Chapter 13 Pleasure and Pain

Atasha’s Point of View

Waking up from a bad dream, the first thing I saw was Elijah's face. His eyes gazed down at me with an evident worry. Crying as the aftermath of the vivid memory of my past, he soothed me, and it was the first time someone made me feel at ease after the incident that happened between the Silver Moon and Crimson Moon Pack.

“Hush now, slave. You're safe with me," he whispered, caressing my hair in a repetitive stroke.

“W-What happened?" I managed to ask after crying my heart out. I brushed my tears away, slowly got up from lying on his lap, and turned my eyes on him.

"We searched for you. I commanded Veronica and Zacharius to go back to the barn when I smelled the rogues wandering here in the forest," he simply replied and sighed with relief. I'm glad that you already woke up. You slept for hours.”

I couldn't believe that they looked for me and Elijah waited that long for me to wake up. “B-But you still looked for me even if it was dangerous?"

“Why are you asking me that question?" He raised one brow and tilted his head. “Of course I will look for you. We have a plan to carry out, remember?" His eyes narrowed as he looked at me. “Hmm, wait. Were you trying to escape from me?"

“N-No. I was just asking," I answered in a soft tone of voice.

I couldn't believe that he was still after our plan, that was why he looked for me. I thought he came to find me because he cared for me, at the very least . . . but I guess my significance was purely less of what I honestly expected.

I let out a heavy sigh and looked down defeatedly. Nevertheless, it was way acceptable to be with this heartless soon-to-be Alpha rather than being jumped on by the rogues I encountered earlier. I thought I was going to die by that moment, but it seemed like the Moon Goddess still wanted me to suffer slowly in the hands of Elijah Montreal.

“We should get going. We aren't safe here anymore. I could smell their disgusting scents everywhere. I can beat out every single one of them, but I'm afraid they will take you as a hostage," he stated and then stood up. He offered his hand to me, but I refused his help and stood up all by myself.

My head felt a little dizzy, perhaps because of the wound I got on my forehead. I was about to touch it to see if it was still bleeding, but I felt a piece of cloth covering it. I touched my head, and the bleeding was already gone. It was only then that I realized that Elijah aided my wound to suppress the blood from coming out of it. I looked at him. His eyes were busy checking every corner of the forest, trying to find a better trail for us to walk through. I had to admit that I felt disappointed by how he treated me, but for some reason, the fact that he aided my wound made me feel such an unfamiliar feeling inside my chest.

Elijah suddenly grabbed my hand. "We need to run now. They are coming."

I followed his lead as soon as he started moving. We ran quietly through the dark trail of the forest. My heart started beating fast when I heard the rogues' loud sound as if they were having fun, and it was only an indication that they were near us.

I was running out of breath. The way Elijah ran, it was so fast that I couldn’t even match his pace. He seemed to have noticed it by the way I breathed so heavily and how I ran slowly after a while.

He stopped for a moment, so did I. He turned to me with his forehead creasing.

"Are you alright?"

I held my chest, trying to catch my breath as it felt like my body had already run out of air.

“W-Wait,” I said and raised my hand, signaling for us to stop for a minute because I could no longer run.

“This won’t work.” To my surprise, I felt my body drifting in the air. Before I could even protest, Elijah had already scooped and carried me. Our eyes met each other, and I could have sworn my heart skipped a beat because of his intense gaze at me. I looked away as his face was too close. "They are coming."

The next thing I knew, Elijah was sprinting away from that area where we stopped. I closed my eyes and put my hands around his neck. The rough wind continued to brush against my entire face as he continued to run. In just a few minutes, I found ourselves in front of the lake. He finally put me down. I could feel how my knees quivered because of what had just happened. He sprinted damn fast so that we were able to get away from the rogues so quickly. I guess being in a higher rank had an advantage after all, not just by the power that was about to be bestowed on him, but most importantly, his physical abilities that only an Alpha could ever have.

“I can no longer hear them. They are far from us now,” he said, which made me feel at ease.

“Why are we here? Aren’t we supposed to get back to the barn?” I asked curiously after a minute of silence.

