Panic. It’s unadulterated and so strong, I lose my vision and hearing. Idon’twant to want it! If there are medications to bring on someone’s heat, suppress it, break bonds, and make omegas more susceptible to alpha barks, then there has to be something to make an omega slick.
I want to die knowing I was true to my pack, right up until the end.
“Unfortunately not.” I’ve never been so happy to hear Avery’s voice as she replies in a clipped, short tone. “I’ve been working on developing something, but it’s not ready yet.”
I don’t know how I know this to be a lie, but I do. Her footsteps get closer, and I can tell she’s enjoying herself. Avery turns my head as she gazes down at me, her lips twisting with cruelty.
“Make a deep cut on her lower back and use that to fuck her. Enjoy.” Avery leans down until her lips graze my ear, whispering, “I’ll be watching you draw your last breath, even though I won’t be present. Check. Mate. Bitch.”
No sooner does she step back, than I feel the slice of pain as someone does as she suggested. The blood oozes down my ass crack, coating the man’s dick, and he groans as he thrusts violently into my hole.
“Thank you,” he says.
“My pleasure. It’s been lovely doing business with you. Please let yourselves out when you’re done. Unfortunately, I have another engagement.”
“Go, go,” the blonde says, pulling on my lower jaw to open my mouth. “We’ve got it from here.”
As he watches the way his dick disappears into my mouth, he squeezes my jaw painfully to keep me from biting him. Except, I couldn’t do that even if I wanted to. Avery is having the last laugh, because I can’t defend myself. My screams get louder as the alphas fuck me at both ends, and I lose myself to my despair.
Avery’s entire team is leaving the building, and the footsteps are loud as they evacuate. The group around me is too occupied to realize what’s happening, content to continue making me scream.
I wish I could say I don’t give them the enjoyment of my screams, but we are well past that. The man at my left elbow digs his knife into my back, and everyone glances at his work.
“It says my cock was here,” one of them laughs.
“It will be as soon as he’s done. The girl in charge said there’s an incinerator where we can drop her body when we’re done. There will be no evidence we were here,” he grunts. “We can fuck her up good.”
“She’s really tight,” the alpha behind me groans.
A hand squeezes my throat, and I hope the blonde alpha loses control and kills me. For the first time since I accepted my pack, I wish for death. Hope disappears with every letter carved into my body and every crude sound they make.
“You won’t be given the opportunity to pass out,” the blonde growls.
As if he gave the men around me a command, they stab me in unison, pulling a scream from my lips.
“We won’t let you go numb, there will be no escape, and when you finally die, it’ll be because we allowed it to happen.”
The words lay across my soul like a brand as my blood drips off the table onto the concrete floor, evidence that they control whether I live or die.
The men use my holes brutally, and I can feel my lips split from dehydration. My face bruises as the blonde holds my face so it won’t fall down, and the blood continues to drip, drip, drip.
The blonde keeps his promise as the knives continue to cut me, and my nerves scream in the same tune as the sounds coming from my mouth. When the man behind me begins to lose his rhythm, I can’t even be grateful he’s almost done, because the man who claimed dibs stands to get in line.
This will never end, and they gruesomely begin taking bets on how long I’ll last.
An hour, four, two days, a week. The difference in length is wild as they discuss how to extend my life, while others complain they have events to attend. It all seems so normal as they squabble, outside of the fact that a person is laid out as their own personal fuck toy.
Their laughs echo around the empty warehouse walls, but there’s no chance anyone will hear anything. We are deep inside the warehouse.
It’s just me and the alphas who will end my life.
A knot pushes into both my mouth and my asshole, and all I can do is gasp in a breath before fingers pinch my nose as the alpha’s knot fills my mouth.
“If you won’t suck, I’ll make you search for your oxygen,” the blonde snarls. “You don’t fucking deserve it.”
I can’t make any noise as he forces me to search for my oxygen, and my throat hurts as he invades it with his thrusts. My screams move inward, and I make as much fucking noise as I want in the privacy of my mind.
He pulls away and allows me to breathe as he comes down my throat, only to have me choke on it instead. Sputtering, gasping, gagging, none of these things matter to them as they laugh at my expense. I’m a commodity they bought, and nothing else.
