Enslaved By The Alpha

My body is craving the beast, the last person that it should ever want. I keep remembering what it felt like to be kissed by him, to have his hands on the most intimate parts of my body. I don’t want to want him, but it hurts so much to try and fight it.

I don’t want to feel anything for someone like him. If I had a chance to turn off my emotions, I would do it just so that I wouldn’t feel the way I do.

I want things from him that he would never be able to give to me. I want him to like me and not just for my body; I want him to care for and love me. I want what my brothers have with their respective mates. I want a love so pure and beautiful that others can’t help but wish that they had it too.

And I want all of these things to be with him. I’m angry with myself for wanting these things, but I couldn’t stop thinking about it, not after yesterday.

I didn’t think that a day would come where I would have feelings for someone as heartless and demonic as him.

I’m in so much emotional pain that I want to hug myself, but I can’t even do that because my hands are still tied because of that asshole.

As if on cue, he walks in just then. I study him from head to toe which doesn’t go unnoticed by him. Can he tell how much I still want him after last night? Does he want me also?

I knew that he did but only in a s****I way. I knew that he would never want me any other way, not when he hated me so much. Hell, he wasn’t even happy about sexually wanting me; why would he ever want me in any other way? 

He has a plate of food in his hand, and I know that he’s about to force me to eat again. Even though I didn’t want to eat, I knew that my family was tearing villages apart while searching for me. I had to stay strong and healthy, at least for them. They would find me soon; I knew they would; I just needed to hold on a little longer. I couldn’t let kane break my spirit any more than he’d already done.

and puts

I want to be as stubborn as possible, but I know I’m not prepared for his retaliation. So, I decide to be

me my life, but I still go through with it. My lips close around his finger, and I suck on it longer than I

from him, and by his expression, I can tell that he hates himself as much as I do now. His gaze lifts to mine,

bothering him in the least. Too bad for

that makes me wet between the

reaction out of him. I’m hell-bent on

stronger than the mate bond? He was in for a rude

will affect him as well. By him destroying me, it would eventually catch up to him,

…………..

my nose, and almost immediately, my

get a reaction out of me. It was a dangerous

prisoner, not the other way around. I would not let her be

damn it, I still can’t get her f*****g taste out of my mouth. Her legs are right in front of me, and I’m tempted to make her spread them for me right now. My jaw clenches as I try to control the need to take her right