Alpha's Dark Desires-Chapter 131: Marking Or Markings

ELENA POV:

I was naked, suspended in the air, my arms bound to posts fixed high on the ceiling, my legs spread wide and tied to separate supports. Panic coursed through me, battling with the haze of confusion and heat clouding my mind.

"Mine," Kane’s voice rumbled from in front of me, a possessive edge lacing the single word.

"Ours," another voice chimed in from behind, eerily similar to Kane’s but tinged with danger. Dean. His tone sent a shiver of both fear and something darker through me.

Kane held a leather whip in his hand, trailing it lightly along my skin. It grazed my jaw, down my neck, then to my breasts. When the whip tapped one of my nipples, a sharp cry escaped my lips. Pain and pleasure collided in a way that left me gasping. I hated how my body reacted, but I couldn’t deny the heat pooling low in my stomach.

He dragged the whip lower, over my stomach, down to the place that throbbed and ached for release. "You love it, mate," Kane murmured, his voice dark and filled with certainty. "I don’t know why you’re so reluctant to accept me this way."

My voice trembled as I pleaded, "Don’t. Please, Kane."

But his smile was cruel, amused by my desperation. He lifted the whip, and I barely had time to register the motion before it struck the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. I screamed, the sting sharp and biting, but his chuckle infuriated me more than the pain.

"I can smell your arousal," he said, stepping closer. His fingers dipped into my core, sliding in with maddening ease, and when he pulled them away, they glistened with evidence of my betrayal. "See?" He held them up, his grin wicked. "I told you."

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I spat, my voice laced with anger and humiliation. "Put me down, Kane! Put me down right now!"

But before Kane could respond, Dean’s voice came from behind me, low and mocking. "You don’t know what you want, little wolf. Let us show you."

His hands slid over my bare ass, the contrast of his soothing caress and firm kneading making me moan involuntarily. "You like it, don’t you?" he whispered against my ear, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. I bit my lip to keep another sound from escaping, but it didn’t stop him. He spanked me sharply, the impact reverberating through me, forcing a cry from my lips.

Kane, now in front of me, took one of my breasts in his hand, fondling it while his mouth latched onto the other. His tongue and teeth tormented the sensitive peak, drawing out cries of pleasure that I couldn’t suppress. My rational mind screamed at me to resist, to fight, but the sensations overwhelmed me, drowning out all reason.

This wasn’t what I had agreed to. Kane had promised me he’d control his darker desires, that he wouldn’t put me in a situation like this unless I wanted it. And Dean—Dean wasn’t even supposed to be here. What the hell was happening?

My thoughts shattered as Dean’s fingers plunged into my aching center. "Goddess," I whimpered, my voice barely above a whisper. If I were to die from pleasure, it would be here and now. He pulled his fingers away, only to deliver another sharp smack to my ass, then returned to tormenting me with his touch.

While Kane continued to lavish attention on my breasts, Dean’s fingers thrust in and out of me, driving me closer and closer to the edge. "Just a little more," Dean whispered, his voice a seductive promise. "What’s left is a bite to seal our mark."

Dean’s words barely registered as Kane’s mouth left my nipple, trailing up to my jaw. Their lips, teeth, and tongues explored my neck, each kiss and nibble sending shockwaves through my body. My moans were unending now, a symphony of surrender and desperation.

Dean’s pace quickened, his fingers driving me higher until, with a scream, I came undone. But at the peak of my release, they both sank their fangs into my neck. Shit. I open my eyes only to find I was on bed not suspended it was a fucking dream. Hell it felt real or not because on top of me in the bed was Kane looking at me lustfully his lips coated with blood and my neck stinging.

Fucking mother fucker marked me. I push him off me only to find myself naked under the bed covers then clutching my neck I scrambled out of the bed.

The stinging pain on my neck burned with a growing intensity, but it was the fire in my chest that truly consumed me. Panic clawed its way into my mind as the realization of what Kane had done settled like a heavy stone in my gut.

The room around me was unfamiliar, dimly lit, and filled with dark, menacing objects that looked like they belonged in some twisted pleasure dungeon. Cuffs, ropes, and whips adorned the walls, a mockery of the trust I’d once placed in Kane. My heart raced, each beat hammering louder in my ears as the haze of heat, pleasure, and pain began to untangle itself into sharp clarity.

I clutched at the sheets wrapped around my naked body, my other hand shooting to my neck where the faint sting still lingered. My fingers brushed over the sensitive skin, and my worst fear solidified. The mark. Kane had marked me. My wolf stirred within me, strangely elated, but I felt anything but joy. Betrayal, anger, and confusion surged through me like a tidal wave.

My eyes shot to Kane, who had just picked himself up from the floor after I shoved him off the bed. His expression was a mixture of guilt and something else—satisfaction. He didn’t even try to deny what he’d done. His lips were still faintly stained with blood—my blood.

