TRIGGER WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT
“Why is this place so crowded, Max?” Cayden’s boisterous, belligerent voice reverberated throughout the office. When Max called, he had just dumped Selena back into the room and was on his way back to his office.
“Natasha had arrived. She is pissed that you did not tell her you have a captive, and it’s his daughter, not just any hostage.” While Max’s voice was cautious, it also contained trembling enthusiasm.
The discussion was furthered by a seductive voice.
“My Alpha, don’t put the responsibility on Max. I was to blame. I was eager to see her. I apologise. I apologise if I offended you.”
“I don’t like surprises, Natasha. You’re aware of that.” Cayden turned to face the tall, slender woman who was wearing a long, skin-tight black gown. With a slit running up the length of her thigh.
“I am sorry. I merely desired to see her.”
“Why?” Folding his arms, Cayden questioned. He and Natasha had a long history together. Along with him, she was a prisoner of Hawk. She most likely went through worse things than Cayden, which made her even nastier.
“You will see when the time is right.” Cayden drawled.
Natasha managed his chain of clubs in the city and made as many trips as she pleased between the city and the main compound.
Natasha gave a headshake. “I’m still unsure of what’s happening. Why is she currently living with us?”
“Because I changed the plan,” Cayden answered. “She is Hawk’s daughter, so I need to turn her into a slut, embarrass her father, and prove my mettle to the council.”
Natasha’s smile spread across her face, and the corner of her mouth curled tightly.
“She’s ours to play with, right?”
Cayden breathed out loud. “She is mine for now.”
Natasha complained, “I bet she is a gorgeous wolf. Let’s go hunting with her. I want to play.”
“No!” Cayden exclaimed.
Natasha murmured, “Do what you want with her,” and walked over to Max, who was beaming broadly.
“Please notify me when it is my turn to play.”
‘Over my dead body!’. Cayden gritted his teeth in anger.
Natasha was cruel and insane. Selena would be broken by her like a rag doll. Never would he allow her to be close to Selena. She was simply for his amusement.
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Selena was getting bored quickly. She had many hours to herself. Even the window in her current room was closed. Using the grumbling in her stomach, she estimated the time of day. She had checked every square inch of the room for a weapon or something that could be made into a weapon. The only object that wasn’t too heavy for her to hold was the bedsheets, and they weren’t much of a weapon, either. Selena was nodding off in one seat in front of the fireplace when the sound of a key scraping against a lock jolted her out of her reverie. Just as Cayden entered the room, she struggled to get to her feet.
He smiled and added, “I’m delighted that you remember your manners - to rise in the presence of the Alpha.”
“I’m not standing for your honour. I was simply surprised, that’s all,” she said before adjusting her clothing and advancing slowly away from him.
He chuckled, “My, you have a tongue on you.”
His statements, in Selena’s perspective, did not deserve of a retort, so she snorted. He extended a hand to tuck and push back a dark hair that had landed in her face. She responded by trying to hold his wrist, which was so thick that her fist could hardly cover its entire circle. He twisted his muscular wrist, expecting her reaction, making her grasp loosen as he gripped and twisted her arm in return, forcing her to scream in pain and turn away from him. He rapidly yanked her other arm behind her, and with one hand, he grabbed both of her wrists.
“I suppose you like it this way, at least until you gain some self-control or respect—I’ll accept whatever comes first—since you appear unable to control yourself in my company.”
She squared her shoulders once more. But this time it was to avoid his touch rather than as a show of defiance. As he remarked in a silky voice, he trailed his index finger along her shoulder blades.
“You agreed to this! Why then are you playing hard to get, hmm?” He laughed as he pulled her closer to him by around her waist.
“I suppose I was too kind to you. Do you like it rough?”
Selena glared at him angrily.
“What else do you like?” He questioned as he placed both of his hands on the sides of her face, luring her to his moistened lips and forcing his tongue against hers.
A kiss was the last thing Selena expected him to do, so she was temporarily taken aback by his audacity. He pressed her face to his while she attempted to break away.
“Can’t you just let this go, please?” She whispered.
His chuckles sent a chill down her spine.
“You don’t get it, do you? This is your home now. And now you start a new life as my little cum slut.”
“You’re fucking sick.” She screamed at him.
“You know, if it weren’t for me, you would still be with Gerald as he expanded his harem,” he chuckled.
“Breeders like you are a liability; since you failed to give him a son, he was going to get rid of you. He was already negotiating with a few alphas who wanted a pretty sex slave.”
Her eyes grew wide in horror. “No!”
“Yes.”
He touched her smooth skin as his hand caressed her arms in a carefree manner. “You ought to be grateful that I’m in the mood to have you around as long as you’re useful.”
“What happens if I stop being useful to you?” She asked curiously, testing the man in control of her destiny.
He chuckled to himself as a smile gradually spreads across his face.
“I’ll drag you by the hair down to my men’s barracks and chain you to the wall with no clothes. I’m sure my men will find a good use for you.”
He slowly stepped away, smiling at the look of fear on Selena’s face from his threats. “Let’s hope you don’t get useless to me. Now take off your dress.”
“What?” she spoke out loud.
“Take your dress off.”
She stayed transfixed. He drew closer to her while she stood there in shock, grabbed her dress’ neckline, and tore the fabric with a rending rip, revealing the rosy points of her breasts. He ripped the thick fabric to the hem with both hands before pushing the clothing off of her shoulders and letting it land in a pool of tattered fabric at her feet. She let out a cry as his fingers reached out and encircled her little wrist, pulling her up into his chest.
He questioned softly, “Now why couldn’t you have done it yourself?” His green eyes swept over her slowly, intently. She was a seductive nymph as she trembled in front of him. The perfection of her lush, bright mane stood in stark contrast to the velvety expanse of creamy skin. His fingers itched to explore every square inch of her delicious youthful body as the flickering firelight played shadow games with the crests and troughs.
As his fingers gripped a breast with a pink tip, she tightly closed her eyes. As the hand moved lower, down over her belly, and into the triangle at the top of her thighs, she shook.
He laughed as he followed her backward step until she was pressed up against the wall. She had taken the step unintentionally. She forced a deep swallow as his other hand slid between her trembling thighs and delicately traced the shy pink lips, clasping her in place.
She flushed as he looked down at her, watching every expression on her innocent face change as he caressed her there. He moved his body, forcing her firmly against the wall as he pushed her lips apart and softly rubbed her pink flesh. She attempted to fight him, her small fists thrashing ineffectively at the unyielding wall of his vast chest. He massaged her there while she whimpered, and soon she felt an odd sensation develop low in her abdomen.
He pushed her to accept his kiss by shoving her head back against the wall as his head lowered and his mouth ensnared hers. She sobbed as he did this. Her hips arched into his caresses as she sank beneath the unfamiliar sensations as his fingers tickled her innocent flesh. He took that as a cue to pick her up in his powerful arms as if she didn’t weigh anything, walk over to the enormous mahogany bed, and lay her on the plush satin on her back.
“I won’t hurt you... yet,” Cayden said softly.