Konstantin: The Heartless Beta

Lily

I don't know what it is that wakes me up first - the searing pain at my wrists or the constant, painful slamming inside of me.

Where am 1? I can't even remember what happened before this...

When I try to open my eyes, they flutter closed again, and my mouth is incredibly dry. Groaning, I try to move, but the burning at my wrists stops me, and I cry out. This pain causes me to slowly take in my surroundings and what is currently happening to me.

Someone is sexually assaulting me.

I am suspended from the ceiling by silver chains, and there's a continuous mist of wolfsbane being sprayed into the air while I am being violated. I try to move, twisting myself away from my assailant, but he holds me in place. His scent seems familiar, but it's not one I can place.

“You're finally awake,” a sick shiver goes up my spine as I realise who it is. Hot tears slip down my cheeks as he continues to slam into me harder, gripping my hips until I cry out from the pain and see blood dripping down my thighs. The shock of what's happening to me renders me speechless, and I am not able to fight back because of the wolfsbane in the air.

He lets out a grunt and pulls my head back violently while finding his release inside of me, scenting me with that disgusting sulphur and cinnamon smell and I nearly gag.

Stefan lets go of my hair and pull me closer to his sweaty body, snaking his arm around my waist and cupping my mound. "Hmm, after four hours, you've finally come to your senses,” he whispers in a sickly sweet voice, then gripping my breast and squeezing it.

I cry out in pain, but the gravity of what he just said hits me... he’s been raping me for over four hours?!

“That's right, and your unconscious body was so, so willing,” he croons into my ear as if he can read my thoughts, then lets go of me before stepping out from behind me. My head is downcast, and I can see his bare feet as he comes to a stop in front of me. He grabs my chin and pulls my head up to face him, but what I see almost causes me to scream.

Yellow eyes with slit irises.

“You're not a werewolf!” I cry out, to which he chuckles.

“Quite the observer, aren't you?” he says, wrapping an arm around my waist and slamming me against his chest. “We are going to have so much fun, Lilith. I can’t wait for you to see what I have planned for you, and this time Konstantin won't be here to cause a commotion to stop me.”

I look into his sickly yellow eyes, feeling disgusted by the second at what he’s telling me. He's planning on keeping me here to violate me every day, but not only that... no one knows where I am. I am entirely at his mercy.

Stefan laughs, then lets go of me, and my knees hit the floor. I welcome the pain this time because it's a distraction from the complete hollow feeling inside of me. “Get some sleep; I'll be back to replenish my energy in five hours,” he says and walks out. I have no idea what he means by that, but it cannot bode well for me. I chose this, somehow I came here of my own volition and now I will live to regret it.

I went from second in command to enslaved person within twelve hours.

The feeling of a finger being dragged through my slit wakes me up again, and when I open my eyes, I am staring straight into Stefan’s. I try to move out of his grasp, but he holds me in place with his one hand and continues his assault on my clit.

“Shh... just enjoy it,” he whispers, scenting me with that awful sulphur and cinnamon stink while rubbing my hard nub. As much as I try to move away, my body betrays me and starts to enjoy what he’s doing to me. I feel a piercing pain in my chest the more I resist, and it confuses the hell out of me.

“Please...” I pant, my eyes rolling back in my head and too weak to do anything. I want him to stop, but the more he scents me, the more I enjoy his expert fingers working on my sex, and I eventually cry out my release.

Stefan slides a finger inside of me and holds me close. “Hmm, that was beautiful. Do it for me again,” he whispers in my ear, and that little part of me that wants to protest is silenced as his fingers bring me to another mind-shattering orgasm.

Letting me go, he walks over to the wall and turns a crank to lower me, and this is when I notice that he's completely naked. When he walks towards me again, my eyes widen at the size of his cock - there was no fucking way that thing was inside of me!

He chuckles when he sees my horrified expression and sits down next to me on the floor. “If it were any other woman, they would have died as I fucked them. They always die, but not you, and when you showed up here again, claimed, I thought I had lost you, but then you came to me willingly,” he says, stroking my cheek gently. “I knew as soon as I saw you that you were like me, well partially anyway,"

“Like you? You're not even a werewolf,” I breathe out, wondering why his touch was sending shivers of excitement through my body. I don’t understand what's happening right now; my mind is willing my body to run away and cringe from his touch, but my body wants him to do unspeakable things to me.

Stefan blinks, and a frown crosses his face. “No, I'm nothing as lowly as a shapeshifting human, and neither are you. Yes, I can shapeshift into any supernatural being, even a vampire, but only when it suits me in my quest. Your father might have been an Alpha, but your mother was like me.” He says, gently pushing me down onto my back.

Getting in between my legs, he gently caresses my breasts with his fingers before leaning down to run his tongue over my hard nipples. “You need this, Lilith, you need me,” Gasping, I try to push him away, but the silver cuffs burn even deeper when I resist. “What... what do you mean... like you?” I say between breaths, trying and failing to contain the ecstasy rippling through my body.

I can feel Stefan smile against my skin, then he looks up and pins me with his serpent-like eyes. “You need this, just like I do, like your mother did and her mother before that. It's why your body is reacting like this, why you felt disgusted by my scent, which you are now finding alluring. Why do you feel pain whenever you resist me, because, in actual fact, your body wants me to do this. Am I correct?”

My eyes roll back in my head as another ripple of desire courses through my body when he touches me. “Just give in to me, Lilith,” he murmurs.

"Why... Why am I feeling like this?! What am 1211" I cry out through hitched breaths. This is where he grins and leans down close to my ear.

The name he whispers sends me into such a state of shock that I forget about the pain in my wrists and the burning in my chest from the wolfsbane. “No! No, that's not right, I can't-"

Stefan unlocks the shackles and inserts a finger inside of me, groaning at my dripping centre. “Then explain this and why instead of running away, you're pushing yourself more onto my finger,” he says, then lays down in front of me, stroking his hard, thick cock. “Get on top of me and fuck me however you want. You know you want to; you were made for this and made to please me.” His scent gets even headier, nearly blinding me and knocking me out.

"Forget about your mate, forget about Konstantin and give in to what your body wants.” I watch as he strokes his cock, salivating at the sight of it but feeling disgusted at the fact that he’s right. My body lowers itself onto his length while he groans, gripping my sides and forcing me down harder and instead of resisting, I find myself slamming harder onto him.

That night as I fade into an ecstasy laden oblivion, I can feel my wolf sauntering away in disgust and in its place stood a green serpent. It only hits me later when I am alone that Stefan had called Konstantin my mate.