Moon Blessed Luna

Chapter 3 - Lena POV

Serving the men was annoying to say the least, but we did it without complaining. We had all learned to play our parts to avoid punishments. Sadly, playing our parts meant pretending to like and even want their attention. So as we served plates of meat, handed out beers, and cleaned up after them, we smiled sweetly and accepted the teasing pinches with a coy flutter of our eye lashes.

It was hard not to get distracted by the occasional painful cries coming from Kaylee. The Alpha wasn't done with her yet, and when he was the other men would want to have her as well. My eyes searched for Cait, and I saw her straddling one of the guys. His face was buried in her neck and she was moaning softly, but her eyes met mine instantly.

I motioned my head ever so slightly from the direction Kaylee's cries were coming from to the door that led towards the rest of the packhouse, and through years of unspoken communication she understood what I needed her to do. Immediately she pulled back slightly and kissed the lips of the man she was straddling, before whispering something in his ear.

"You little Vixen." he said with a menacing grin, before letting her lead him to one of the beds. She motioned for the others to follow, and after a quick glance towards me Riley and Hanna lead the other guys to beds as well. Good, the three of them would keep them busy for a little while. For some absurd reason they loved sharing us, sometimes taking one of us together with three or more of them.

When I am convinced the men ware distracted, I slip silently out of the big room. My destination is only a few doors down the hall, a small storage closet that held certain herbs that would relieve the pain between Kaylee's legs. It was risky to leave the big room without permission, but they wouldn't give us the medicine even if we begged. I collect what I need in a clean rag and bundle it up tightly. Now I just need to get it to our room and join the fun in the big room before they notice that I am gone.

As quietly as possible I try to shut the door to the storage room, when a rough hand squeezes around my throat and pushes me hard against the wall.

"Where do you think you're going, you ungrateful b***h!" I gasp for air as I feel my feet actually be lifted from the floor. I drop the little bundle and start clawing at his hand, trying to get him to let me go, kicking my feet against the wall.

"Drop her, Clint!" the command washes over us and I am released instantly, gasping for air on the ground while also baring my neck to the Alpha.

"She tried to run away, Alpha. She got the others to distract us while she made a run for it. If I hadn't stopped her, who knows what she could have said to outsiders." I could feel the Alpha's stare on me and I lowered myself further, still coughing and gasping.

"She wouldn't have told anyone anything, even if she did make it outside and somehow managed to escape our hunters. Look at her, Clint. She hasn't talked in nearly 5 years and she is skin and bones. She wouldn't outrun a bunny." all the men laugh and the Alpha notices the bundle on the ground. He grabs it and examines the content.

"I think you were trying to get medicines for your new little friend, weren't you Lena." he kneels in front of me and lifts my head up roughly by my hair, shoving the packet of herbs in front of my nose. I struggle against him for a second before his aura forces me to submit.

"Answer me, Lena!" I nod my head, but I can't look him in the eye. I hear his smile when he speaks again.

"I have an idea. If you manage to satisfy me fully, she can have the medicine after my men are done with her. If I do not feel satisfied by your performance, Clint can eat her for breakfast." Dread fills my body, the Alpha is not known for ever being satisfied by us. He always wants more, he only truly likes the new girls that first time and then he wants more. But I have to try, for Kaylee.

"Do we have a deal?" I nod again and hear him order one of the men to take Kaylee out of his room. I follow him towards it, sneaking a quick glance at Cait, her lip is bleeding and her eye is shut tight with a giant bruise. She gives me a sad smile before I'm shoved into the Alpha's room.

His room is dark and musky, with no windows to let in fresh air. A fireplace with a roaring fire provides the only light. The four poster bed stands against the wall opposite the fireplace. The room isn't much bigger than that, the only other furniture being a chest that holds the Alpha's toys.

