Chapter 2: Not Your Mate

ONE HOUR AFTER THE BIDDING

Alora's POV

"Open up."

I glared at one of the masked men who pushed me to fall uncomfortably inside a white van. "Fuck you." One of them is sitting intimidatingly beside me at the backseat while the other is driving mindfully. It seems that both of them have no intention of revealing their faces soon.

Instead, they chuckled at my response.

I watched as the man beside me opened a small rectangular foil wrapper with white tablets inside. My eyes widened in horror as I realized why he asked me to "open up" earlier.

"Man, I don't understand why the master would spend fifty grand for damaged goods like this."

"Right. She's not even submissive. What is the master planning to do with her?"

They were lost in their own conversation about me as if I am out of the picture.

I gritted my teeth and sucked it all. I tried to steady my racing heart and growing anxiety when one of my captors pulled two white tablets from the foil and started leaning towards me. From my position it was hard to wiggle free since my wrists are now bound from behind me.

All thoughts I had went flying out the window when all of a sudden, he grabbed both of my cheeks using his huge hand and forced me to open my mouth.

"N-no! Get away. GET AWAY!" I mumbled in panic as I thrashed and squirmed in hopes to get away from his terrifying hold. The way his fingers were digging on my flesh was painful but I tried my best not to cry. Even if my eyes are starting to sting, I willed myself not to show any signs of weaknesses to them.

"Don't make this harder for all of us, goddamn it!" he yelled as his other hand tried to insert the tablets inside my mouth.

I am not giving up. I'd rather die than fall without a fight.

"Shit, shit, shit. Stop kicking me, you bitch!"

"What the hell, fucking stay still, will ya?!"

"H-HELP! SOMEBODY, H-HELP ME!" I spat the tablets and bit his hand so hard that he had no choice but to jump away from me for a brief second. When I kicked the driver so hard, I heard the van screech. He struggled to drive in a straight direction that all of us inside began swerving harshly.

Yet, I tried turning the chaos into an opportunity.

"HELP! PLEASE! ANYBODY!" I glanced at the window only to be swallowed by dread at the realization that it was tinted black. From the inside, it looks like we were in the middle of a secluded forest with no one to hear us. To hear me.

"No, no...Please. Somebody..." My voice was barely a whisper when the man sitting beside me pulled me by the hair and laid my body completely in the back seat.

SMACK.

A solid punch in my face almost knocked the wind out of my system and a hot, sticky fluid started pouring out of my nostrils. It was blood.

The man's heavy panting filled the eerily silent atmosphere before I heard the van move again. When my captors finally gathered themselves back, the driver started cursing at me.

"Fucking bitch. I hope the master would give you the hardest fucking life."

Beside me, the stranger started searching for the tablets again and pinning me down with the rest of his huge body. "SILENCE! LET ME CONCENTRATE!"

"OH, FUCK YOU TOO!"

When he went back to face me, I was coughing blood. He finally got what he was looking for and I could tell that from beneath the mask, he smirked in victory.

"This will finally shut her up."

This time, two fingers went aggressively inside my mouth, pulling my upper and lower jaw apart. I couldn't do anything to fight back. I winced at the bitterness of the tablets spread through my taste buds when he placed them over my tongue and tilted my head back so they could travel smoothly down my throat.

"Mhmp! Mhmppp!" It didn't even take a minute before my head was spinning and my vision was blurring. I thought that this is my end. That death has finally come knocking at my door and taking me violently.

But before the darkness completely swallowed my consciousness, I heard one of them speak ominously, albeit in slow-motion. It was the drugs. Or maybe, death itself was making me lose my sanity.

"Master, we're here." The van stopped moving and the air was thick. I heard a high-pitched creak of what appeared to be a gate opening. I imagined the devil stepping out and claiming me anytime soon.

The door of the van opened and an image of a suited devil with a rose tattoo on his neck greeted my fading vision. I fought my eyelids that were slowly closing.

"Bathe her, feed her. Give her new clothes. Make sure that she's clean before I tear her apart." That was the last thing I heard before everything turned black

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PRESENT

"Mmp!"

"Ah...Ah!"

Our lips crashed like two burning puzzle pieces. He devoured me, bit me, inhaled me and I let him do whatever he wanted with me.

"You smell so delicate." He growled in between heavy pants. "Like lavender and ripe peaches." I felt a gush of liquid travel down my core when his fingers slid through my scalp and grabbed my hair by the roots forcing me to look up in thrill.

"Ah...Wait."

The Alpha licked his lips before leaning down and sucking a sensitive spot on my throat all while his free hand toyed with my thighs.

