Page 43 of Dark Revolution

Chapter 14

Annora

Pain lancesmy skull as I force my eyes open. The memories of the last several moments are a blur, but I remember enough to know that I should be dead. The leash is still around my neck but not quite as tight. I reach down to rub my sore throat before realizing I can’t move. Panic rushes my system, and my eyes pop open.

“Settle. I can smell your fear.” His voice is so close, yet I can’t see him. His scent engulfs me, so I know he’s nearby. “Did you actually think I was going to kill you?”

Biting down on my lower lip, I stare at the back wall of the bedroom, refusing to answer. A sharp pain blossoms on my asscheek as his hand crashes down on me far harder than before. My body sways forward a bit, but I’m still held steady by whatever has my wrists suspended.

“Answer me, omega,” He growls, striking the other cheek. “I am done playing these games with you.”

“Yes. I thought you were going to kill me.”

His face looms in my peripheral, and I move to look the opposite way, but his fingers grip my hair, forcing my head to keep straight. Hot breath washes over my skin as he moves in closer, sliding his other hand around my throat. The metal bites into my skin, but I refuse to whimper. “You fucking thought I was going to kill you.”

“Please. Just get it over with. I don’t want to suffer.”

He scowls at me and pushes away. I don’t dare turn to look at him, but his heavy footfalls as he paces the floor make me jolt as if he’s hitting me. “Oh, my sweet, Annalise. The fact that you would think so little of me. Is that why you fucked him while I was forced to watch? He defiled our nest. Defiled you.” Pausing, he slides up behind me, burying his nose into my hair and breathing deep. “But you’re back now. That’s all that matters.”

Jaxxon reaches lower, dragging his fingers across my sensitive flesh. A moan bubbles up in my throat, but he cuts me off, sealing my lips shut with his free hand. “Such a greedy, greedy cunt. Was it good for you? Was his cock better than mine?” He pulls away and brings his hand up, smacking me hard in between my legs.

I blanch and jerk forward but am held immobile by his unmovable grip. Shocks of lightning race through my body, but underneath that bite of pain is a warmth that follows, filling me up. Why is he doing this? Who is Annalise? I want to ask him, beg him to forgive me. I don’t want to be an omega, but if submitting will give me back the man that took me over the threshold last night, then I’ll do it. As it is, the way he touches me, the way he speaks to me, would saying anything just make him enraged?

I don’t yet know what makes this Alpha tick yet, and I’m scared that anything I say or do will just push him further over the edge. My mind alternates between mindless internal chatter and nothing. Every time I go to open my mouth, my mind screams at me to shut the hell up.

Without preamble, his fingers force their way deep inside, filling me up with more than just his one digit. I scream into his hand, but he doesn't relent. Over and over, he pounds into me until the barrier finally gives way. My insides cramp as a sharp pain overrides my senses. Tears pour from my eyes as he continues to violate me with his fingers.

What am I supposed to do now? I can’t break free, but the pain is too much. I lurch forward, hoping to slide off, but Jaxxon slams me back down, sending another rending sensation through me. “You let him fuck you, Annalise. How could you do that to me, to us?” Pulling out, I take the small reprieve to catch my breath, struggling to move my face enough to free my lips. He needs to stop this. He might not have planned on killing me, but if he doesn’t stop, he will.

Once more, the Ferals come to mind, blood dripping from their bodies as they destroyed the omega. I’m not even in heat yet. What will happen then? “What’s the matter, omega, already forgotten how much you want me? How you cried out for me when I fucked you senseless? Did Roderick ever make you pass out from the pleasure he bestowed upon you?”

Reaching around, he plucks at my nipples until the pain begins to morph into white-hot pleasure. His bulbous head prods my entrance until it notches just inside. As he plays my body like an instrument, I lean back, turning my agony into a shared rapture. Again, my hips begin to move, needing something more than the small bits of fulfillment he’s giving me.

“That’s right, slut, impale yourself upon me. You’re so fucking wet. Were you this wet for him? Hmm?” He reaches down where our bodies meet and plays with that pleasure spot until all I can think about is him and his fingers. Groaning against his palm, I rock back again, taking him a little deeper.

To his credit, he doesn’t move and allows me to set the pace. It’s the one blessing he allows me. If he thrusts into me in the delusional rage that he’s in, he’s liable to split me in two. I can feel myself stretching to accommodate him, but it’s only going so far. Any further, and the pain becomes too much.

“Fuck me, Annalise. Take my knot deep inside you, so I can reclaim what’s mine. Please, baby, do this for me. Let me own you once more.” The despair tainting his voice nearly undoes me. My heart cries out for him, for my heart-sick Alpha. Can I truly tame the demons by accepting a bit of discomfort?

Closing my eyes, I conjure up the few memories of us that aren’t tainted with his rage. Jaxxon holding me close as he dresses me. Jaxxon pleasuring me with his tongue, showing me the delights of my body I never knew it held. His fingers keep strumming back and forth, creating a fluid that helps ease me down a bit more.

Agony crawls up my spine as I force myself down another inch or two. I have no clue how much more of him there is, but I know I’m near a breaking point. “Please, my love, my soulmate. Let me claim you once more.” I nod against his hand, and in a flurry of movement, he undoes the bonds at my wrists.

Boneless, I fall forward onto the bed, crying out as pinpricks of sensation ripple through my arms. But then, he’s there, holding me, surrounding me, filling me with his scent, his growl. I can’t breathe with him there. I can’t cry out because no one else will hear me. No one will save me. Scrunching my eyes closed, I grip the sheets beneath me and bury my head into the pillowy softness, praying to Ilaria for this to be over quickly.

“Invite me into your nest, omega,” Jaxxon growls, his lips skimming my ear before biting down on my lobe.

I turn and stare at the pile, my insides clenching. Again, it seems that Jaxxon’s going to ruin something so precious, so sacred. Please don’t let him ask this of me.

“Your nest, omega. Or am I not good enough for it anymore? Hmmm.” He pauses, threading his fingers through my hair before fisting it and pulling my head up, forcing me just a bit more onto his cock. “Roderick was good enough for your nest. What makes him better than me? I claimed you first. How dare you refuse me what you willingly gave to him!”

A choked sob ripples through me as he growls into my ear, all lethal seduction and predator rolled into one. “Please. Please Jaxxon. Come into my nest.”

He doesn’t move. For a moment, time stands still until I worry he might not have heard me. Instead of rutting into me as I expect him to do, he picks me up, his cock still lodged inside of me, and takes me over to my nest, settling me down into the soft cloud filled with his scent. Everything feels so much better. Just that action alone helps just as the fabrics soothe my heated skin. Whimpering, I clutch the downy softness close to me and tense, waiting for him to finish the job.

Before I can gather my strength, he surges forward, filling me with his cock. I bury my head and scream as terror and agony fill my brain until all I can see is blackness, and all I can hear is the fuzzing of my mind as I begin to slip.

We stay there for a moment, neither of us moving. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. I’m so impossibly full. Everything is stretched taut underneath him, and every movement, no matter how slight, burns me from the inside out. Again, his fingers slip in between, and his magical movements soothe some of the discomfort.