The Alpha's Broken Mate

Chapter 4

*Marissa*

    I walked into the house but instead of going to my parents room, I walked straight to my room and locked the door. I grabbed my homework and walked into the bathroom before closing the door and locking it. I sat there for thirty minutes and didn't hear anything. I started thinking that maybe my step-father didn't come home after work. After another 10 minutes I got up from the bathroom floor and unlocked the door deciding that my step-father stayed at work later. I unlocked my bedroom door and froze once I opened it. Standing on the other side of the door was the devil himself.

    "Why didn't you come to my room, baby girl?" my step-father asked.

     I stood frozen in place, not knowing what to do or say to get myself out of this. I watched as my father slapped me hard across the face and I fell to the floor in a slump, clutching my stinging cheek. He reached down, grabbed a fistful of hair, and yanked as hard as he could drawing tears to my eyes.

    "I asked you a question baby." he said.

    "I didn't know you were home." I cried out in pain.

    "You know that's a lie baby. I am always home unless I text you otherwise." he said as he slapped me across the face again. "Get up."

    I scrambled to my feet and was slammed against the wall. He slapped me again before he proceeded to take my sweater and sweat pants off.

    "I hate when you were these baggy clothes baby." he said as he started kissing my neck. "You have such a beautiful body. It's a sham you keep it hidden."

    Before I could say anything I felt his knee come in contact with my stomach. I crumpled to the ground clutching my stomach in pain. I felt his fist make contact with my chest as he kept hitting me.

    "I can't damaged you too much baby since you need to look sexy in your dress. So I guess I have to stop now." he stated. "Get on the bed."

    I got up and started begging him to let me go as I felt my body ache from the pain.

    "Please don't. I can't take anything. I ache all over." I told him.

    He grabbed me by my hair throwing me on the bed before climbing on top of me putting his thigh between my legs forcing them to spread apart. He slapped me across the face again and I felt the tears start falling.    

    "You call me daddy when you speak to me." he said as he unhooked my bra and pulled my panties off while his other hand grabbed my arms putting them above my head.

    He started undoing his belt and pulling down his pants before letting his member spring forward.

    "Look how hard you made daddy." he said before thrusting his member in me.

    As he started thrusting hard against me, I cried out, pleading for him to stop. My begging and the tears that were starting to fall didn't move him as he kept bounding into me. I laid there leap and emotionless as he continued his endless thrust. I didn't move when he started sucking and squeezing my breasts or when he started lightly sucking on my neck. I just laid there silently. After a while, he pulled away, but I knew he was far from done.

    "Suck on daddy." has said.

    I got up and went to my knees as I took his member into my mouth and started sucking. As I sucked, I could hear him moaning and saying my name over and over. Soon I felt his hands grabbed a fistful of my hair as he started thrusting into my mouth. I held back my gag reflex as he continued thrusting into my mouth. I grabbed his legs and tried to push him back a little so I wouldn't vomit on his d**k, but I earned a slap on the side of my face.

    "Oh god, baby. You know exactly what to do to make me feel good." he stated. "You are only ever meant to please daddy."

    As he continued, I started feeling my gag reflex hit and I knew if he continued, I would vomit everything up. Before it reached that point, he pulled out and let me catch my breath. He looked down at me while I fought to catch my breath and wrapped his hand around his hardened member, stroking himself slowly. I looked up at him, pleading with my eyes that this would be all for toady, but I was wrong.

    "Get on the bed and get on your hands and knees." he said.

    I got up slowly from the floor, feeling all my bones and muscles ache from the roughness of his thrusts and the pain from his hits. I climbed on the bed and stayed in the doggie position until I felt him ready himself behind me. I choked back a sob as I felt him once again sleep inside me. One hand grabbed a handful of my hair, yanking it back, while his other hand started slapping my ass.

    "Come on baby. Ride daddy."

    I sobbed as I started thrusting back on him earning a moan from him. His hands soon stopped slapping my ass as he grabbed my hips roughly and speeded up his thrusts. I knew he was getting close to release as he continued pumping in me going faster and faster. I felt as he tightened up and yanked himself away from me, relieving himself in my discarded sweater. I quietly climbed off the bed and rushed to the bathroom locking the door behind me. I turned on the shower and steeped in, sliding my back to the floor and bringing my knees to my chest. I sat there for what felt like ages, not shedding a tear. I sat emotionless like a body without its soul. I just kept thinking about how my mate would one day come for me and take me away from tis hell hole. He will show me love and kindness like I never experienced before. I continued to sit there until I heard a soft knock at the door signaling my mother was home.

    "Hi, sweet pea. I'm home. When you're done with your shower, come down to dinner."

    "Okay mom. I'll be right down." I said as I got up the floor and quickly started washing my hair.

    Once done with the shower, I put on my pajamas and went downstairs ready to eat. As I walked through the kitchen, I heard my mom laughing at something my step-dad said. I couldn't help but break into a smile because I hadn't heard my mom laugh in a long time. I soon stopped smiling as I thought about the reason she was laughing and acting so happy. I continued to walk until I reached the kitchen. I walked straight to the dining table while they talked and laughed. I served my food and sat down, eating in silence and only looking at my plate.

    "Are you okay, sweet pea?" my mom asked. "You seem awfully quiet."

    "I'm okay, mom. I just have a lot of homework to do." I said. "Do you mind if I eat in my room?"

    "Of course not. Just make sure to bring the plate down when you are done."

    "Okay." I replied as I got up and grabbed my plate, making my way up to my room. I closed my bedroom door and grabbed my headphones off the dresser before making my way to my bed. The music kept me sane while I pulled out my homework and got to work. Once I finished, I took my pate to the kitchen and climbed back up to my room before laying my head down and falling asleep to a peaceful nights rest.