"Tell me little omega, what do you want?" He asked wigh a honeyed voice before biting my left earlobe again. At this point, it's obvious that he has a kink for biting women.

I swallowed hard, willing my pussy to calm down. But the more I hide the pleasure coursing through my veins, the more my tight hole aches.

"Only if you tell me your name." I was hoping that my voice sounded intimidating but in truth, it sounded nothing more than above whisper and pathetic moaning.

And there goes the low chuckle from his chest again. "Conrad. Conrad Blackwood. Happy?"

I balled my fist to the side as the scent of black orchids turned me on a little more. I panted and clung to his shirt like a mindless animal, basking in his pheromones.

Conrad, huh? More. I want more of him.

As if he's reading my mind, he grabbed my by the hips and technically manhandling me towards the bed. He pushed my body downwards, making my poorly clad ass to lift in the air.

SMACK

"Ah!" His slap made me moan emvarrassingly so I buried my face in the pillow laying above my head.

"If you want more, you have to use your words."

His fingers trailed my skin, leaving goosebumps in its trail. Finally, he touched me where I needed him the most. His fingers expertly circled my clit, making me to spread my legs involuntarily.

"Please..." I bit my lower lip until it bled while I fisted the satin bedsheets as he continued to touch me. He went on and on until the room was filled with squelching sounds of my pussy drooling for him. Longing to be filled.

A little bit morw and I can feel my end already.

"Words." He threatened before stopping altogether. The sudden change in the sensation was torture. No, no...I want more.

"I w-want you inside me." I finally blurted out.

And it seems that he didin't have to be told twice. His expert hands moved the fabric of my lingerie to the side before I felt the head of his dick breaching my entrance.

"No! Wait!" I screamed when it started to burn.

"Relax. You have loosened enough.

To my surprise, the Alpha went slowly. He pushed forward inch by inch until my toes curled and the pain of being stretched out for the first time tripled the more he went further.

"Oh my g-god..."

Ngh. Almost there baby. Fuck. So fucking tight." He grunted and mumbled to himself before encouragjng me to breathe. At the back of my mind, I felt my gut fluttered the moment he called me that petty nickname.

Despite looking away, I could tell that his dick is above average in size and girth as it stretches me to the fullest and filled me to the brim.

He pushed out midway beforw going back in. Out and in and out again until....

"AH! S-slowly please." I begged when he suddenly fastened his pace, making my eyes burn with tears.

"Shit. Yeah...you're a virgin, alright."

Conrad rammed my inside like he owns it. But then again, he already own me. So he did what he wanted when I finally adjusted to his girth.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the otherwise quiet room.

"Ah..." Soon, my mouth formed an involuntary 'o' as the pain turned to pleasure. When i turned my head around to take a good look at him, the tips of his ears were red and his eyes were shut, eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

He looks so damn hot lost in pleasure like this.

As he continued to use my hole roughly, I a hot, thick liquid travel down the inside of my thighs.

"You're bleeding."

Many times, I have imagined what it would feel like to lose my virginity to the man that I love. I thought it would be romantic and tender.

"Tsk. What did you expect given your size?"

I never expected that it would be as cold as this.

Despite my blood, the sensation isn't painful. It was delicious and the pleasure was making my head spin.

"Hah!" He leaned forward and forced my face to the side before diving in for a passionate kiss as his chest vibrates with his deep grunts. "Keep talking like that and you won't get any sleep tonight."

"Fuck off..." I cursed bravely knowing that the telltale of my orgasm as the coil in my gut began to tighten.

When his dick hit a particular spot deep inside me, I moaned his name. "C-conrad!" What a perfect contradiction.

"Yeah. Say my name like that."

His rhythm stuttered and his dick pulsed. I could tell that he's about to cum too.

"Fuck. Fuck. I'm close."

I hung my jaw at his words. My body seems to take his words as a sign of encouragement to continue being pliant.

"Ah...Ah! Me too!" I cried.

Two seconds have passed until I felt my insides grow hot. The walls my vagina tightened and pulled him in further while his dick throbbed and was emptied all the way.

"Shit. That was amazing." He exhaled before plopping down beside me with a satisfied smile.

I was boneless too. But this time, I took a closer look at his face. Now that the height of pleasure was gone, I feel the need to cover my body with a blanket.

There was an awkward silence that filled the air when reality set in.

"Why did you buy me? Someone like me can't possibly your mate." I said nervously.

But Conrad's eyes darkened as he reached for his bedside drawer and lit a cigarette. 

"Darling, I'm not looking for a mate." He inhaled the toxic smoke, its smell masking the relaxing black orchid scent of his pheromones.

The Alpha turned his head to the side, flashing me a cold and predatory gaze.

"I am looking for a slave."