Mated To The Cruel Alpha

The Devil

I Followed Liam’s instructions down to the latest took a shower and put on the clothes he left for me in the bathroom. I walked out of the bathroom and into an empty hallway; I walked back to the lounge faint voices were coming from the kitchen. If I sprint to the elevator or at least get the attention of other residents. I should be safe right. I took a look at my surroundings and run for the door I didn’t make it to the door when my feet left the floor.

“What did I tell you,” Liam asked in a calm evil voice. “For every step, you take trying to escape I’d whip you,” he said dropping me on the couch the clank of a belt buckle and whisper of fabric left me paralyzed.

*WHIP* I felt the hot tears staining my eyes.

*WHIP* “Dose it hurt Mia,” he asked I hated him at this moment I hate Liam with every fibre of my being.

*WHIP* “Answer me when I talk.”

“Yes!” I cried out. I felt him slowly releasing and the clinging sound of the belt dropping.

“It’s time you learned how my world works, sweetheart” with tears running down my face I wanted to curse him out I wanted to tell him to go to hell but I am pretty sure that is where he went for vacation.

His warnings had chills in my bones and I fell limp in his arms. I am tired of fighting Liam of surviving this is the point where I give up.

Can you really hate someone you know that know deep down inside there is a possibility of you loving that person deep down I knew that I didn’t hate Liam I felt safer with him than I ever did in my life but I did hate the f****d up things he did not him and that scares me?

I woke up to a heavenly scent of breakfast wafting through the penthouse it is enough to push away my worries and focus on regaining my energy first. If I can get out of the elevator and run to the lobby I could get the attention of the stuff someone will help me.” If you try to escape I will whip you for every step you take” I remember his warning I try to move and I can’t I look up and find that he tied me up. I’m tied up I’m fucken tied up he tied me the f**k up fucken monster of a mate tied me up. I tag my legs and I can’t move them he fucken tied me up at my ankles they are bound and stung to each post at the end of the bed. I scream for help hoping someone will hear me and call for help. There is a pause in the kitchen and then some ruffling of pots like someone is preparing breakfast I scream again and Liam carries on as if everything is normal. Hervey footsteps thunder down the hallway. this isn't okay a person can't be held captive like these heavy footsteps thunder down the hallway towards the room I am in and tears stream out of the corner of my eye fear crept in I had nobody, nobody I could trust nobody I could say would come to my rescue. I turn my head he has no right to look the way he looked wearing sweatpants with no shirt his muscles all out I refused to look at him I didn't want him to see me staring at him again but I think he did notice.

"Breakfast" he announces and storms into the room carrying a tray with a plate and water bottle. I am upset and scared but all I could think about is the water bottle on the tray. he sits the tray on the bedside table and I squirm and move away from him but the ropes don't allow me to move that far away from him the heat of his body evolves me. He sets the water bottle and plate down on the bed. he opens the water bottle and takes a sip of the water I eye the water bottle with desire a droplet of water escapes and it slowly drips down his mouth along his jaw and down to his big masculine chest I lick my lips unconsciously he chuckles and it sounds so evil if he wants me to beg then he's in for a big surprise. Yes, I want the water but I won't beg this devil for it instead I shot him a glare he can find himself a mate that will beg but that isn't me.

"Manners, Mia I just wanted to know if you want a drink," he said with a smirk his voice makes me shudder but if I don't won't die of dehydration I need to be complaint he shaved pillow behind me to pop me up which makes the blankets slip down to my stomach a few buttons of my shirt are openly exposing my cleavage his eyes burn with desire he blatantly eyes the flash with unbridled lust in his eyes tells me he has plans for me I open my mouth and graciously accept the cold liquid a moan escapes me as I suck down the water greedily.

" Slow down there sweetheart you need to eat too," I didn't care about the food I wanted water. The plate scrambled eggs, buttered toast bacon and some berries, on pancakes. I look at the plate with disbelief and he laughs. I hate that sound I hate his laugh.

"I hate you I hate you so much it burns my soul " my haughty tone wipes the smug smile off his face. Ha Ha Ha good his lips dead up into a wolfish grin that frightens me.

"sweetheart, The problem with hating someone is that it only leaves you scars that are too ugly to look at," he says and shrugs holding up a piece of bacon to my lips, I take a bite and oddly it wasn't burnt nor did it taste bad I ate in silence with him feeding me. His deep voice from the bathroom jerks my attention to him his holding a were towel and I strain to watch his every move he does my lips, he removes the blankets and stares at me for a moment before he starts u buttoning my shirt. my arms, thighs and upper body were full of bruises from Joshua's assault anger flared in his eyes.

"Did he touch you?" he asks I know what he means I shake my head.

"Use your words, Mia," he informs me angrily.

"N-no he didn't touch me," I said I don't know what happened after I blacked out. he softly runs his finger over my bruises he stops at my cult a small moan escapes me his fingers trails lazily up my inner thigh and I wanted to cringe when he drags it along my s*x. No, I can't do this his eyes become predatory as he drags his finger down my slit and pushed between my lips, connecting with my can't he doesn't move, simply stares at me. my chest feels as if it will rip apart I can feel my heart exploding.

" I told you, Mia I won't touch you unless you're bagging me for it and even then I won't give it to you but when I do touch you'll be begging me to stop I'll own you Mia mind body and soul you'll be mine " despite his warning I beg him to touch me.

"Please Liam please touch me " I begin a breathless voice he presses and massages and circles at the right place. I grow dizzy when stars dance around me despite being afraid my body reacts to him it embarrasses me. Liam raises a smug brow at me as his thick tongue gets to wake in between my lips dragging pleasure in its wake his thumbs digs brutally into my thighs I yelp I watch him as he licks and sucks me I'm scored in his stare. his eyes are so hungry so primal and so evil his hand leaves my thighs and he enters a single, finger into my body. It is uncomfortable but pleasant I am slowly losing my sanity it's hard to be upset when he's waking my body like this. Concentrate Mia, he kidnapped you. my breath stills into my throat as he curves his finger inside of me hitting the right spot my body rocks against him and I can feel him smirking against me he gives my cult a little bite It didn't but it sent a thrill through my body it was like he knew exactly where to touch me his name fell from my lips like music my thoughts jumbled all I could focus on is how he is working my body teasing me I realise a loud moan and a ravenous noise that come from him his hot breath tickles me and the way his finger own the inside of my body my thoughts are dull as sensations take over I didn't want to give in to this lust but it was so hard that I gave up I c*m on his lips and fingers he drinks me up till I have nothing left my sense come back to me with a terrifying realisation he is going to have me more of these till I'm begging him to take me till he decides that I'm his to have to take to f**k.