Bullied And Abused Luna Between Two Alphas

Chapter 2

Isabella ’S POV

"You're so pretty," he told me as he grabbed my chin and made me look at him. "You look the most beautiful of all the girls I've been with so far."

As I shook, he looked at my face and turned it from side to side. I knew what was going to happen because of the look on his face. It wasn't good.

I begged, "My Lord, please don't do it again."

He didn't listen to my pleas. Before I could beg again, he lifted me up and put me on his right shoulder. Then he walked over to his bed and s*****d my bare butt. When he threw me hard on his bed, my head hurt and I winced.

"Stop, my lord."

I stumbled back towards the headboard of the bed, holding on to it with my arm. I was scared. He was already naked, and his hard-on hung out with every move, ready to defile me. As he got on, the bed went down, but I jumped back and curled up away from him like a scared cat.

"Isabella ," he called out. "Let's get this done; don't bother me today." He said with a small flap of his lips, "I don't have all the time in the world."

He rushed over, grabbed my legs, and pulled me towards him when he saw how determined I was. I yelled and hit him to get away.

„If you do that again, I'll be happy to cut off those weak fingers and feed them to the bad guys in the prison.

When I took a deep breath, he smiled because he could tell I was calm.

"Good girl," he said with a grin. "Take it easy; I know you'll enjoy it."

He jerked my knees and spread my legs so far apart that I thought my pelvic muscles would break. He looked at me for a moment to see how I felt. He would frown and give me that nasty look if I didn't give in, so I had to.

He rubbed his horny bits together and then slid between my legs. As he slid in, he moaned foul words with each thrust. His thrusts were very rough and quick, and I clenched my teeth and groaned in pain as they burned my hole. He sometimes lowered himself to kiss my breasts and hit me hard with kisses and slaps if I didn't kiss him back. It made me feel like I had no power to do anything.

At some point, I was so tired and still that I couldn't fight anymore. His loud gasps hurt my ears, so I turned my eyes away from his cold, evil eyes and rested the side of my face on the bed.

"Don't worry, princess. This is going to be your last. Enjoy it while it lasts," a smirky voice said in my head. As I closed my eyes calmly, tears came out because I thought I might not make it when he was done.

****

When I opened my heavy eyes, I was a little shocked that I was still alive. It looked like everything was spinning in front of me. I grabbed my head, and it was a while before I could see again.

As I looked at Logan, bits and pieces of everything that had happened played over and over in my mind. Putting on his light-colored, open robe, he stood by the doorway. It looked like he was telling his guards what to do.

I sat up on the edge of the bed and looked at my body for a while. There was pink on parts of my legs and chest, and I was still naked. Because it was the start of summer and not too hot, I wouldn't have frozen to death in this state a long time ago.

He pushed the open door wide open before I could stand up, and the guards walked right in. As fast as I could, I grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around myself to hide my shame. I'd rather be locked up in the basement all day than be naked in front of those guards again.

When they grabbed my arms, the blanket fell off and landed on the floor. I should have tied it sooner, that's stupid of me. It was all his fault that I felt bad about being naked in front of three guys. The guards were like preset robots; they just held my arms and stood still, their faces expressionless. They were afraid that Logan would pull out their eyes if they found desire in how raw I was. I'm sure he would do it without thinking because he was mean and crazy. He's done worse before.

"What is this, sir?"My chin was lowered to my bare chest as I asked.

As he walked to me, I could hear his shoes sour. His hands went around my cheeks and tucked my hair behind my ears. He made me face him like I was his kid. His sandy-colored pupils burned with all the things I didn't like about him.

He told her, "You haven't done anything wrong." "You're so beautiful," he said as he took his hands off my cheeks. My face fell back to its original position. He put his fingers down to my puffs and squeezed my n*****s hard. When I tried to move away, the guards stopped me.

He looked at me a lot, but mostly at my puffs, and then said, "I guess I'm tired of you." "I need to find another Omega who is more beautiful than you."

After that, he stayed cool because he was waiting to hear my voice but was let down. It was too weak and broken for me to talk, and even if I did, no one would hear me. The man in front of me was a crazy, strange pig. That he was the Alpha king of our country. If I had known that before I followed him, I wouldn't have had to deal with all of his bad behaviour. I thought he would make me Luna.

"Watch Guards!" "Take her away," he said with a wave of his arm.

"Please don't do this, my lord!"I yelled. "Take me where?""

I tried to keep going, but they were too strong and pulled me along like I was a weightless rag doll.

"You'll find out soon enough," he said with a sly grin. "Your beauty will make me a lot of money."

It was hard for me to understand what he just said as the guards dragged me to the door. My heart was racing.

Isabella ’S POV

My skin got red hot with pain as their tight grip scraped against it more as I fought. As we went down the stairs to an area of the castle I had never known existed, they dragged me along. What could they be taking me to?

"Take me where?"They didn't pay attention when I forced words out of my bare teeth.

I kept screaming because I thought someone might hear me and come help me, but then I realised it was all for nothing. Who in Logan' castle would do something that goes against what he wants? All the screams I let out. He defiled and punished me, and all the shrills I made were loud enough to break the castle walls. But they didn't get through.

We turned a corner and stopped by a door with a small screen stuck to the side of it. A guard knelt down and looked into it while light rays went through his eyes. The door opened with a squeak and a click.

It was cold when they dragged me into the room. The cold air pricked my pale, bare skin. It seemed like a meeting room. Soft chairs were lined up one on top of the other on each step, and heavy metallic cotton was draped over almost the whole wall. The thick walls, heavy cotton, and lack of windows made it clear that the room didn't let noise in.

When we went backstage, I was so shocked by what I saw that my jaw dropped. There were more than ten pretty girls, all of whom were bare like me. When I looked more closely, I saw that they had the same scars, bruises, and whiplashes as I did. They also had dirt all over their bodies and thick, tangled hair that hadn't been cut, fixed, or brushed in a long time.

As soon as the guards brought me in, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at me. There was a guard with two big, scary-looking men nearby. One had a stick and the other a whip.

Logan had always told me that he had been with girls before me, but he never told me that he had a room basement where he locked them up. He took women hostage, and I didn't know it until now.

Oh my goodness.

I briefly closed my eyes as the guards handed me over to the big guys standing guard. As they accepted me, they jerked their heads and smiled meanly.

The brutes skulked around like hounds, ready to attack their target. A s***h sharp enough to tear the skin open was given to anyone who cried, talked, or did something they didn't like.

I sat with my head bowed low and was alone for minutes and hours. When the door clicked, I turned around. He walked in with a swagger, wearing a pricey maroon tux and black velvet shoes. He looked like a kid who just found an ice cream machine.