I sat on the ground while Elijah walked his way to the lake.

“The trail going to the barn was on the other way. They would see us if we went that route. I nodded.

I saw Elijah hunt some fresh fish and got some branches of wood. The whole place was dark, and I felt the cold breeze of the forest. When we finished eating, we both sat near the bonfire he made, watching some flies gliding around to the fire and how they got burned eventually.

"What would happen if I couldn’t shift?" I asked while my eyes were still fixated on the fire.

"My sister, Veronica, was also a late bloomer. I guess we have to wait and see," he replied.

If it was true that I was only a late bloomer, that would be great, but I believed I was a cursed werewolf.

"If I pass the test, you promised to find my family, right?" I glanced at the side of his face.

"Some of my trusted werewolves are already finding a lead to know their whereabouts."

My eyes lit up on what he said. "So you're already searching for them?"

Elijah then replied, “Yeah, so better train hard for your family.”

It gave a sudden joy to my heart that I immediately held his hand then embraced him. I pulled away immediately as I was shocked as to why I did that. But then, a sudden electricity then lingered on my body.

“Did you feel that?” I asked.

"Yeah, what was that?" Elijah replied.

I kept silent. I want to give you a warm embrace, Elijah. I’m happy that I can trust you.

He then glanced at me. “You can trust me on this, Atasha. No need to give me a hug. As long as you played your role as my contracted Luna."

Shock engulfed me as I was sure I didn't speak my mind out loud. "What?"

His brow furrowed while staring at me, as if he got weirded out because of my expression. In the end, he commanded me to go to sleep, telling me we would continue to walk tomorrow morning.

In my deep sleep, a strange noise woke me up. I screamed as I saw a terrifying werewolf in the middle of the lake. The beast had crimson red eyes, large fangs, and sharp claws like huge knives ready to rip anyone's ribs. I was screaming when the wolf slowly walked out of the lake. When he got closer, he shifted into a man.

My eyes widened when I realized it was Elijah. He was completely naked as he shifted back into his human form. I got nervous and tried to cover up my eyes, but my hands were both tied, so did my feet.

As he got closer to me, he began to touch my face and lips. He looked at my lips seductively and he gazed on my eyes . . . then back to my lips again.

“Your lips are a bit dry,” he uttered and didn’t allow me to say a word as he claimed my lips.

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My wrists and legs were bound together, so I couldn't push him away as he kissed me fiercely. For the very first time, I felt Elijah's tongue as he savored the inside of my mouth. While being kissed intensely by him, I could feel the heat in his lips, and for some reason it brought a warm and addicting sensation in me.

"This is your punishment,” he murmured in his gruff voice.

He kissed me on the lips once more. From that point on, I began to wonder what I had done to make him so enraged. Almost suffocating me, he had his hands around my neck. When I couldn't stop myself from staring at his chiseled chest and lower abs, I exhaled loudly. In the next moment, he saw that I was gazing down at his sex, so he tilted my head up while still holding my neck.

"Listen, no slave should be disrespectful to his master, and just because you're my contracted Luna does not give you the right to treat me in such manner . . .”

He began caressing my hair and putting his lips close to mine. His hands then went to my back, and it traveled all the way to my hips. He started unbuttoning my dress, and I was only left with my top and bottom underwear. When he began stroking my breast, I could sense the aggressiveness and violence in his every touch, and I could feel the anguish in his every action. He continued to touch my breast as I let out a soft moan.

During this time, Elijah's fingertips softly caressed my nipple, stroking it with his fingers. He then started kissing the back of my neck as he continuously ripped my hair out. He slapped my face, causing me to moan in agony, and then proceeded to kiss me again, this time more aggressively. I could feel his tongue brushing against the inside of my mouth as it moved. It was so hot and intense. I wasn’t even sure how it was giving me such a sensation, a strange feeling in my body that I couldn’t control.

What is this kind of punishment, anyway?

He yanked my bra off and roughly licked the peak of my breast. His whole lips and tongue were playing with it as if he was a child. He moved to my other breast and started licking it too. Minutes passed, he then turned my body around, which made me gasp.

