Chapter 4: A night of shame and passion.

Jenna's POV: 

I was a fucking virgin. I guess that was the worst aspect of it all. The thought of Alpha Ketov forcefully having his way with me made me retch and empty my belly of all that I had eaten for breakfast.

My day alternated between crying and wishing myself dead, and praying for the goddess to show some mercy and deliver me from Alpha Katov.

But nothing happened. And when evening arrived, there was another knock at my door. The same ladies of the morning came in to prep me for my night with the Alpha.

The process took a shorter while this time. They bathed me and dressed me in loose nightwear, before taking their leave. Immediately, the servant who had shown me my room much earlier that day, stepped in.

"Come with me." She said.

I followed, tears already leaking from my eyes as I was led like a lamb to be slaughtered.

The journey to the Alpha's room seemed endless and I wished it would go on for even longer. I was too agitated at what was to happen, to properly take in the splendor of the mansion I was walking through.

Everything was a blur in my mind as we walked past it, the only thing that stood out was the brightness of the corridors. The lady stopped walking when we came up to a large door.

She peered up at me, offering me a sympathetic gaze. "Alpha Ketov hates tears so you should wipe that up if you don't want him to get angry and make things tougher for you."

I sniffed, wiping my eyes with the sleeve of my long garb. "Thanks." I managed.

"Good luck, you'll need it." And with that she pushed the double doors open and gestured for me to walk in.

Once inside, it was like I was in another house of its own. There was a set of dining chairs at one end, a cluster of plush couches with a television blaring out news. But there was no Alpha to be seen.

"Come in here." His voice ordered. I stared around wildly, before sighting a small, almost hidden door. I walked towards it and pushed it open, and I was in the Alpha's bedroom.

He was sitting down, shirtless and his eyes locked on mine once I stepped in. "You smell nice. Good. Just the way I like it."

His gaze darkened with lust as his eyes roved my body, I felt naked even when I still had something on.

"Take them off." He ordered.

I froze, my eyes widening. This was happening, it was really happening and no one was coming to save me. My first time was going to be against my will.

"I don't like repeating myself." He said coldly. "Take off your garment."

And I did. The gown pooled around my feet and I trained my eyes on it, standing in front of him, bared and exposed.

He smacked his lips loudly and I stared up at him.

"You're just what I want."

He got to his feet and in one swift move, got rid of his pants and briefs. He closed the gap to where I stood and grabbed my hand, yanking me forward and throwing me hard on the bed.

It was a fast ride and I kept my eyes tightly shut for most of it. Alpha Ketov was raw with me, pawing at my breasts without care, taking away my innocence in one rough stroke. I cried out in pain but he paid me no mind.

Some minutes into it and he spilled out his seeds into me. He turned on his back, spent from the activity. "Clean up and get out." He barked. "Tomorrow is another day."

Quickly, I got out of his bed. I washed up in the bathroom and donned on my abandoned clothes on the ground.

Outside the room, the lady was still waiting for me.

Her gaze was filled with pity and I hated myself even more for it. She stretched out her hands, holding out something for me. "Pills. You do not want to get pregnant."

This seemed like routine for her. I wondered how many times in the past she had given some unfortunate girl the same pills. I accepted it from her and she walked me to my room, before taking her leave.

Once inside, I leaned against the door for a moment, trying to catch my breath and make sense of all that had just happened. I felt like shit and I knew I was going to cry again.

That was when my nose finally picked up the scent of another in the room with me. I gasped, putting on the lights with a click.

Light flooded the room and there he was, on my bed. Jarvis, the son of Alpha Ketov. And possibly, my second chance mate.

His eyes bored into mine and even after everything that had just happened, my cheeks warmed up at his heated gaze on me.

"W-what are you doing here?"

"I'm sure you're aware of what's between us." His voice was cold too, but a different kind of cold. It was capable of warming my insides and setting me alight.

He rose up from the bed and prowled towards me.

"What are you doing?" My voice was barely above a whisper.

He did not answer till he was very close. And by the goddess, he was a beautiful man. His dark blonde hair hung in waves on his head, and his lips were full and almost red as he leaned even closer.

"I'm here to remedy what my father did."

And without warning, he leaned down and claimed my lips, sucking on them like a lollipop. I gasped as I was soon pressed against him, the servants warning to me about Jarvis flying out of the window. My lips parted in the process which gave his tongue entry into my mouth.

The kiss turned dirty and rough in an instant, and I was loving every moment of it, as I kissed back with as much fervor, our tongues twirling in a battle for dominance which he soon won.

He steered me away from the door and in the direction of my bed, without breaking the kiss. And his lips, they were oh so soft. Alpha Ketov throughout the process had not kissed me once and I got to enjoy it fully with the one my heart beat for.

One hand palmed my ass, squeezing softly as he lifted me and placed me gently on the bed. Before my eyes, this man tugged at the neckline of my dress, ripping the cloth in an instant.

He broke away from the kiss and trailed his lips down my neck, leaving me hot and wanting more. I gasped when his mouth found my nipple, sucking and pulling on it, his hand found the second, tugging and rubbing. I squirmed at the wave of pleasure moving through me.

This was more like it, this burning need, this need to be touched more, to be driven into, it was nothing compared to what I had received from his father.

His mouth left my aching nipple and he kissed me, going down my stomach, till his mouth found that sweet spot between my legs. He lapped at my juices while I moaned in different tongues, cumming over his face.

The penetration part was just as good, he started gently, allowing me to get used to his size, before he increased his pace, hitting at the right spot, working me to another orgasm. We came together, my legs shuddering from the pleasurable bliss.