《The Omega's (Manx2|Werewolf|Mpreg) Omega Series: BOOK ONE》Chapter #6| Nightmares (Edited)
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"Spread your legs b*tch" growled Beta Greg
"P-Please let me go" I whimpered. Beta Greg growled then slapped my face, I couched up blood and moaned in pain. Greg shoved me towards the bed as he ripped my clothes apart.
" Spread your f*cking legs now!" he roared. My wolf shivered in fear as I laid back and slowly spread my legs wide. I looked away feeling ashamed knowing he admiring my body, I felt disgusted. Suddenly I heard the door open revealing five more men, I looked at them in fear then looked back at Beta Greg, he only smirked at me in response.
"Let's have fun boys!" he said.
"We're going to f*ck you good" one sneered
"N-No don't touch me! only my mate can breed me. P-Please doesn't touch me, please" I begged them. They all only laughed like what I said is the funniest thing they ever heard. Without hesitation one thrust deep inside of me, I threw my head back and screamed in pain. I felt no pleasure, one by one they raped me. I was already sobbing crying Allen's name but they just didn't care, none of them did. I heard screaming from the other room, my wolf whimpering hearing my brothers cry. I was powerless, I cannot protect my own brother nor myself. We're both left beaten and raped till they wanted to stop, this is living nightmare and I can't take it anymore.
"Look at you, you're nothing but a sl*t," said Beta Greg. One by one they slapped me, punched my stomach until -
"M-Max! wake up please!" someone sobbed
"Baby, listen to my voice it's just a dream. Come on baby, show me your beautiful eyes" said Miles. I let out a soft whimper as my heavy eyelids flew open. I let out a loud sob and hugged Allen and Miles in a tight grip.
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"I-I'm so scared, I'm so scared" I cried. Allen sobbed and hugged me tightly, I heard a faint growl coming from our mate. I looked away in shame knowing too well what happened in my dream. I allowed them to breed me, I'm supposed to give my virginity to my true mate and I allowed them to rape me, I didn't even fight hard enough.
"Allen baby, please go with my mother and help her look after the pups. I'll join you soon baby" said Miles. Allen whimpered looking at me and back to our mate, Evan let out a loud whimper, I sense his distress as he senses his mothers. I didn't want Allen nor our pups stressed out, I didn't want them to see me like this. Miles hugged Allen and kissed his lips, he whimpered in response then nodded.
"Take care of him," Allen said
"Don't doubt me, baby, he's my mate and I'll protect you both with an iron fist. Now go, Evan is stressed and he needs to be fed" Miles replied. Allen quietly leaves the room while holding Evan in his arms. I refuse to look at Miles, the memory of that day still haunts me. I don't deserve to be his mate, I've been touched and my virginity forcefully was taken away.
"Look at me baby," he said. I shook my head and bite down on my bottom lip, I don't want to cry, he must not see me like this. I'm a broken toy, that's all I am and he deserves a Luna who isn't broken. His finger touched my chin lifting my head up, I meet his gaze as he meets mine. Tears roll down my cheek, he let out a whimper then hugged me tightly.
"I can still hear them, their sneers, laughs, everything. I can't make it go away, please make me forget" I cried. Miles wiped my tears away and gently kissed my lips. I gasped then widen my mouth allowing him further access, he thrust his tongue into my mouth then deepens the kiss. I'm so afraid, I'm afraid of his reaction once I tell him about our past, we were raped, abused and disowned by our pack, why would he want someone like that?
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"It's okay baby, tell me when you're ready," he said. Miles gently laid me down, all I can hear is his soothing words. All the voices in my mind have disappeared, I no longer felt dirty but now I crave more of our mates' touch, I needed it so badly.
"Don't cry baby, I'll make you forget, I promise I'll get justice" he whispered. He slowly stripped me bare as he done the same. I blushed to stare at his naked muscled body, his eyes trail around my bare body. I wanted all my scars to disappear but now he can see everything.
"D-Don't look" I whimpered. I looked away in shame again, but inside he kissed each and every one of those scars.
"You're beautiful, I know you had a scary past baby but it will not chase me away. I am your Alpha, I am your mate and I'll everything in my power to get justice and remind you both how beautiful you's are" he said. I kept crying until he lets me calm down, I then slowly spread my legs showing him my erection.
"Is this for me baby?" he asked. I whimpered as he grips my c*ck in his palm, I threw my head back and moaned.
"Y-Yes" I whimpered
"You looks so sexy baby, you're hard just for me. I'm going to f*ck you, good baby, I'm going to f*ck this sexy ass" he teased. After he prepared me, he slowly sinks his long fat erection inside my channels.
"Ahh!" I moaned.
"That's it, baby, breathe for me, we'll take this nice and slow," he said. As he waited for me to adjust his size, I gave him a nod to continue thrusting and so he did. He draws back then slam deep inside of me, I threw my head back and moaned loudly.
"S-So good, it feels so good" I moaned
"Focus on me baby, I'm not them and never will be. Feel my c*ck inside your tight ass, clench my c*ck baby, show me how much you love it" he whispered. Thrust after thrust I became undone, he felt me in a whimpering mess begging for more and he gave me more. As he thrust one last time, I clench his c*ck until we both climax in sync as I passed out after my high.
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