Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
His eyes flashed dangerously, and he licked his lips calculatingly.
Danika forced her hands to move. She pulled the robe from her body, leaving her only in her skimpy uniform.
His eyes never left her face. “Let’s get one thing straight, slave. The next time I address you and you don’t respond, well, I will take out a whip and mar your back with twenty strokes. Are we clear?”
Danika’s eyes turned tormented. She hid it immediately so he wouldn’t see how affected she was.
“Yes… Master,” she spoke, trying to hide her defiance. A word that was supposed to portray submission portrayed pure rebellion.
If he noticed, he said nothing. He got up and strolled around the table, then leaned against it and pinned her with cold eyes.
“Strip.” One word. One command.
Rebellion fled with that one word. “Please,” she whispered impulsively. But she knew she had already made a mistake.
Like a panther, he stalked closer to her, and it took everything in her not to step back from him.
He yanked her hair so hard, her head snapped back, and she bit her lips to keep from crying out from the pain. There was nothing like remorse in his eyes, only hatred so raw it chilled her. “You either strip or I call the guards to help you.”
Her hands went to the neck of her top, and she started untying the ropes that held the clothing together. Undressed completely, she allowed the clothing to fall to the ground. She felt panic and helplessness in her situation. A question popped into her head, overwhelming her mind.
She had to ask. Even if it would cause her to be punished, she must ask this.”Why me?” she whispered.
Blue, emotionless eyes met hers. His brows arched.
“Why not my father? Why me?” she asked hoarsely.
He kept silent, raising his hand to caress her face. He raised her chin up. “Why me, Danika?”
“I-I don’t understand.”
“My father was on the throne when your father attacked us. My mother was with Nina, my pregnant little sister, and I was just twenty years old. Why did your father kill them all and take me captive?” His voice was low, deadly, and emotionless.
He had a sister who was pregnant? Tears burned the back of Danika’s eyes because this wasn’t looking any good for her.
“For the past fifteen years, I asked myself that question. ‘Why me?'” he growled. “Why kill all my family and take only me to hell?”
Danika was speechless. She clamped her mouth shut. She didn’t know the answer to that.
Cold eyes trailed her neck as she swallowed.
“Do you know my greatest anger when I look at you?”
Danika shook her head helplessly.
He caressed the collar on her neck-the collar that branded her. “You’re the only child he has. Why did he have to have just one child? You’re not enough for what I have in mind, Danika. You alone cannot endure my hate and anger. You alone cannot take all the demons I have to unleash.”
A chill spread over Danika’s body with each sentence he bit out. Each of them emphasized feelings that had grown for years-feelings that he nurtured deep inside him.
His dead eyes finally met hers again. “You, Danika, might not be enough…but you’ll do. Now, get on the bed.”
SCARRED
Danika’s ears still rang from everything he said to her. Her eyes stung with tears. Why did her father have to do all those things? Why did he have to be addicted to gaining power?
Her hands trembled as she stood naked in before him. Tonight, she’d lose her virginity in the cruelest way: in the hands of the coldest man she had ever known. But she’d bear it with dignity. She is a princess. No-shewas a princess. She was born with regality and was trained to carry herself with pride and to be a proper lady.
But this was her fate now. A fate she couldn’t escape. She raised her chin and awaited his next command.
“Get on to the bed. Face down. Legs spread.” There was no expression in his eyes. Just hate.
She climbed onto the bed, pressed her face into the linen and spread her legs. She closed her eyes and waited for the inevitable. Her arms trembled slightly.
Being optimistic, she tried to focus that this was the first soft bed she was lying on in a long time. She allowed the pleasure of it to wash over her.
Then he grabbed her hips, his fingers bit into her flesh, and she felt the head of his phallus nudge at her opening. Her eyes snapped open at the feel of his large penis.
Danika was no stranger to a man’s anatomy-she had seen a lot of naked slaves before-but she never thought one could be as big as what was pressing into her body, searching for something.
He must have found what he was looking for because he grunted his approval. As he adjusted his knees on the bed, the small pleasure she felt disappeared when he pulled back out and pushed in.
She sucked in a startled breath as his short thrusts quickly became painful, and she held her breath and waited for it to happen.
Breathing hard, he held her by the hips, and when he pulled back and then pushed forward with one long, hard thrust, bottoming out inside of her, she cried out in agonizing pain, gritting her teeth until her jaw went numb.
He stilled completely, and she let out a tear-filled whimper she couldn’t control. It hurt more than she expected it would. So, so much more.
He pulled back and shoved into her again. She buried her face in the bed, and screamed, twisting her trembling body away from his brutal possession. But his powerful hands caged her, holding her body immobile. He covered her with his body and plunged into her repeatedly, the force of his thrusts pressing her unrelentingly deeper into the bed.
Only her pained cries were heard in the golden room. He made no sound. Not even a grunt.
Although he took her fiercely like an animal, Danika would have sworn he was restraining himself. It made her wonder if he’d break her in two if he didn’t.
The fierce thrusts went on and on, then suddenly, he pulled away from her completely.
Danika stilled, lying on the bed, unable to move her body. She sobbed to the bed.
“Get out of my room,” he commanded, walking away without a backward glance at her. She heard the door open and close behind him with a bang.
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