ZEPHYR.
Being here, looking at her in the tattered clothes she had on, the new bruises on her body that was most definitely from the punishment yesterday, made my chest tightened so hard I almost couldn't breathe.
Her head lifted slowly, her lower lip still quivering, and the moment our eyes met, the moment I saw the amount of pain behind her eyes, I felt it.
"You're going to have to bring more bargaining chips than one useless girl if your intention was to negotiate." Zayden's voice jolted me out of my thoughts, and I could feel my wolf rumbling and pacing.
'He just called her useless, aren't you going to say anything? You can't even bear to look at her, do you know the amount of horror she's had to face here and for how long?'
Hearing my wolf whine about Marian's misery was pissing me off more than I intended to admit. If she didn't want to be subjected to terrible training, then maybe she should consider being useful.
Ignoring my wolf, and not wanting to continue the conversation with Malcolm, I stood from my seat, already tired of being around so many people.
"This conversation ends here, Malcolm. We'll help you if we see the need to, if not, we'll be withdrawing our help while also taking our new pet with us."
"Do not ever think you're in the position of negotiating with us, you're not worth more than an ant to us. It should be an honor that you get to breathe the same air as us." My voice was low, but enough for him and the godforsaken girl to hear me.
Walking in long strides along the large council room with Zayden and Tristan behind me, I stopped momentarily when I got to the girl. She looked like she was going to crumble if I crushed her.
And I couldn't shake off the urge to do so, my breath felt cold, the blood in my veins were even colder, and without giving myself the time to think about it, my leg connected with her side as I kicked her out of my sight.
The sound of her helpless cry and painful whimper filled the room as she slid across the smooth floor, but I didn't spare her another glance, this was the kind of thing people like her were useful for.
She would be a great toy for me to play around with, especially with this feeling starting to run rampant.
"Out of my way." I snarled, the words grinding between my teeth as I walked past the still kneeling Malcolm and also stopping there as I let out an angry sigh before walking out the door.
I could tell that Tristan and Zayden were both talking about something, but I wasn't listening because my mind was elsewhere, and the more I tried to not think about it, the stronger it haunted me.
My chest felt tight the entire ride back to the hotel, and when we got there, I wanted to ignore her. I didn't want to get involved just yet, I wanted to wait for when I would fully get my hand on her, but I couldn't.
The thought of her filled my mind, the fear in her eyes when she looked at me, the way she looked like she was just seconds away from dying, the way she breathed so heavily like she was just learning to breathe.
Tristan and Zayden had already gotten out of the car, leaving me with the only man we trusted around us. "I need you to go back there and find things out about Marian Alford."
"As you wish, Alpha." That was all I needed to hear before getting out of the car and making my way to our hotel room. I was going to join Zayden and Tristan at the bar, but I changed my mind.
Getting to the door, I still couldn't stop thinking about her. I couldn't stop thinking about every single person that had thought they had the right to lay their hands on her.
Shaking my head as if the thoughts would fall out, the last voice I wanted to hear rang in my head louder than ever. 'If you're so worried about her, why don't you just go back and take her.'
Grunting, I ignored the voice and swiped my card before walking through the door. It was a large suite, and as I took off my shirt, I walked to the bathroom and almost killed the person sprawled out on the bed.
I'd completely forgotten that she came with us. Callie. Her blonde hair always makes her noticeable and singled out, she had the kind of stature that made the three of us treat her like she was a prize.
Well, she was no more than our slut, but if we were mated to her, we wouldn't have rejected the bond.
"Oh? Did you come alone?" Callie asked, her eyes watching as I took off my shirts, and from the way she licked her lower lip, I could tell what was going to happen next.
"You still look as scary as ever, Zephyr." She laughed as she crawled out of the bed. She was wearing red lingerie, the kind that would make any man bend their knees and worship her.
My eyes followed as she closed the gap between us, her long fingers trailing an invisible line down my chest before she pressed her palm into my chest and got so close that I could feel her breath on my face.
Callie's face inched closer, her lips getting even closer, but before she could make contact, I raised a finger and pressed it against her lip, making sure that she could see the disgust on my face.
"How many times will you keep pretending to forget about the no kissing rule?" I asked, and Callie let out a defeated sigh as she moved backwards.
"I just thought it was worth a try, change is the only constant thing."
"You know better than to apply that logic to me." I responded, and even though she tried to hide it, I saw the way her body tensed up at once, fear taking hold of all of her body.
