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.

He thrusts into her and she groans in pain. "I know this is your favorite, isn't it Jena?" She doesn't answer him right away, so he grabs a fistful of her hair and yanks her head back, she grunts again as he continues to

barely whispers out. Her voice hoarse from the treatment before. It doesn't take him long to finish

stands up, rights his clothes and walks to me. He brushes his knuckles on my cheek, "Soon my Luna, you can have that pleasure too. My warriors were a little too rough with you and I need you to heal a bit more before I can have you. Your bruising does not excite me at all. But I did enjoy the way you were both eyeing each other. I might have to work that into our time together." Then