My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

We stay focused on eachother like that for a long time. I hope she got some strength from me since there wasn't much more I could do. I could hear muffled talking and grunts and groans from Mike, but I kept pushing it from my mind and focused only on Jena, her eyes watering so much the streams make streaks in the dirt that remains on her face.

“Such a good little girl." Mike coos at her. “I just wish that you would give me the child I want." He pulls out of her mouth and moves behind her. “You should be ready for me now, right my sweet Jena?" Seriously? I can feel my own hot tears running down my face. I strain against my chains trying to get to her even though I know there's no way. "Stop! Just stop." I whine out, unable to stop myself. Jena gives me a small shake of her head.

see the jealousy in your eyes and I must say it's quite the turn on." He lifts the tattered shirt she wears and places his palm in the middle of her back pushing her down onto her hands. "This is the pleasure you can expect very soon." He thrusts into her and

again, so he must have tightened his grip in her hair. "It's my favorite, Alpha." She barely whispers out. Her voice hoarse from the treatment before. It doesn't take him long to finish with a loud dramatic groan. Jena crumples to the floor and

way you were both eyeing each other. I might have to work that into our time together."