Alpha Evon didn't waste any more words. His touch was rough, his hands exploring my body with a possessiveness that left no room for doubt. This was not an act of love; it was a claim, a mark of ownership. I bit my lip, trying to stifle the cries of pain as he positioned himself over me.
His gaze fell on my breasts, and he kept staring, his eyes darkening with lust. I could feel the heat of his stare, as if he were burning the image into his mind. He reached out, his fingers tracing the curve of my breast, and I shivered under his touch.
"I have no need for foreplay. I've gotten hard from looking at your bare breasts and hard n*****s," he said, his voice a low growl.
His eyes bore into mine, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of something softer. But it was gone as quickly as it appeared, replaced by a cold determination.
"This will hurt," he stated flatly, and there was no trace of sympathy in his voice. He took some saliva from his mouth and rubbed it on the head of his d**k.
I braced myself, but nothing could have prepared me for the pain that followed. He entered me with a force that took my breath away, a cry escaping my lips despite my best efforts to stay silent. The pain was sharp, a tearing sensation that radiated through my entire body.
"I am only being gentle tonight because of what I want from you," he said, his tone devoid of any warmth as he pushed deeper inside me.
Gentle, he said. Was this his definition of gentle? If this was what he meant by gentle, then I wondered what his roughness would feel like.
Evon didn't pause, his movements relentless as he took what he wanted. I clung to the sheets, my knuckles white with the effort to endure. Tears streamed down my face, mingling with the sweat on my skin.
"Please," I muttered almost to myself than it was to him.
The room was filled with the sounds of his grunts, harsh breaths, and low growls as he drove into me again and again. My body ached, every thrust sending waves of pain and humiliation through me. I felt like I was being split apart, my mind barely able to process the intensity of the sensation.
His hands gripped my hips, nails digging into my flesh, and I bit my lip harder, tasting blood. My vision blurred with tears, and I focused on a spot on the ceiling, trying to detach myself from the physical agony.
As Evon's pace quickened, I noticed something strange. His body seemed to change subtly. Veins bulged across his muscles, throbbing with each powerful thrust. His eyes, once dark and cold, now glowed a vivid green. The transformation made him look even more menacing, more primal.
I felt a strange heat spreading through my own body. My skin tingled, and my vision sharpened, colors becoming more intense. I could see every detail of Evon's face, the sweat glistening on his forehead, the way his jaw clenched with each movement. My senses were heightened, and I realized that my own eyes were reflecting the same green hue.
I tried to push the thought away, but it lingered. The connection between us grew stronger with each thrust, a bond that defied logic and reason. My wolf stirred within me, sensing the bond before I did.
Evon's grip on my hips tightened, and his movements became more frantic. His breathing was ragged, each exhale a growl that sent shivers down my spine.
Pain and humiliation mixed with a strange sense of connection. My wolf's presence grew stronger, her voice a whisper in the back of my mind. I was trying to make sense of the word but my mind was reeling with the physical pain that I was experiencing.
I clung to the sheets, trying to block out the sensations overwhelming my body. But the bond was there, undeniable and unbreakable. I could feel Evon's emotions and I wondered if he felt mine.
And the whisper came again. This time louder than before.
"Mate."
The realization hit me like a lightning bolt. Alpha Evon was my mate. How could it be?
His eyes locked onto mine, and for a brief moment, I saw confusion in his gaze. He didn't understand what was happening, didn't realize the significance of the bond that was forming between us. But I did.
The pain and fear didn't disappear, but they became secondary to the overwhelming truth. My wolf howled in recognition, and I felt a strange sense of peace amidst the chaos. I had found my mate, even if he didn't know it yet. And I wondered why.
Evon's pace slowed, his movements becoming more deliberate. His eyes never left mine, and I saw a hint of something in his gaze—curiosity, perhaps, or uncertainty.
With one final thrust, he let out a low growl, his body tensing as he found release. I felt a warmth spreading through me, a strange mixture of pleasure and pain. I wasn't supposed to feel like this but yet I did.
My body trembled, and I let out a soft sob, unable to hold back the emotions any longer.
Alpha Evon collapsed on top of me, his weight pressing me into the mattress. His breathing was heavy, and I could feel his heart pounding against my chest. He stayed there for a moment, his body still, as if trying to understand what had just happened.
It was certain that he felt something. Something he couldn't explain which is why he was confused. I heard that there were cases where only one would feel the mate bond while the other would be oblivious. There was still no explanation to this. One can only hope for his or her partner to realize later. Inside me, I hoped that he would realize it soon and maybe, just maybe, he would treat me better.
Finally, he rolled off me. He didn't say anything, didn't acknowledge the bond that had formed between us. But I knew he felt it too, even if he didn't understand it yet.
I lay there, my body aching and my mind reeling. He sat up, his eyes still glowing with that eerie green light. He looked at me, his expression unreadable, and I wondered what he was thinking.
"Rest," he said finally, his voice softer than before. Do not get up. I need to make sure that my seed plants deep inside you. And remember, Ayra," he said, his voice flat. "Your only purpose here is to give me a son."
He left the room without another word, leaving me alone with my thoughts. The pain and humiliation were still there, but they were overshadowed by the bond that now tied me to him. I didn't know what the future held, but I knew that my life had changed forever.
I had found my mate and even if he didn't know it yet, that changed everything.