Monster's mate

Part XII

His men came for me. I wouldn't go willingly to his chambers to witness horror. 

"Miss. Please cooperate with us or we would have no choice but to bring you there by force." One of the men said.

I wanted to argue with them but they were right. There is no escape from this. I won't give Sara satisfaction of watching me being puled there. I will preserve this little dignity that I am left with. 

His room was on completely different side than mine. Only then did I noticed how far away from him he put me. Was I that horrible? 

When I came they were already in there. It looked like they were not having great time either. But when Sara saw me whatever worry she had was gone and replaced with evil smirk. 

She started walking to him but he stopped her. "No need for foreplay." 

For the moment she looked confused. 

"Take down your clothes." He ordered her with a tone from which you could not tell his emotions. 

She complied and I felt sick to my stomach. As soon as I adverted my eyes away from them his head snapped in my direction. 

"I am not here to play circus with you Selest. You.will.watch." 

I know he doesn't get off, If someone, well me, watches him during s*x. More likely, he is even more bothered by it than me. So why is he making me watch this? I forced myself to look back at now naked Sara. I couldn't admit but she looked beautiful. Maybe even more than me. 

"Lay down." He said and she obliged. Then he took off his pants and his semi hard fatten and long shaft was in my full view. My jaw would drop If I was not that angry at him. He took it with his hand and start jerking off to get himself hard. After few minuted he laid down on top of her. What he did next was simply cruel even for my taste. 

He did not prepare her with pouring some lubricant or taking it slow with using his fingers to adjust her p***y. He did not take it slowly in getting himself inside of her. No. In one insensitive and coldhearted thrust he went all the way in. She screamed. 

What the hell was I witnessing here. Him rubbing It in my nose how he f***s her. His mate. Not me. Or him confessing It to me, showing me, how worthless to him she truly is. 

Pain on Sara's face and her screams did nothing to stop him. He never slowed down. He pumped her like tireless machine indifferent to her cries. Even I felt sorry for her. 

Once again his head snapped in my direction. Our eyes met and I held my breath. His eyes lost his normal color and turned completely dark. He looked like devil. And as he thrusted himself inside her fragile form his  dark, evil eyes watched me. He was not making love to her. I would not even describe it as f*****g. He was violating her. Not only her p***y but her heart. Her emotions. I realized It all meant nothing to him. All of her, all of what she had to offer, simply meant nothing. As he raped her, he stared at me. What is he trying to tell me? 

Did I get it all wrong? Was It me that meant nothing to him? Did he use her body to portray his feelings towards me? 

Sara started to object. Her being wanted to shut down. With ease he used his left hand to part her squeezing legs apart. What kind of men rapes a women that was already willing to give herself for free. What he feels is beyond hate. It is indifference. 

I could hear his hardened and huge shaft slamming in her. His thrusts quickened and I knew he was about to cam with his eyes still glued on me. He watched me with violent expression on his face. There was no lust. I tried to look away but couldn't make myself to do it. His fixed gaze on me was hypnotizing. 

"Do you see now?" He growled through teeth. I didn't understand. See what? 

With animalistic growl he pulled himself out of her and finished with few long strokes on her eyes. His. eyes.still.on.me.

After he was done, one of his men came inside the room and took Sara's weakened form to the medic. They must have been instructed beforehand that this was about to happen. I was about to leave with them when his voice stopped me. 

"Not you. You sit back down." 

Oh damn. I was really not up for talking right now. Or ever. I was beyond confused. What am I even supposed to feel right now. 

"I don't feel like talking right now" I said with hoarse voice. 

"But I do." He made little pause before continuing. "We will talk and this" he pointed finger on me, "all this, whatever you are trying to accomplish with your stupid games is about to stop."

He placed himself down, few meters from where I was sitting. 

"Tell me smart ass what was your plan again?" He spoke up. 

"I wanted to be loved by you." I tried. 

"Cut the bullshit Selest." He had that relaxed expression of someone that not long ago had good f**k session. That I happened to witness. 

"You already are loved" He poured himself water as he continued, "more than anyone." 

I twisted uncomfortably on my seat. "But that was not enough for you. Was it sister?" He emphasized on the word -sister-  as he made eye contact with me. I open my mouth to say something but no words left my throat. I was still affected by the rape he made me witness. Honestly, It felt like he was raping me through her. 

"You wanted more." He brought glass to his dry lips and took small sip. He had this unexplained expression on his face. 

"You know what is the difference between you and Sara?" He coldly asked and submissively I shrugged with my arms.

"It's your cunt." You wouldn't last two thrusts." He simply said and his eyes turned to darker shade. 

I knew what message he tried to bring across. That I am to him exactly what she is. Nothing. 

"How would you know.." He didn't let me finish and what he said next hit me harder than I wish to admit. 

"I felt the extent of your injuries." His eyes never left my sight as he spoke to me. I knew what he was referring to. The time when he had his fingers inside of me. 

"You can't know that." I whispered terrified of the truth he was not shielding me anymore of. 

"But I do. You would bleed out." I looked at him in hope to see some flinch or anything at all that would suggest he was making this up. 

"I would die?" I asked. 

"Not immediately. But yes." 

"Is this why you refuse to have me?"

He was silent for few minutes. I already thought he was not about to answer when he spoke out. 

"No. This is not why."

"Tell me then?" 

"Tell you what Selest?" He ironically asked. "Why I don't want to f**k my own sister?" 

"Do you even want me?" My voice cracked. Why was I not able to hold my emotions like he was. It irritated me how easy I was to read.

"I am not going to answer that." 

"Please I need to know" I begged with my puppy eyes directed to him. 

"You don't need to know s**t" His voice was denying me of any emotions to eat upon. 

He stood up from his place. "Ask of me anything you want for you to stop this." I could hear seriousness in his voice. I knew what to ask for. 

"I want Sara dead. By your hand."  I said. 

He looked at me with unreadable expression. "I know she means something to you. I know you can never get another mate. Even I cannot fulfill her space. You can't deny the bond you feel." I took big breath. 

"But I simply don't care. I want you to ultimately choose me." 

"Will that make you stop?" He looked at me dead serious. 

"Yes. Will you do it?" Anticipation was obvious from my voice

"It's already done."  

I smiled satisfied with determination in his voice. I smiled because In that moment i felt importance I held to him. 

Suddenly he grabbed my chin forcing me to look at him. I could see he doubted If I was truly aware of the extent of the crime he was about to commit but his next words made me understand  "If you break your promise I.will.break.your.neck."