because if I did, Damon wouldn’t choose me, a common pet in place of a high ranking person in his pack. He wouldn't hesitate to burn the whole of my pack in anger before asking for clarification.
Either way I was a dead meat, so I did the only thing I could do.
“I can't” I choked on my sob,
His grip on my neck tightened, his eyes colour immediately changed to red. “I command you Omega.”
All the hairs in my body stood up. As the pressure of his command went through my body like electricity. A whimper escaped my lips. And like a dam that has been let loose, I broke down. Strangled sobs tore through my throats, as my knees buckled under the heavy weight of his aura.
“It's over” I lamented bitterly.
Naturally, I was an omega, and an express command from an alpha was as good as a do or die affair for any other wolves apart from the alphas. It's an unbrokened rule in our world, and a direct command from an alpha like master, leaves no room for struggles.
but for mysterious reasons, I didn't feel anything more than the after effects of hisnaura bearing on me. Even as my omega genes kicked in.
I saw his eyes widened, and before he could utter a word, I acted fast.
The clanking of chains sounded as I threw my body on him, catching him off guard as I straddle him, his dick poking my but crack was a reminder of a very bad decision I was about to venture into. A point of no return.
“please take me…i…take all of me, please master” I pleaded like a bad slut. Shame Burning through me like fire, but held back my tears that were running like waterfall.
Awkward silence surrounded the whole room. Master lying on the bed, then me traveling him like a bitch. He hadn't said anything, his eyes were half closed, almost having a vacant look.
Bitting my lips, I decided to bite the bull by the horn. I moved my hips a little, causing an animalistic growl to reverberate around the room.
I shivered, trying to scurry off in panic, but a strong hand held me down. A loud yelp escaped my lips.
“Don't move.” He growled, his voice sounding like the devil from the pit of hell.
I stilled, finding it too hard to even breathe. The master was staring at me with an intense raw mysterious look…was that hunger, or something else…
But I didn’t get to know, because I felt my vision change, the sound of chains breaking rang through the room, as I felt a heavy weight on top of me.
I stared in shock and surprise. He broke the chains with his bare hands, but he didn’t give me time to be shocked. His hands gripped my neck, lifting my head to look at him.
His mouth dangerously close to my face “You think giving out your body, as a slut will save you from your crimes, traitor?”
Shame and disgrace coloured my cheeks red, but I didn't stop. “No,” I whispered. “b…but nothing will. Please accept me, use me as your toy master..”
He flinched, just slightly, but I had seen it there. I cringed at my desperate shameful words, i didn't know i could utter. The air became awkward between us, as he continued to stare at me with wide eyes.
What was I thinking? I screamed in my head.
I was just a pitiful naive boy. What could I possibly give him, that he couldn't get anywhere else. But before I could react, his lips smashed on mine with enough force that made me gasp for air.
My hands flared in the air. I felt him invade my mouth in a possessive, rude way. My vision exploded with stars.
When it felt like I would choke because of lack of air, he suddenly released his hold on me.
“I gave you a chance, traitor,” he growled on my face. I could feel his aura changing into something primal, together with his eyes.
“I will break you, again and again, until you tell the truth.”
I shuddered, speechless on what to say.
A loud smacking sound rang in my ears as pain exploded from my lower back.
“Fucking answer me like the slut, you are.” His warning came like thunder.
My body trembled.
“Yes master” I answered, my body shaking, completely under his mercy. I felt different things all at once, fear, panic, anticipation, and one over one I was too ashamed to admit, horny.
I felt him leave me, I almost whimpered for the new emptiness, but it didn’t last for long. I heard the sound of zippers going down, followed by his footsteps as he approached the bed, in a silent predator manner. plunging me into a nervous wrecking mess.
His eyes were half closed, swirling with different unrecognizable emotions running through them.
“I will enjoy destroying you, slut” he smiled darkly, before he pounced.