"You’ve got a gorgeous back," he said as he began smacking the back of my thighs. My cheeks were being spanked hard on both sides at the same time. I was crying out in agony because it felt like I had been slapped with a horsewhip. Each slap, I groaned. I was dripping in sweat and felt his hands on my waist.

I was then instructed to kneel on my knees and bend. My bottom undergarment was removed, and I gasped when I felt his length and how it was brushed all over my inner thighs. The torment in my knees had become unbearable, and I had to lie down because I couldn't bear it any longer. I was also having trouble breathing since I was lying down facing the ground.

He turned me around and I saw his face, his eyes were painted with an evident temptation and desire, and it was telling me that he’s no longer under control. I gulped as my mouth started to run dry.

"This is to remind you that I still own every bit of you . . .”

He began kissing me again, and I felt numb as I was beginning to kiss him back. I wish I could embrace him, but my hands were still bound behind my back. I was aware that this didn't feel right, but a part of me wished he would crush my hole with his.

His lips traveled all the way down to my body. His fingernails hurt me a bit when he scratched my arm. When his hands reached my back, they snaked down to my waist and began to touch my backside. In the process of getting back up, his hand began rubbing my slit. It was moist, and I could feel his fingers were also responsible for making it stickier.

Elijah then untied my feet. "Spread your legs."

My legs were trembling and I felt how scared I was. While my heart was beating harder and quicker, I spread my legs a little bit. He took deep breaths as he observed every movement I made before spreading it himself, this time much wider.

"Spread it wider and stay still." He pushed his body forward, and he slid inside of me. I screamed and attempted to recover my breath. Every time I breathed, a thick fog poured out of my lips. Even though it was chilly out here in the forest, our heated bodies were making up for it.

I was just hoping that no one would see us here. It could be so embarrassing if Veronica or Zach sees us here, doing this thing. I recalled my bizarre dream a couple of nights ago with Elijah. I didn't expect it to become a reality and out of all places where we could do it, he chose to do it in this wild forest. It was my first time to make love, and as much as I wanted it to be special, hoping that I would be doing it with my mate, it was unfortunate to share it with Elijah.

I came back to my senses when he started his second thrust. This time, all of his length slid into me. I screamed so loudly that it almost broke my jaw, and he smirked as I looked at his face. Because of the tension, all of the muscles in my thighs began to shake. Despite the fact that I was sobbing in anguish without shedding any tears, I groaned and called his name, feeling a whiplash to my soul with each thrust he made.

"You're so tight and wet!" I heard him moan while biting his lower lip.

My entire body was quivering, him pounding me with his shaft sounded like an orchestra that was playing terrifying music at first and became a beautiful melody after. I joined in his rhythm as we kept groaning together and relishing every beat of our bodies.

"Oh God . . ." I heard him whisper, his length slipped up, and I saw him put it back into me. "You like it now, don't you?"

He smirked as he started moving his hips, making me feel a lot of pleasure my body could no longer contain but still was craving for it. Our loud bluster made every bird flee out of the trees. As we continued with this rough sex, I thought that we have already awakened every wild animal in this forest. Perhaps some of them were watching us now, but I no longer cared as I was beginning to welcome every thrust of Elijah by grinding my hips up. He hit a certain spot in my sex that sent electrifying heat to my body.

"Should I go deeper and faster?" He whispered to my ear sexily. I didn’t understand why such a devilish tone of voice made me feel more excited.

He started pounding me much faster and faster this time, which made me moan so hard.

“El . . . yes, urgh . . ." I moaned at every thrust he made, spreading my legs wider to welcome his entrance.

The same rhythm of our bodies continued, not minding our surroundings until I felt a warm fluid that started dripping in between my legs. Then, I cummed and made several deep breaths out of satisfying pleasure.

Elijah then pulled his length out of me. I was still catching my breath when he moved and before I could even react, I felt his sex brushing the cheek of my face. He slowly put the tip of its head in my lips, then this time, he commanded me to open my mouth and he forcefully slipped it into it.