Semua Bab The Alpha's mate: Bab 71 - Bab 80

I woke up with a startled gasp, looking around to check where I was. Was he here? Was he going to hurt me? I was nearly hyperventilating, grasping the sheets as I tried to remember where I was. The room was quiet. The sound of soft breathing comes from beside me, and I look to see Dameon with his hair all messed up from the pillows, sleeping peacefully. Thank god I didn't wake him up.The sight of him filled me with some relief, but my heart was still beating a mile a minute. This often happens when I wake from night terrors like this--my body is still stuck in the dream, and the anxiety doesn't go away for a while. But why have I been having so many lately? It is really draining.In this one, my stepfather was holding me down as he pressed his knee down on my chest cavity. Any harder and he would've broken my rib cage. The hot ash from his cigar was raining down on my face, stinging my cheeks.My stomach still felt queasy; I quietly sneaked off the bed, gently moving Dameon's hands,

I gave Dameon a kiss on his cheek before I got out of the car, waving at him happily before I walked in the gates. I headed off to my first period skipping happily down the hall, a contrast to yesterday. My classmates were going to get whiplash from my mood swings, I swear.When I got to Math, I saw that Jake had moved his seat back to mine. That was a relief. That meant that our 'making-up" held merit. And that we could still be friends."Someone's in a good mood," he remarked as I sat down next to him, not able to wipe the beaming smile off my face."I just uh, had a really good breakfast!"I don't want to bring up Dameon again and make things weird."Sure,"He sounded kind of sarcastic and my smile dropped a little bit. He immediately sees this, and an apologetic look comes to his face. "Shoot. Sorry. I am working on not being salty about it "not being salty about it,"The 'it' he referred to must be my relationship with Dameon. "It's okay," I reassured him. I didn't want to fight

Warning: sexual scene continues.extra long chapter I wanted to make him feel it. Recallingthe porno Lia had once shown me whenwe were hanging out at her house,I decided on my next move. Using theprecum as lubrication, I slowly started tostroke up and down his penis, lookingup to see his reaction.He watched me lustfully,breathing hard. "Just like that,"Encouraged by his assurance, I tried to keep it up, but then his hand went to my sweatpants, rubbing me through the fabric. I was so turned on that it just felt good. But then he stopped, and I realized he.l was teasing me because he knew that it wasn't enough."D-Dameon..!" I begged."You want more?"I nod my head, flustered. So he pulled them down, his hand teasing my inside. I faltered in my stroking of him, my body jolting after being touched so directly. Right off the bat, the pressure and speed he fingers me with was just the right amount, enough to have me falling against his shoulder, my body going slack with pleasure.

A few seconds later the front door was slammed open, and a furious-looking Dameon charged into the house."What the fuck is going on here!?" he growls when his eyes find Tristen pinning me to the wall.I felt Tristen's hands on my back, pointing to my mark. "This." I was happy that I hadn't pulled off my sports bra, or I would have been bare in front of them bothMy face was smashed up against the wall, but I was able to spare a look at Dameon. For a brief moment, he looked shocked as he took in the sight of my skin. Dread floods me because I knew that meant he had seen them. Not the mark, but the deep, gruesome scars that littered my upper back, my stepfather's favorite place to mutilate me."Right under our noses," Tristen sneered, but at the moment I didn't care that I had been discovered. I cared because Dameon saw. That was all I could think about. Dameon had seen all of me, how disgusting I am. My stomach drops in terror. There was no way for me to reverse this.I burst out cryi

I woke up the next day feeling extremely depressed. I know I have always been depressed, But I was really feeling better lately. I should've known that would only last so long. I couldn't bring myself to move even an inch, much less get out of bed. I just wanted to lay wrapped up in the blankets all day.I watched as Dameon got ready, putting on a fresh shirt, and wearing his belt. His gaze came back to me almost every minute, and I could almost feel the unease emanating from him. Once he was done, he came to my side of the bed, kneeling down."Are you sure you're fine here? I can call in sick at work. Take you out," he said, his hand lightly caressing my face.I shook my head soberly but gave him a faint smile. "I-It's okay. I don't really wanna go anywhere,"He nodded in understanding, but he still looked conflicted. "I made some food for you. It's in the fridge,""Thank you." I nearly started to cry again at the sweet gesture, but held it in."Promise me you're going to eat it. Yo