Damien carried me bridal style to the bed, placing me gently on the bed, soon after my clothes were peeled off from my body, lying discarded on the floor and I was laying naked before him. No part of my body hidden from his eyes.
I stare up at him conscious of my body, his green eyes rakes over my body, drinking the view greedily. He licks his lips hungrily, reminding me of a predator who finally caught his prey.
Subconsciously I move my hands to cover myself but he stops me, pinning my hands above my head.
What was I thinking giving myself to a man I just met? There's no turning back now, is there?
“Why do you wish to cover it? Huh? This was what you wanted wasn't it? You wanted to have me so badly and now I'm giving you what you want.” He says, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine.
Wait, what does he mean by all he said? I'm only trying to help him here. Does he thinks I was the one that drugged him?
I think this is a bad idea.
“Damien." I call his name about to push him away but nothing prepared me for the pain I was about to feel.
I bit my lip, trying to stop myself from screaming in pain when he drives into me roughly.
I could taste the blood on my lips as I bit on it , tears welling up in my eyes.
“This is what you wanted, isn't it?" He grunts, flipping me over with ease and ramming into me continuously.
This idiot. Can't he be a bit more gentle with me?
I stared at the headboard as dots filled my vision, the darkness calling me to. The last thing I heard were his grunts before I lost consciousness.
_Damien’s POV_
I groaned in pain when I opened my eyes, pressing my fingers into my forehead to stop the headache that threatened to kill me.
The sweet smell of strawberries fills my nostrils and I look at the figure sleeping next to me, her naked body open for me to feast my eyes on. The bruises I had given her last night scattered all over her body, amongst some old ones.
If it were to be in a different situation I might have stayed to admire my art work on her body.
Another broken dirt added to the list.
Alex howled in my head, running around restlessly.
I don't have any time for his drama this morning.
With a frown on my face, I pull the duvet up to cover her body, feeling disgusted when my fingers brushes against her back, the sparks I was certain I felt last night shooting up my arm.
So this girl here is my mate, the one chosen my the moon goddess to rule by my side.
Is this a joke?
I stare at her in disgust, feeling tempted to kill her right here and now.
I stretch out my hands ready to strangle her but I'm restrained my Alex.
“No. She. Mate."
Don't tell me he formed an attachment with her already. She's just like the other wolves, power hungry leeches who would do anything for it.
My hand goes limp and falls on her neck and in a flash she was away from the bed, standing few meters away and staring at me like a wounded animal. She seems cautious of me, but it's all an act. She deserves an Oscar, I can give her that.
My eyes goes to the sheet that was stained red and I smile sarcastically, she was even prepared to give her first time up to someone she doesn't know.
Either she was that shameless or she cut herself and dyed the sheets red, either way she seemed destestable in my eyes.
A vermin wanting to crawl its way up the social ladder and would do whatever it takes to do that. And when she found out we were mates, I bet she must have felt ecstatic.
When did she give me the drug? Was it when I was at the bar? The person that bumped into me and claimed it was a mistake.
“Damien?" She calls my name cautiously, the duvet wrapped around her body in a protective form.
“How do you feel?" She asks me, staring at me with her large blue orbs. Looking like a defenseless child.
“You got what you wanted didn't you?” I ask her, getting off the bed and grabbing my clothes which were scattered on the floor.
"What?” She asks me, clearly confused.
I roll my eyes as I wear my trousers, buckling my belt.
I must really give it to her, she decides to play dumb till the very end. Smart.
Many people confess to their crimes immediately.
“Damien what are you talking about? We are mates." She walks towards me, touching my arm. Once again my body reacts in a way that disgusts me, I resisted the urge to hold her in my arms.
It's the stupid mate bond talking, I should get rud of it quickly.
“We are not mates." I growled slapping her hand away from me.
I didn't miss the frown that formed on her face, and seeing such an ugly expression on her beautiful face made me feel uneasy.
My wolf howled in protest at the lose of her touch on my skin. I felt empty the moment her hand left me.
“What did you think? You'd drug me and sleep with me. And then what? Use the mate bond as some kind of excuse to worm your way into my life. That is never going to happen. I would never accept you as my mate and you would never be my Luna.” I growled at her, ignoring the pain that seeing her in tears caused.
It was only because of the bond I felt bad. After ai reject her I wouldn't feel this way anymore.
"Damien you got it all mixed up. I wasn't the one that drugged you. I just-” She begins with an excuse, but I wasn't ready to hear it because I wouldn't believe her.
I raise my right palm silencing her immediately, her sniffles the only thing that could be heard in the quiet room.
It's either now or never. I should get it over with.