Konstantin: The Heartless Beta novel Chapter 12

Lily

His face is all I see, even as Stefan fucks me hard, even as I am trussed up in a sex swing and chains… the pain in his eyes will always haunt me. I didn’t know he was here, and I didn’t fucking expect him to walk him while Stefan had me over his desk.

Konstantin is my mate, it’s always been him, but I found out too late. Stefan loves rubbing it in my face because he knows I can’t do anything about it. I can’t call out to him, and I can’t alert him to my whereabouts as I live out my days as Stefan’s glorified and willing sex slave.

Of course, he punished me for hugging Konstantin when I saw him, but I had to ask for his help somehow. Even if he looked disgusted at what was happening to me, even if the disappointment and hurt in his eyes would haunt me forever.

“Open your mouth,” Stefan orders as he pulls out of me and empties his disgusting seed into my mouth. I’ve come to be numb to this, to his fucking, to his humiliation and cruelty. But what he pulled last time, fucking me while knowing my mate was outside… that was crueler than anything else he’s ever done to me.

Stefan shoves his cock into my mouth and orders me to clean him. There’s nothing I can do when he orders me, his scent does something to the disgusting part of me, and I am forced to obey. I’ve tried to kill myself, but he won’t allow me to die, and when I discovered that I am pregnant, I stopped trying immediately.

I know this is Konstantin’s baby, only your mate can impregnate you, and I fear the day that Stefan figures this out.

“Ah, perfect, as usual. Let me reciprocate,”

I look up at him and frown. “Excuse me?” I ask incredulously. Stefan grins and pushes me back on the bed. “Let me reciprocate; you are my bride after all.” He lowers his head close to my mound and licks me all the way up my slit, sending a shiver through my body.

To say that this surprises me is putting it lightly; Stefan has never gone down on me once, but he demands it from me. Right now, his tongue is working magic, and it feels as if he’s shoved it inside of me as running it over my clit at the same time. I cry out when he sticks his tongue all the way inside of me, but it’s not that which alarms me.

It's the fact that it feels like his tongue has engorged and is growing longer.

“Stefan, what-”

With the flick of his wrist, the chains on the wall click onto my wrist and pull me upwards. Stefan still has his tongue inside of me as I am raised above him. I feel him deeper inside, prodding, probing me as if he’s looking for something. This has stopped being pleasurable a long time ago; now it is 100% painful.

“STOP! IT HURTS!” I cry out, tears slipping down my cheeks as he continues his assault inside of me. “STEFAN, PLEASE!”

I look down and see his yellow slit irises, still reminiscent of a snake, and he grins while caressing my stomach. This is when I see where exactly his tongue is and why it is so fucking painful.

He’s doing something to my baby.

“Stop, please!” I whimper, knowing this man, this fucking demon won’t stop until he gets what he wants, and thankfully it is over a few minutes later.

Stefan withdraws his tongue from me and starts rubbing my clit, forcing me into a painful orgasm. I hate my body, and I fucking hate how responsive it has become to his touch, even if I loathed it with my entire being.

“What did you just do?!” I cry out, my vision blurred with tears. I could see his tongue going over my belly as if he were looking for something.

“I simply did a check-up, my sweet, and I added a little something in there to make him stronger.”

He grins and leans in close, licking my tears. “You’re a monster,” I breathe out and cringe away from his touch, but he scents me again, and I shudder.

The ache in my chest grew to a dull pain that settled deep into my bones. And as that pain increased, so did my anger. He’s violating her again, taking what is mine with no remorse and keeping her against her will.

I need to get her out of there before he kills her, and from what I can see, he loves degrading her.

/“You should have let me kill him,”/ my wolf complains yet again. This is the first time it’s spoken to me since we left Stefan’s place.

“And what would that have accomplished?” I shoot back.

/“He would be dead, and our mate returned to us.”/

“You’re wrong; there was no telling how he would have reacted; he’s a fucking Alpha for fuck’s sakes,” I say through gritted teeth, and all it does is slink back in a huff and growl at me. Fuck, you’d swear it’s a pup with how it’s reacting.

Not that I don’t blame his reaction; I wanted to rip Stefan in two myself when I walked in on him fucking Lily. How I managed to restrain myself is still a mystery to me, but I put it down as shock.

But now, as I step off a plane and onto Nevada soil, I realise that I had much bigger problems because Lycans from the Vega pack were waiting for me right on the landing strip.

“I might not have foresight like Cat, but I have a feeling this is an ambush,” Dimitri comments next to me, and right now, I didn’t have the balls to tell him just how right he is.