Erika’s POV
No! Let me go! I can’t have sex now. My time is limited. I mind-linked him while punching him on his back. But my efforts were in vain. I was no match for him when I was at my best, let alone at my worst.
“Now that you don’t take my words seriously, I’ll prove it to you,” he said as he threw me to the bed and began to tear off my clothes
I tried to get away from him and stop him. But every time I pulled my body away from him, he immediately pulled me back closer.
Soon I lay beneath him, completely naked except the bandages all over my body. That was just ridiculous.
He took off his bathrobe and revealed his boxers.
Have you lost your mind? I asked in disbelief through mind-link and pushed him away.
“I’m helping you. After having sex, the injuries and the pains on your body can be transferred to me through mate bond,” he said as he pressed his body and legs in between my legs. As he moved his body, he touched the injury on my leg and I grimaced. Then I heard a chuckle above me.
I didn’t know if what he just said was right because I didn’t know much about sex. I never knew that pains and injuries could be transferred through sex. Maybe that was one of the few advantages of being an Alpha’s mate.
But I was sure that he made my leg hurt on purpose. Bastard.
I raised my hand and tried to slap him on his face to take revenge. But he grasped my hands with his hand and pinned them against the bed. The next second, the light was turned off and it went dark. In the dark I could see nothing, but I knew that his eyes must have turned dark because I could feel his dick getting harder and his breath was also accelerating. I could hear his heart beat rapidly. So did mine. I had no experience in sex, but the pressure between my thighs made me want more.
He pressed his lips at my mouth and thrust his tongue down my throat. I found it hard to breathe. His hands wandered on my body and made me tremble. He stopped at my boobs and squeezed them hard. I gasped out of pain and I could hardly breathe. He was almost brutal when he did so and I doubted that he was doing it to vent his anger. But that was understandable. He had been looking forward to it for a long time and it turned out that he had been cheated.
The kiss finally ended before I almost passed out for lack of air. I tilted my head and began to pant. Suddenly, I felt something moving inside my body. I widened my eyes. It was Derek’s finger. He began to push it in and pull it out several times.
I opened my mouth and had an urge to scream, but of course, I couldn’t utter anything. I arched my body being tortured by sexual desire.
Then he pulled it out and adjusted his body. He raised my legs and wrapped them around his waist. It was difficult for me because my leg was hurting.
My leg hurts so much. I mind-linked him while looking at him pleadingly, wishing that he could cut me some slack or change to another position.
“You deserve it!” he said sternly as he thrust his dick into my pussy. Goddess, it felt that my lower part was split. The pains down there and on my legs made sex more of a punishment. I thought I had a high tolerance for pain, but now tears streamed down my face.
I didn’t know how much time had passed when this ended. He put my hair aside and my neck was exposed. He leaned over and his teeth grazed my neck. The next second, he marked me and I blacked out.
It was the next morning when I opened my eyes again.
Thinking of how brutal Derek was last night, I was prepared for the pain in my leg, my neck, and my lower part when I sat up. However, I only felt sore in my legs and my lower part hurt a little bit because of the rough sex, and nothing else.
Was I still in a dream? I lifted the quilt and was surprised to find no bandage on my body. So Derek really relieved my pain. I checked over my body and found no new scars, which befuddled me. I had been whipped so many times and I thought that many new scars might be left on my body. But it turned out the opposite. I thought of something and then checked Derek’s body. I covered my mouth and couldn’t believe what I just saw. I once saw his naked body, his skin was actually quite good with few scars on his body though he had been through many fights. But now, there were many long pink scars on his body, running across his stomach to his leg. And they were scars left by whips. So the injuries on my leg and the new scars were all transferred to his body.
It was seven o’clock and Derek hadn’t wakened up, which was untypical of him. Normally, he would eat breakfast at this time every morning, but not this morning. Sure, he had so many injuries on his body and he needed rest.
I wore his bathrobe, got out of bed, and did some kicks. I even felt stronger than before. It felt so good to be strong again!
I jumped up in ecstasy while not making any sound. But when I turned around, Derek sat up shirtless with his arms crossed. He looked at me with a smile on his face.
I ran to him without hesitation and threw my body at him.
“Ouch, easy!” he said as he grimaced, looking painful.
Thank you. I mind-linked him and looked at him with a smirk.
“Hold back your smile. It’s as if you just found a good chance to escape,” he said as he squeezed my cheek.
It won’t happen anymore. I mind-linked him. I meant it.