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The pain is intense and sudden and…and it makes me feel something, resonating from the bite down to where he touches me. Every hit heightens the pleasure, my mind going blank at the sensation of where he touches me. I become acutely aware of his cock pressing into my belly, his salt-slick skin just inches away.
And to my intense and complete shame, I realize I’m turned on.
He slaps me one more time, making my pussy throb—and then he’s pulling my shirt back over my butt and tossing me over his shoulder like a ragdoll. I’m limp against him, my face pressed to his hot skin, his hand hiding me from the others.
“I’ll take care of this,” Javi growls, and the crowd parts at the door as he strides through it to take me back to the citadel.
I catch just a glimpse of my father’s sneer as we leave, of Ephraim’s rage and shame, of Abel’s pleasure.
And I have to wonder what Javi is going to do next.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
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PEACHES
We catch a lot of looks as Javi carries me back to the citadel, alphas leering and betas keeping their heads down. The guards let us easily through the doors, and soon we’re back in our room, Javi slamming the door behind us with a kick of his foot. He tosses me on the bed and I bounce once before he glares at me, rage in his green eyes.
“Scream,” he whispers.
“What?”
He lunges at me, pressing my wrists against the bed. “Scream!” he roars.
I scream in earnest, terrified of the huge alpha boxing me in.
“Keep going,” he grits out. “They need to think I’m punishing you.”
He snarls in my face before pushing away and stalking toward the door to press his ear to it. I take shaky breaths as a sob racks my shoulders, making sure to be loud so he doesn’t scare me or hurt me again.
Once he’s satisfied that no one’s listening, he walks back toward me and runs his fingers through his dark hair, shaking his head.
“Why thehelldid you do that?” he demands.
“I don’t…I don’t know,” I say. “I’m sorry.”
“Stop apologizing,” he hisses. Javi groans, tugging on his overgrown locks, and his voice is a whisper when he continues. “I should be the one who’s sorry—that I brought you here, that I…that I did that to you.Fuck!”
His elbow cocks and he swings his fist at the wall, leaving a dent in the metal. Javi lets out a snarl, pacing in front of the door.
“You had to do it,” I say. “It’s okay.”
“No, it’s not,” he fumes. “You—”
He pauses. His eyes dart toward the door.
“No, please don’t!” I scream. “It hurts!”
Javi’s eyes snap back to me before he realizes what I’m doing. I keep going, making a show of it, raising my voice in a sob.
“I won’t do it again!” I wrench out. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
I erupt into fake tears as Javi watches, mystified. I open my eyes wide at him as I keep making awful sounds, and he finally gets it.
“You need to behave,” he snarls toward the door. “Don’t make me hurt you again!”
“I won’t, I won’t!” I respond. “I’m sorry!”