"Well then." Callie went on after a moment of silence, and I watched as she made her hair up into a ponytail. I needed what was coming next, I needed to release this unwanted feeling, and what other way to do that than fucking someone that was bound to suck all those feelings out of me.
Callie got on her knees, and I didn't stop her as she undid my belt and pulled my pants down, she did the same to my boxer shorts too, letting my rigid cock stand erect in her face.
"Someone is excited." She said happily, and before I could tell her to shut up and suck, she started off by putting the whole of my length into her mouth, choking but not caring.
Soon, she pulled backwards, leaving a long string of saliva in her trail as she started sucking the tip of my bulging cock. Her warm, wet mouth was just the thing I needed.
She was good, too good at sucking cock.
Callie cupped my balls, caressing them as she licked my cock from the base all the way to the hilt before returning to the head. She sealed her lips around it and began moving her tongue right underneath the tip of my dick.
The action caused my head to fall back as she worshipped my cock. She stroked gently, causing the tip of my dick to glisten with both my precum and her saliva.
And then, she started slurping at my cockhead and bobbing her head up and down. I could hear her swallowing before sliding her mouth down a little more, attempting to get more of my veiny cock into her mouth.
"Fuckkk." I growled, and she seemed to see it as some sort of approval because she deepthroated me even more, her throat immediately contracting around my cock.
I could smell her arousal as she choked on my dick, her face buried into my pelvis, and when she finally pulled her head back, she drew in a rush of air as she stroked my dick again.
Even I could tell that she was getting desperate as she teased the slit on the head of my dick, caressed my balls, and licked around my dick, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find that release that I so badly needed.
Callie took my dick all the way in again, she was usually so good with her mouth, but something was different now, Callie wasn't the one I wanted kneeling in front of me right now.
I wanted her. Marian Alford.
The realization hit me like a punch to the gut, and not wanting to give in to it, my hand fisted into Callie's hair as I held her head in place and thrusted my hips, fucking her throat until the room filled with the wet sound and her gargled wanton moan.
But when our eyes met, I was reminded again that she wasn't the one I wanted, and so I did the only thing I could do. Overlapping Callie's face was Marian's, and the moment I saw her face, I felt my cock jerk.
It felt so real, the sound of her whimpers rang over and over in my mind as I fucked her throat, thrusting with every ounce of aggression that I had in me, gliding over her tongue and past her uvula.
Oh fuck. Fuck.
My body shuddered as my orgasm built up, and the fact that I would be shooting my cum down Marian's throat caused it to build up even faster.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." I growled, grabbing a handful of her hair as my cock let out an insane jet of cum that shot down her throat. She gagged again, choking on the amount of nuts I was shooting into her mouth.
And before I could pull out again, another thick jet shot into her mouth, giving her no other choice but to swallow as they hit her mouth.
My muscles felt limp, my body jerked forward as I kept releasing stringers of cum, and after what felt like an eternity, I pulled my cock out of her mouth, shooting the rest of my cum all over her face and chest.
My eyes shut tight as I thought about her, about how good it felt to have her mouth please me, about how better it would even feel to have her pussy wrap around my dick like her mouth just did.
My body hummed with satisfaction, my cock twitching, and just as I reveled in the pleasure I felt, a voice came, reminding me that the person whose throat I'd just finished fucking wasn't Marian's.
It never was. Fuck my life, she was the one I wanted.
"That was a lot more than usual, was I really that good?" Callie asked as my eyes opened slowly, but I didn't honor her with a response, I only settled for a smile that she took as a response.
"I'm all wet, wanna fuck and make me scream your name as usual?" She asked, and just as I opened my mouth to respond, the door kicked open.
"He already had your mouth," Zayden said loudly, "I'm a little pissed you both were having fun without us." Tristan chimed in and I only smiled as Zayden gently pushed me away from her.
Sighing, I moved to the edge of the bed and reached for the mini freezer, pulling out a bottle of whiskey and pouring myself a glass while Tristan and Zayden devoured Callie like wild hungry animals.
I could hear the muffled moan, the wet fapping sound, but I paid it no mind. This was normal for us, we shared everything, and it was no doubt that we would share a mate too.
My phone vibrated in my hand, and I stood up at once, excusing myself to answer the call. "Speak." I ordered.
"Yes, Alpha." The voice came. "After you left, I think she was punished again, and now, I—" The hesitation in his voice was enough to let me know that something had happened.
"What?" I asked, my impatience getting the best of me as I waited to hear what had really happened before I knew what I would do next.
"She passed out from the punishment, and now she—Marian—I think they've killed her. Her heart has stopped."