21.

R18

He handled her roughly and in less than a few minutes, her legs were already tied to the bed like she was about to be slaughtered and sacrificed.

She shivered and felt cold even though the heater was turned; she never saw this coming.

How beastly could he be?

Now he was resorting to sexual abuse.

He pulled out a sex toy, which looked more like a dildo from a drawer and waved it at her.

"Since you are not contented with me, I'm going to give you the best sex of your life. So that you will not have to sneak around with other little werewolves."

Sylvia's eyes widened in horror when she heard him. What did he mean by best sex?

Worst!!! This was all she imagined.

Nolan tore out her dress and without warning, he thrust the dildo into her.

He began moving it in and out of her hole and after a while, he pulled it out. All Sylvia could do was cry out.

No one could hear her. And even if they did, they could not help her as it was between both of them.

Nolan left the bed. He headed to a long table where a pile of objects was dumped and he grabbed a blindfold. He blindfolded them and then gagged her.

She couldn't struggle at all; how could she when she was bound?

She helplessly watched as she was getting abused as he continued doing whatever he wanted.

"Let's satisfy you first. I'm not in a hurry. What do you think?" He said with an evil smile on his lips.

She wasn't able to physically react immediately and all she did was blink. A slap on her cheeks twisted her head to the other side.

"Don't remain mute, when I'm talking to you, slut!" He warned with anger, then he reached for a lighter on a nearby table. He turned the lights on and brought it close to her hole.

This was her punishment for ignoring him.

She was in pain, yet she couldn't shout. She wanted to close her widely spread legs, yet she couldn't.

When the lighter was close to her hole, he moved it away.

Sylvia was already covered in her sweat.

"Enjoying it aren't you? I'm going to make this the roughest and most memorable sex you ever had, my Alpha," he remarked with a smug expression.

He moved away from her to get something. She raised her head higher, hoping to see that he was leaving but then she witnessed the nightmare of her life.

She saw him grab a knife from the table. He turned to her, the darkness in his eyes, brightly flashed as he slowly walked towards her.

Sylvia was now enveloped with fear more than ever.

He wasn't just a werewolf like her but the devil himself.