CHAPTER 17: PUNISHMENT

REAH'S POV 

I bent in front of him and grabbed his dick with my two hands. I ran my fingers across it for a few seconds, staring at the length and size of it. I couldn't help but wonder how he was created. He was too fucking perfect!

I opened my mouth and took him in. Well... I could only cover a small part of him which made me feel a bit regrettable but the taste of his dick in my mouth was enough to get rid of those distracting thoughts. 

I closed my eyes and sucked him. Removing his dick from my mouth, I stared at the pink tip of his cock and my mouth watered. I licked it gently, causing him to moan out loud. I ran my tongue on it, licking and teasing the tip until I felt him grow bigger. 

I moved my mouth forward, taking the majestic dick in. I sucked faster and faster, his fingers in my hair, directing me on the momentum and I closed my eyes to savour the moment. 

He thought he was punishing me but this kind of punishment, I would want it every day!

Faster, faster, faster, I moved faster until I felt him grow harder and I knew he was about to release. I increased the pace, silently urging him to release and soon, I felt something juicy wash down my throat and my eyes widened. 

It was my first time tasting it, everything seemed new to me, however, It all felt natural to my body and I wanted more of it. I swallowed the whole cum and wiped the small that dripped from the corner of my mouth, licking that too. 

"You did well," He commented as he moved away and my eyes twitched. 

Alpha Xavier walked away from me without saying another word. He took his bath and walked away from the bathroom, leaving me sitting on the ground. 

"What was that?" I asked before he closed the door. 

He turned to look at me and to my surprise, his expression had turned cold again, "It was a punishment," He replied. 

My brows furrowed, I glared at him furiously, only stopping short of cursing him out loud. "Are you telling me you won't do more than we did?" I asked, inwardly hoping for a reasonable response. 

He looked at his standing dick and an evil smirk crossed his lips "Why won't we do more? You still have to satisfy me in bed, you know?" 

"What about me then? Who will satisfy me?" I blurted out, unable to keep quiet anymore. 

I was wet down there, my body kept screaming for his touch and my entire desire was to have him inside me, rocking me hard and making me scream but... He just wanted me to satisfy him? Who would satisfy me then?

"I will only satisfy the woman I love. Not a slut like you," He said and left the bathroom. 

My body shook violently and I felt my mind shattered. Did he just call me a slut?

The word "slut" rang in my ears a few times and my eyes became moist with tears. All I ever wanted was him, he was the very first man I ever wanted to give my body to. He was the first man I ever got attracted to but all he thought of me was a whore. 

A whore? Was it because of the way I satisfied him earlier? He thought that was how I'd been satisfying other men.

No matter what the case was, he shouldn't have said that to me and my heart broke into pieces hearing that word from him. I stood up from the ground and wiped the tears that had secretly escaped through the corners of my eyes. 

I walked into the bathtub and had a long sorrowful bath. I tried my best to stop myself from crying but each time the cold water sipped into my skin, tears would escape my eyes again. 

I couldn't help but think about the first day I saw him, the first time I set my eyes on him when we were in university. 

"Who is that handsome guy?" Joyce grabbed my hand and whispered into my ears. 

I, Who was busy checking something inside my textbook felt disgruntled to be disturbed in that matter and I wanted to scold Joyce when my eyes suddenly landed on a guy who was sitting on the seat next to us. 

We were in the library so I couldn't shout but I still covered my mouth and gasped loudly. The guy was the most handsome guy I'd ever seen. His temperament was alluring and he was refined. He was the kind of man I had always wanted, the man of my dreams. 

The kind of fictional man I'd always imagined myself with and the first time he spoke to me, his deep masculine voice made me wet down there and I felt hot from within. 

It was lust at first, I only wanted him to have me, but later, it turned to something else and I found myself longing for him. The day I saw him again inside that hotel room, even though I was drugged and wasn't really in my right senses, I still felt excited, knowing he was the one who made me a woman. 

However, that same man just called me a slut!

I stood up and walked toward the door. I looked at the bathrobe that was by the door and decided to wrap myself in it. 

Getting out of the bathroom, I saw Alpha Xavier lying in bed with his hands behind his head and his gaze turned to me the moment I stepped out. 

His eyes ran through my body and his gaze turned darker "Remove that," He ordered and I frowned. 

"Why must I?" I questioned back. 

My anger at that moment wasn't something I could completely control and seeing him again after what he said made my heart bleed. 

"Are you questioning me?" He growled, his eyes slowly turning red. 

Immediately, I felt a pang in my head and my body turned cold. I closed my eyes and held my forehead as I staggered backward "What... are... you... doing... to... me?" I stuttered with difficulty. 

Alpha Xavier sat up in bed "Killing you," He replied and my eyes widened. "In a few minutes, you will no longer be able to breathe and by then, You. Will. Die," 

His words rang in my ears and my heart sank. "No..." I cried bitterly.