Chapter 13: Be Gentle
Rebecca’s POV
When we reached Alpha Kaden’s chambers, he walked over to his velvet chair, sat down, and crossed his legs. His green eyes fixed straight onto me. He did not say a word, but the cold weight of his stare was loud enough.
Without being told, I began undressing.
My fingers trembled as I unbuttoned the torn blue uniform, letting the ruined dress slide down my body and pool around my ankles. It was better to just get on with this. It was better to get it over with so I could go back to the safety of my small room down in the servants’ wing. Just fifteen minutes, I told myself. Just fifteen minutes of enduring him, and all this will be over. At least for today.
After undressing, I stood completely naked in front of him. The cool air of the bedroom bit my bare skin, making me shiver.
Kaden picked up his glass, taking a slow drink of his whiskey while he ran his eyes up and down my body. His face was a totally blank mask. It was impossible to know what he was thinking or feeling. I might be a lot of things right now—a prisoner, a criminal, a broken she-wolf—but I still knew I had a sexy body. My curves were soft, and my skin was pale under the dim lights. But tonight, my body was also covered in the ugly red handprint from Tanya, fresh scratches from the supply room floor, and the dark purple bruises from his rough grip.
Worse than the marks on my skin was the deeper, hidden pain.
I was still in so much pain from yesterday. Last night, he had taken my virginity in the most brutal, merciless way possible. My core was incredibly sore, swelling with a sharp, tearing heat every time I shifted my weight. The raw cut on my thigh from the archer’s arrow throbbed in sync with the heavy beat of my heart. I was a physical mess, completely unhealed because of the silver choker locking my wolf away.
Kaden set his empty glass down on the desk with a dull thud.
"Turn around," he ordered. His voice was flat, cold, and empty of any emotion.
My stomach twisted into a hard, tight knot of fear. The thought of him touching my sore body, of him ripping into me from behind without a single care for my wounds, made a wave of panic rush through my chest. I didn’t know where I suddenly got the courage from, but the fear of the impending pain made me open my mouth.
I swallowed the dryness in my throat and spoke.
"Can you... can you please be a little gentle tonight?" I whispered, my voice cracking in the quiet room. I clutched my hands tightly in front of myself, staring at his chest because I couldn’t bear to look into his eyes. "Yesterday, you took my virginity in the most brutal way. I am still so sore, and—"
Before I could even finish my sentence, the air in the room violently shifted.
Like a flash of lightning, Kaden was out of his chair. He moved with impossible alpha speed. Before I could even blink or take a step backward, his massive body was towering directly in front of me, completely blocking out the light.
His large, rough hand shot out, his fingers wrapping around my jaw in a brutal, iron-tight grip. He squeezed my face hard, digging his fingers right into the bruised skin, forcing my mouth slightly open as he violently yanked my head back.
I let out a sharp gasp of pain, my small hands instantly flying up to catch his thick wrist, but it was like trying to move a solid stone wall.
"Gentle?" Kaden hissed. He leaned down, his face inches from mine. His breath smelled of bitter whiskey, and his dark eyes were wide and wild with a terrifying rage. "You want me to be gentle with the monster who murdered my wife? You want mercy after what you did to my mate?" His angry voice echoed through the room. I kept my jaw tight and did not answer.
I knew the deal I had made. I had agreed to be his breeder to save what was left of my life, and I knew exactly what that meant. He had a right to his anger.
Kaden didn’t wait for me to speak. He let go of my face with a rough push, making me stumble backward. Before I could even catch my breath, he reached over to his desk and snatched a thick strip of black silk.
He stepped behind me. I stood perfectly still as the cold silk was wrapped tightly over my eyes. He tied it hard at the back of my head. Total darkness crashed down on me.
Not being able to see made everything feel sharper. My ears picked up every small sound—the heavy shift of his boots, his rough breathing, and the fierce, angry growl vibrating deep inside his chest.
Suddenly, his large hands grabbed my waist. His fingers dug into my skin like iron claws.
With one swift move, Kaden lifted my bare body completely off the floor and slammed my back against the cold wall of his bedroom.
I locked my jaw, bracing myself. I didn’t beg. I didn’t say no. I had agreed to this contract, and I would see it through.
He shoved my right leg up, forcing it around his thick hip. The sudden movement pulled hard against the raw arrow wound on my thigh, sending a sharp wave of heat down my leg, but I squeezed my eyes shut behind the cloth and took it.
Kaden didn’t hesitate. He lined himself up against my sore entrance and drove himself inside me with one deep, heavy thrust.
The pain was intense. My virginity had been taken so brutally just last night, and my body had not healed at all. Being forced open again felt heavily painful. I gasped for air, my fingers wrapping around the smooth wood of the wall behind me, anchoring myself against the fierce stretching between my thighs.
Kaden grabbed my hips tightly, holding me against the wall, and began to move inside me with hard, punishing strokes. Every slam of his body against mine sent a heavy shockwave up my spine. He was too big, too heavy, and driven by pure rage.
He fucked me like he hated me.
Because I was blindfolded, I couldn’t see the rhythm coming. Every thrust hit my body hard, testing my limits in the pitch black.
Kaden leaned his head down, burying his face into the side of my neck. His sharp teeth bit down hard into the soft skin near my shoulder, marking me firmly. He growled like a wild beast, his hot breath covering my skin as his pace became faster, harder, and completely relentless.
I held back my gasps, refusing to break. I knew my wolf was locked away behind the silver choker, leaving me completely dependent on his Alpha strength to hold my weight.
The air in the room felt thick and suffocating. The only sounds in the dark were the heavy friction of our bodies, the steady thud of my back against the wall, and Kaden’s rough, animalistic grunts. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
My left leg began to shake violently. My muscles felt like jelly, unable to hold myself up anymore. If it wasn’t for his massive hands locking my hips in place, I would have slid down the wall long ago.
Kaden let out a loud, rough roar. He pushed into me one last time, driving himself as deep as possible, but he didn’t cum inside me.
For a long moment, he kept me pinned against the wall, his chest heaving heavily against my breasts. I could hear his fast heartbeat against my ribs.
Then, he pulled out of me abruptly.
Without his support, my body instantly slid down the cold wall. I landed on the hard floor in a tired, shaking pile. I lay there in the dark, pulling my knees toward my chest as the blindfold remained tied over my eyes. I was sore, bleeding from my thigh, but the duty was done.
Above me, I heard the sound of Kaden fixing his clothes. Then his cold, authoritative voice spoke.
"Get out!"