Lucius please!!

EZRA

The cold floor scraped against my knees as Lucius' grip on my hair tightened, dragging me mercilessly through the dimly lit hallway. My scalp burned with every yank, my nails scratching at his wrist in a weak attempt to loosen his hold. It was useless.

"Lucius, please…" My voice cracked, my breath coming out in short, desperate gasps.

He didn't answer. He never answered when he was like this. When his rage consumed him, he became something else….something beyond reason. My heart pounded against my ribs, panic clawing at my throat. The farther he pulled me, the more the walls around me seemed to close in. I knew where we were going. I knew what was about to happen.

The heavy door creaked open, and I was thrown forward onto the bed. My body bounced slightly against the mattress before I scrambled to sit up, but Lucius was already on me. His hands wrapped around my wrists, yanking them behind my back before I could fight. The cold bite of leather straps locked around my arms, followed by another set binding my ankles.

I thrashed, my body jerking against the restraints. "No….Lucius, please! I didn't mean to…."

His fingers dug into my jaw, forcing my head up so I had no choice but to meet his dark, burning gaze.

"You know the rules, Ezra. You don't get to speak unless I say so."

I bit down on my lip, swallowing back a whimper as his grip tightened before shoving me forward. The rough fabric of the sheets scraped against my skin as I landed chest-down, my legs spread apart against my will. Heat flooded my face as humiliation twisted in my gut.

Then came the worst part.

The door creaked open again.

I squeezed my eyes shut, praying, begging, that it wasn't who I feared it would be. But the heavy boots against the floor told me otherwise.

Malachai.

I gasped, twisting my head to the side just as Lucius turned toward the door. My chest tightened painfully at the sight of him. Malakai stood frozen in the doorway, his jaw clenched so tightly I could see the muscle twitch beneath his skin. His eyes darted from my bound form to Lucius, realization settling in.

"You called for me, sir?" His voice was steady, but I knew better. I could see it, the barely restrained fury simmering beneath his calm mask.

Lucius smirked. "Yes. I wanted you to witness something. Since it seems you've caught Ezra's attention, I figured it was only fair to show you exactly what he is."

Malachai's brows furrowed slightly. He didn't move from his spot, but I could see the tension in his stance, the way his hands curled into fists at his sides.

"He's nothing but a filthy little plaything," Lucius continued, his fingers tracing my back almost lazily. I shivered at the touch, bile rising in my throat. "And you need to understand that he belongs to me."

"Lucius, please…" I choked out, my voice barely above a whisper. "Not like this…"

SLAP!

My head snapped to the side as white-hot pain exploded across my cheek. Stars danced in my vision, and for a moment, the room spun.

"Did I say you could speak?" Lucius' voice was sharp, dripping with venom.

I whimpered, biting down on my lower lip so hard I tasted blood.

Silence filled the room. Thick. Suffocating. The only thing I could hear was my own ragged breathing and the thundering beat of my heart. I turned my gaze back to Malachai, searching his face for something, anything, that could save me from this.

But his face was unreadable.

Then, finally, he spoke.

"I understand, sir."

My stomach dropped.

Lucius chuckled, his fingers gripping my hips as he leaned down until his lips were against my ear.

"Good. Then watch." he whispered tearing a condom sack.

I closed my eyes, so tight I could blind myself waiting for the pain to hit.

"Arghhh!!" I screamed subconsciously as Lucius thrust into me with force.

The pain was unbearable,Malachai I please turn away, you shouldn't have seen this part of me.

The taste of salt and metallic flesh made me dizzy and nauseous.

The pain!!

"Lucius please…"I forced out, not able to hear my own self

I let the pain take over and stopped struggling.

I don't know how long it lasted. Time blurred into nothing. My body felt like it wasn't mine anymore, drifting somewhere far away as I willed myself to disappear completely.

But even in the haze, I knew one thing.

Malachai was still standing there. Still watching.

He never left.

And somehow, that made it hurt even more.