Succumbing

(MATURE CONTENT AHEAD)

Elena POV:

This was turning out to be the longest day of my fucking life. And the so-called people who were supposed to help me? Absolutely useless. In the fog of this maddening heat, I pieced together bits of their infuriating little game—Dean was pushing Kane, egging him on to do something. What exactly? I couldn't say for sure, but it had to be along the lines of claiming me. And let me tell you, I was more than willing at this point.

You try being in my shoes—like being force-fed gallons of Aphrodite's nectar without a single ounce of release. It was torture. Pure, unrelenting torture. My body was hyper-aware, and I knew that even the slightest friction or brush against my core would send me spiraling over the edge. That's how pathetic my state had become. And yet, no one, no one, seemed inclined to put me out of my misery.