LATCHING ON IT
1172 Words
JANE
My heart sank to rock bottom as I tried to decipher why the creepy creditor would find joy in my pregnancy and claim that it just made everything more sweet and intense. I'd mentioned my pregnancy because I felt any sane person would refrain from touching a pregnant woman but that didn't seem to be the case for him as he appeared to be rather excited to learn that.
Was he deranged or what?
"What are you scowling for?" I heard his voice infiltrate my thoughts.
I shifted my gaze to him just as he shamelessly continued,
"Isn't it natural for everyone to have dreams and fantasies? My dream has always been to f**k a pregnant lady."
My nose crinkled in disgust. What did it have to do with me if his dream has always been to have s*x with a pregnant lady?
I shot him a glare as I snapped, "If you wanted to f**k a pregnant lady, should..."
"Shouldn't I f**k my mate after getting her pregnant?" As if knowing where I was headed with my question, he cut in and grinned. "Well, while I could fulfill my dream by being with my pregnant mate, that doesn't mean it is my fantasy. Hahaha," he laughed out loud and swept his gaze over me. "My fantasy is to f**k another pregnant lady and, as the moon goddess might have it, you fell right into my trap."
SPANK!
Just as he finished speaking, a loud sound suddenly reverberated throughout the room.
At first, I didn't know what the sound was until I felt a surge of pain course through me from my butt. I sharply stared down at it, only to see a red hand imprinted on my white butt and it dawned on me.
The creepy creditor just spanked me and...
My blood ran cold as I suddenly realized something. I was staring at my butt. Not at my skirt, but at my butt!
There was only one explanation, the creepy creditor had raised my skirt just enough to reveal my right butt and spanked me.
To make matters worse, his hand was firmly gripping my butt.
He was gripping my white butt!
"Ah!" My blood surged as I roared, "What the hell was that? Who gave you the right to hit me and why the hell are you grabbing my butt? Get your hand off me this instant!"
"Or what?" He snickered, moving his left hand to push up the edge of my skirt covering my left butt, and grabbed it.
"I'm grabbing both now, what are you going to do, eh tigress? Would you fight me when you couldn't even fight a fellow lady earlier today?" He raised a provocative brow at me.
My cheeks flushed in embarrassment and momentarily forgetting about his hands on my butt, I asked, "Ho... How did you know about that? Are you three stalking me?"
He rolled his eyes as he retorted disdainfully. "Who do you think you are that we would bother to stalk you?"
"How then did you know about it?" I snapped, glaring contemptuously at him.
"Fierce eh?" He chuckled. "The news is all over the pack. Even a little child knows you are nothing but a coward. Though you were ridiculed, you could only run.
"Well," he shrugged dismissively. "I expected nothing less from a wolfless omega like yourself. You are so pathetic."
I laughed dryly, little droplets of tears streaming down my cheeks. "I'm so pathetic yet you can't wait to f**k me. Doesn't that make you pathetic as well?"
"You must be tired of living!" He roared and raised his hand to hit me. Instinctively, I shut my eyes and backed away, my heart ricocheting. Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye and yet he hadn't hit me.
I slowly opened my eyes and fearfully swayed my gaze towards him.
His hand was hanging mid-air, just a few steps away from me...
"Wait!" I paused, my jaw dropping when I saw who was holding his hand back.
It was the hot-tempered Asher. I was shocked, to say the least. Shouldn't Asher be happy that he was going to hit me?
Why then was he holding him back? Could it be that he suddenly had pity on me?
"Let go!" The creepy creditor barked.
"Calm down, buddy," Asher said calmly for the very first time. "With your anger, you would end up killing her.
"If you do, how would we be able to enjoy ourselves? Or don't you want to fulfill that fantasy of yours anymore?"
My face instantly fell.
I thought Asher held him back because he felt pity for me but it was clear he did only for his selfish reasons. I shot him a glare.
"Consider yourself lucky," the creepy creditor said and took a deep breath, seemingly calming himself down. "You can leave me now," he tapped on Asher's hand.
Asher obliged and took a step backward.
"Since everything has been settled and your two-minute movie has ended, can we get along with the main activity of the day now?" Jack looked at Asher and the creepy creditor, his brow arched.
"Let's get it over with," the creepy creditor said simply.
Jack grinned. "In that case, would you like the leisure to bring her to another room?"
"What happened to this place?"
Jack shook his head. "The door has already been broken down. How can we do that here? What if passersby catch a glimpse?"
"Left for me, I don't care," the creepy creditor retorted coldly.
"I have the same opinion," Asher said. "This room is wide. It will allow us take her any way we want."
"No, they can't be thinking to...," My chest began beating loudly. I was pregnant. How could they think of doing such a thing to me?
I looked around me. I couldn't let this happen. While they were occupied with their shameless discussion, I dashed for the door but as if life itself was against me, I tripped and fell.
"Argh!" I groaned in frustration and made to stand but someone suddenly flipped me over, making me lie on my back.
It was the creepy creditor. "Since you are already lying down, where else do you think you are going?" He grinned and placed his hands on my breasts, rubbing them roughly through my top.
"Please, please, don't do this," I begged. I had never felt this scared. I was shaking.
I turned my head to look at Jack standing a few steps away. He was the leader. Somehow I believed that.
I felt he was my only hope to escape this.
"Please stop him, Jack. I'm pregnant, I really can't bear this. Please, tell him to let me go. Please don't do this to me. I'll pay back the money. Just give me a little more time."
I was begging with everything in me. I didn't notice the creepy creditor had freed one of my breasts until I felt his mouth latch on it.
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