"This has been a while, hasn't it, my little mate?" he asks while rummaging through his chest and taking out an assortment of ropes, whips and things I don't even want to know the names of. He walks over to me, a pair of ripped shorts hanging low on his hips and his chest is bare. Involuntarily I lick my lips as I see his abs and the v-shape of his hips. The mark tingles painfully and I can feel my heart racing, the scent of my arousal filling the already musky room.

I am not actually attracted to him, he is a cruel man who enjoys our pain, but because of the stupid bite mark I can't stop my body from wanting him. At first I was convinced he truly loved me. I was one of the first girls he marked, and none of the ones before me was still alive at the time. I didn't question what had happened to them, I just assumed they were too weak. I was weak too of course, I didn't have a wolf after all, but I was strong enough for him. My Alpha chose me, and a few weeks later he also chose Cait. We didn't mind that he had marked us both, they didn't hurt at first. We didn't believe the other girls when they told us how they were taken, I didn't care he marked others, because he truly loved me. But it was all a lie, fueled by the mark. When I confronted him about it he beat me within an inch of my life, and I stopped fighting. I started to hate the way my body reacted to him but I also longed for his attention. It was true that I hadn't spoken in nearly 5 years, I had given up on life.

More girls came, and our marks started to hurt more with every girl he marked. Girls disappeared, and new ones came, Cait also disappeared a few times but she was one of the only ones to come back. She couldn't speak of what had happened in her time away, I just noticed she got more and more sad.

"We're gonna have some fun, little mate, until you remember who you belong to." he pins my arms above my head against the wall and bends down to kiss me. He is so much taller than me that I barely reach his shoulders with my head, so I stand up on my toes and reach up to him, longing for the feel of his lips on mine. I hate this betrayal of my body, but I'm too weak to fight it, at least when he is so close to me I can smell him. He tastes like beer and blood, no doubt Kaylees's blood from marking her. It should disgust me but the mate bond overrules every bit of common sense.

He releases my hands and picks me up, letting me wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I can feel his bulge through the pants as my naked p***y is pressed against it and I can't stop myself from moaning softly against his lips.

"Do you want me, little mate?" he asks with a smile, barely interrupting our kiss, and I nod. He throws me on the bed, towering over me.

"Prove it."

I get up on my knees and start trailing kisses down his abs, my hands finding their way to his bulge and rubbing it through the rough fabric. He growls low in his belly and I feel myself get wetter at the sound. I fumble with his button for a second before pulling the pants down and releasing his throbbing d**k. He is huge, much bigger than the other men, and I need him inside me.

I start licking up and down his d**k before taking as much as I can into my mouth. He growls again and grabs my head, shoving himself deep into my mouth. I gag but let him f**k my mouth, licking and sucking just the way he likes it.

My mind is at war with itself. I hate this, I yell at myself. You love this, the mate bond replies. I'm too weak to fight it.

He holds my head with both hands, pumping into my mouth aggressively before I feel him c*m deep inside my throat. I fight the urge to gag, knowing how much he hates it, and I swallow it down. He pumps a few more times before pulling out of my mouth. I smile weakly at him, with tears from gagging staining my cheeks, before he slaps me so hard I fall back.

He grabs a handful of my long hair and forces my face into the dirty mattress. I wiggle around, not to escape but to lift my butt enough for him to do what I know he wants next, and without warning he thrusts himself into me hard. I grit my teeth to keep from crying out, but I can't keep all the pain inside and I feel a hard slap against my butt and he starts pumping harder and faster. The pain stays, but the mate bond tells me to like it and my body betrays me again, as wetness pools around his d**k.

He knows what he's doing, he is rubbing at that one spot both inside and outside and I start to feel myself get closer to the forbidden edge. I try to suppress it but he increases his torture and when I feel him cumming deep inside me I can't help but fall and tighten around him. He pulls out and flips me roughly over, I can still feel my p***y clenching around nothing now, the emptiness almost painful. In my haze I look up and I see that his eyes have turned dark.

"Did I say you could do that?"