Cruel love

“What’s the matter with you girl?”Her always serious mother asked angrily.

“After all that your father and I have done to raise you, you thank us so much?”

“You are 18 years old and if you don’t marry Stephen who is for you and you as a good opportunity, you will stay without anything and on the street! ” She concluded coldly.

“Your mother is right,” her father said calmly, looking at her seriously.

Rayna’s eyes filled with tears, anger gripped her, and she couldn’t help herself.

“After you gave me what?” She yelled in disbelief.

“You are wasting your money doing what you want, spreading your wealth, and asking me to marry some fool even richer whose money you two will enjoy because as far as I know, I have been working since I was 15 and I do not enjoy any luxury and for what, I don’t even want him, I don’t want anything from you, I don’t even want to see you if you don’t like it, I’m sorry, and now excuse me, I’m going to pack! “She turned to her room, but her father’s words quickly prevented her from doing so.

“You can just go through the front door because you’re not going to take anything out of this house except what you’re wearing and personal belongings.”

His tone was threatening and the look even worse.

She said nothing, just took her bag and hurried out into the rainy night.

She cried as she hurried to the resort where she worked in catering, which was her only source of income, since she loved dancing and was good at it, she didn’t have a chance to find a job decent enough to support herself that way, but that’s why she could always dance for her pleasure.

She hoped Eric would be there, so she missed him now that she had a feeling her whole world was collapsing. Eric was two years older than her and she knew everything about him as he knew about her.

He was no ordinary man, he was a future Alpha and werewolf, yes, interesting how easily she accepted the truth he spoke four months ago when they met, to his surprise, because nowadays it was unthinkable that there are other creatures than humans but she always knew it wasn’t true and that there was something more, further and different.

It was okay as long as no one touched her life, she didn’t have a different intention either, everyone had the right to live the way they wanted.

Eric and Rayna were soul mates as he always said and she knew what it meant in his world, ready to accept him mentally but not yet ready for physical contact, yet she was independent and wanted to be sure of his love and that he would not defend her independence and equality with him.

She never told him she came from a rich family while he owned the resort where she worked and was rich, Ryana wanted to be loved for herself, not for her money, now especially when she was without anything, she firmly believed that Eric loved her and that everything will be fine.

Boy, She was wrong...

He was at the door before she could open it, looking at her with a blank expression in his blond eyes.

His blond hair was a mess and he was wearing only sweatpants, and she fell into his arms without worrying about his bare chest, trying to keep her sobs.

He took her into the room pouring her a glass of whiskey. “You know I don’t drink alcohol.” She said uneasily aware of his closeness and the fact that they were alone in his room.

“I know, but you need it now.” He replied in a tone that should not be contradicted, which made her wonder if she would tell him the real truth.

He sat down next to her, pouring himself a glass, and she gripped the blanket tightly, taking a sip of alcohol, which immediately burned her empty stomach, but she took another sip, not noticing his contented look that frightened her, for instead of worry, she saw only lust.

“I should go to my room, we’ll talk tomorrow,” she murmured, feeling dizzy as soon as she tried to get up.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” He whispered, lowering his lips to hers.

It was a light kiss that explored her lips and she liked his light caress and tenderness but his kisses grew harsher, biting her lips in an attempt to make them open up and allow his tongue to explore them in his wild way, with his now dark eyes.

“Eric, please...” She was trying to come to her senses when she felt him take off her panties and drive his fingers into her tight insides.

“I love you, baby.” He groaned, squeezing her harder and digging his fingers into her, forcing her to sigh, she liked his touches but she wasn’t ready for more, especially not in this state, but she loved him and believed he would protect her.

“I want you, I won’t mark you yet but you will be mine and I won’t wait any longer”. He roared, ripping off her clothes.

She opened her eyes aware that he was standing in front of her getting rid of the boxer shorts and she saw his hard manhood stick out as he spread her legs with his knee.

She was sweaty and tired, everything was blurry and his breath smelled of alcohol while she panicked, she didn’t want to do it in this state but before she could say anything, she felt his strength penetrate her to the end, and she screamed from the pain.

Tears welled up in his face as he began to thrust into her faster and faster, not waiting for her to adjust to him.

The pain was still there, but smaller, she felt her gut hurt but it was Eric, the man she loved and wanted to content as he breathed faster into her neck, thrust faster into her causing her pain, just as she thought she had passed, then slammed hard and fast into her by moving her from her place and cumming inside her.

She shivered watching him take off his condom and throw it in the trash, then return to her to put his tongue in her mouth in a hurry.

“You were good, baby.” He laughed, winking at her contentedly and disappearing into the bathroom.

She stared after him for a long time, feeling a kind of emptiness as she curled up and let fatigue overwhelm her.

When she woke up she was alone in his room, she quickly got up, took her clothes off the floor, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

She didn’t know how long it was while she washed her dried blood from her thighs, but she didn’t care and her body ached, she wanted to talk to Eric and tell him the truth.

She went to his office knowing he was there. She was about to knock when she heard a moan on the other side of the door, not wanting to open it because she was afraid of what she would see there.

Darkness fell on her eyes; slung over the table with her legs spread and her skirt up, there was a long-haired and long-legged, dark-eyed girl who groaned as Eric slammed into her from behind quickly and hard, holding her tightly by the hips and she froze.

He felt her turning to her and giving her an empty look that made her close her eyes, clutching her sore chest as she closed the door behind her.