CHAPTER 5~ A WORTHLESS DAUGHTER
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WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS THEMES THAT MAY BE UNSUITABLE FOR SENSITIVE READERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
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“I’ll give it to you just how you like it; rough and forceful…I tend to enjoy it that way as well.”
Denae fisted her hands as she cried, her lips trembling in anger and in fear. His hands were all over her skin and it disgusted her.
After killing both her parents, this man felt no regret nor guilt. In fact the story of how barbarous he took them down amazed him. He’d tell it to her every chance he got, maybe to anger her, maybe to make her hate him more or maybe t~
Denae’s eyes widened when her panty was pulled down her thighs and immediately after, she squeezed them shut, denying him access. “P-Please don’t…Claudia, go to Claudia.”
“No.” He grabbed her legs, tearing them apart and peering at all of what she didn’t want him to see. “Beautiful Denae…you’ve always been the prettiest and tastiest of all my wives.”
He burrowed his head between her legs and as his lips enveloped her, Denae pushed at his head, begging him to stop. He didn’t, his tongue licked her clean, soaking her walls in his spit and only then did he raise his head, looking down at her with an intense gaze. “You taste as good as you smell, you’re right Denae, I raided your pack unexpectedly, they never saw it coming because there was no vendetta between us. It was you…you were the cause of your parents death because I only waged war to acquire you.”
“W-What…?” She’d heard him say many things about her parent’s death, but this wasn’t one of them.
“You heard me…that beautiful young girl who’d just turned eighteen; a new, ripe fruit for me to play with…you were what I came for. Your parents, your friends, your pack members, they all died because you were born pretty.”
Fresh tears graced Denae’s eyes and his hideous smirk grew wider because of that. Denae didn’t understand…was he saying that he killed her father and ordered his men to rape her mother all because he wanted to f*ck their eighteen year old daughter?
Anger and pain toured through Denae’s body as she clenched her fists, using them to hit him over and over again until he grabbed them. “You’re a psycho! A mad man…I’ll end you…I swear I will.”
She trashed beneath him, wanting to hit him until that smirk was no more, until his face was bloodied, but she was too weak.
“That’s it…that’s the energy I wanted to see…you look more like your mother now; helpless and scared but still courageous. She had cried just like you, and she had looked me in the eyes and called me a sick motherf*cker too…how I had loved it…her voice was so loud and sweet that I couldn’t let her die and not f*ck her too.”
His c*ck circled her entrance and Denae froze immediately, looking up at him with pleading eyes. “No please…”
He rammed into her. “This was exactly how I entered her…and even after taking so many c*cks, she was still as tight as a virgin, but you Denae…you’re way tighter.”
Denae screamed out, her hands fighting against his hold as pain tore through her. She felt like he had just ripped her apart…she felt like she was bleeding.
“She had screamed like that too…a sound that pleased my c*ck greatly as I hammered into her just like this.”
His hips started to plummet into her hard and fast, and soon, Denae laid stiff against the bed, unmoving as he continued his assault on her. She felt numb, and somehow the story of how her mother died was more painful than his c*ck hammering against her battered walls.
It must’ve been painful…for her mom and for her dad who could do nothing but watch. They died in pain because of her and so many years had passed, and she had yet to avenge them…
A worthless daughter, all she did was cry and cry and cry…she’d never raised a knife at this man’s neck even after promising him retribution so many times…
A coward she was indeed…a fool who waited 9 years for her mate to save her, because she knew that she couldn’t save herself.
As Denae’s body jerked up and down, she looked at the evil man, the tears in her eyes falling as he groaned out his pleasure. It seems he’d finally gotten what he wanted…he had finally broken her into pieces.
Twisting away from him, she stared at the bland, white walls, crying to herself until it was over. His c*m, he had wasted it on her stomach and now he was standing in front of her, ready to leave. “I suppose you’ll be able to fall asleep now…you look tired enough.”
Denae didn’t answer him, she didn’t have the energy to.
“I’ll come see you again tomorrow, I’ll make sure to apologize and kiss you a lot so that you can forgive me for everything that happened tonight.” He kissed her forehead and walked out of the room, leaving her with nothing but watery eyes and a heart that was completely broken.
She felt just as helpless as she did nine years ago when he had f*cked her until she bled in this same room. But somehow the pain she felt back then could not add up to the pain she felt now.
She now knew why her father and mother had to die and that…that…
Denae reached for the sheets, pulling it over her naked body…nobody had saved her mother and her father…would nobody really come to her rescue?
Not even Zai~?
Denae sat up immediately, just now remembering that she was supposed to meet him hours ago. He’d told her that if she missed a day he’d tell his father and make sure that he f*cked her in front of the whole pack before killing her…just like he did the other girls he’d killed.
Denae shuffled off the bed, ignoring the pain in her back, hips and core as she reached into her closet, taking out the first set of clothes she found and putting them on. She couldn’t let him tell his father…if she wasn’t desperate before, then she was desperate to get her revenge now…and she couldn’t die without attaining it.
With steps as quiet as that of a mouse, she sneaked downstairs and through the front door and then into the woods towards the abandoned bathroom.
It took her some time, but she was close now and though she was late, she knew he was still there…she could smell his scent, but she could smell another scent too…
A woman’s…
The scent was strongly pigmented, which could only mean that whoever this woman was, she was immensely aroused and Zaid…Zaid was aroused too.
With a heart that pumped painfully in her chest, she ran towards their scents until she found them by a tree so close to the abandoned bathroom, and to her horror, they were f*cking.
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