Panic surged through me like wildfire. My heart was a drumbeat of chaos as I scrambled backward, clutching the sheet to my chest, my fingers trembling over the raw sting on my neck. My mind screamed at me to make sense of what had just happened, but nothing felt real. The dream—or was it a memory?—blurred and twisted with the reality of the room around me.

Kane stood a few feet away, his expression unreadable. The faintest hint of blood glistened on his lips, confirming the very thing I didn’t want to believe. He marked me.

"You—" My voice cracked, barely audible over the sound of my own erratic breathing. "You marked me?"

Kane stepped forward cautiously, as if I were a cornered animal about to bolt. His eyes, dark with a mix of emotions I couldn’t decipher, locked onto mine. "Elena, listen—"

"Don’t come near me!" I snapped, my voice rising in pitch as fear and anger intertwined into a storm inside me. I pressed myself against the headboard, holding the sheet tighter. "What the fuck did you do, Kane?!"

"You... you marked me," I choked out, my voice trembling with disbelief.

He stepped forward, his hands raised as if to calm me, but the movement only made my rage bubble hotter.

"Elena, listen to me—"

"Don’t you dare," I snapped, retreating until my back hit the cold, hard wall. "You promised me, Kane. You promised you’d never cross this line without my consent!" My voice broke, tears threatening to spill as the betrayal sunk its claws deeper into my heart.

"I had no choice," he said, his voice low but firm, as if that was supposed to make it better. "You were in heat. You were suffering. You needed me—"

"I needed you to help me through it, not take advantage of me!" I shouted, the anger breaking free. "You think marking me without my consent is some kind of mercy? Do you have any idea what you’ve done?!"

His jaw tightened, his eyes flashing with something primal, but he quickly masked it. "I couldn’t let Dean—"

"Oh, don’t you dare blame Dean for your choices!" I cut him off, pointing a shaking finger at him. "This is all you. You made the decision to claim me, and for what? To stake your territory like some animal?"

Kane’s gaze darkened at my words, but he held his ground. "Because you’re mine, Elena!" he growled, his voice dropping to a dangerous timbre. "You’ve always been mine. I’ve waited for this, fought against my instincts for as long as I could. But when I saw him—Dean—here, enjoyed watching you, pushing me to the edge... I couldn’t hold back anymore."

I flinched at his words, my heart twisting painfully. "And you think that justifies what you’ve done? You think claiming me when I was too weak to even fight back makes this okay? You marked me when I was asleep!"

Kane ran a hand through his hair, his frustration evident. "You don’t understand—"

"No, you don’t understand!" I shot back. "This wasn’t your decision to make, Kane. You’ve taken something from me—something I can never get back. Do you even realize how much trust you’ve shattered?"

His face softened for a moment, a flicker of regret crossing his features, but it wasn’t enough to soothe the storm inside me. "Elena, I’m sorry if you feel—"

"Don’t," I hissed, cutting him off. "Don’t you dare act like this is just about how I feel. You marked me, Kane. That’s permanent. You’ve bound me to you for life without giving me a choice, and you expect me to just accept it?"

Silence fell between us, heavy and suffocating. I could see the conflict in his eyes, the struggle between the man and the beast within him. My wolf, traitorous as she was, purred in satisfaction at the bond, but I couldn’t let that cloud my judgment. I wouldn’t let Kane’s actions go unchecked.

Finally, he spoke, his voice low and strained. "I did what I thought was right. I’ll take responsibility for that. But don’t pretend you didn’t want this, Elena. I felt it—every moan, every cry, every time you begged me for more. Your body wanted me just as much as mine wanted you."

His words hit like a slap, and I recoiled, tears stinging my eyes. "You don’t get to twist this into something mutual," I said, my voice shaking. "Yes, I was in heat. Yes, my body was out of control. But that doesn’t mean I wanted to be marked against my will."

Kane’s shoulders sagged, the weight of my words sinking in. For the first time, he looked unsure, vulnerable. But I wasn’t ready to let my guard down. Not yet.

"I need space," I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper. "I can’t be around you right now."

His eyes widened in alarm. "Elena, please—" freёnovelkiss-com

"No," I cut him off, raising a hand. "You’ve done enough. Just... leave me alone."

Without waiting for a response, I turned and walked toward the adjoining bathroom, locking the door behind me. The moment the lock clicked, I slid to the floor, burying my face in my hands as the tears finally fell.

The mark on my neck throbbed faintly, a cruel reminder of what had been taken from me. My wolf, ever loyal to the bond, whimpered in protest at the distance I was putting between us, but I ignored her. I needed time to process, to figure out where we stood after this betrayal.

Because no matter what my wolf wanted, one thing was clear: Kane had broken something between us, and I wasn’t sure it could ever be fixed.

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