Chapter 6

The clock strikes nine finally, and my muscles tense in anticipation and fear. I did not hear when the Prince walked in, too absorbed in own my thoughts as I examined what I assume is my wardrobe. Silently cursing myself for my stupidity in not staying alert, I feel his hands slowly roam my body, and the smell of mint and roses tickles my nose. With each movement of his hands, the serums coursed through my body, making me very sensitive, and I curse whoever made these horrible injections.

“Relax, Songbird, I don’t plan to hurt you,” Alekai whispers into my ear, gently nipping the sensitive skin between his teeth and causing me to gasp. I felt both fear and arousal, wanting to both run and hide and succumb to the heat coursing inside me. But the fear took priority. I am still a virgin who hadn’t even had a first date or a boyfriend. I couldn’t just let this man take what wasn’t his, what I wasn’t ready to give to anyone. His hands find their way to the curve of my breast, lips kissing the bare skin of my neck, and I stiffen even more, biting my lips to prevent a treacherous moan.

“If you’re not going to relax, Songbird, I will just have to make you.” He sighs, trailing his lips along my jaw as his hands finish groping me. Then, without warning, Prince Alekai backs away and scoops me up bridal style into his arms, causing me to cry out in surprise and grip his shirt in fear of being dropped. My eyes widen in surprise as he carries me from the closet and bypasses the large bed, instead turning towards the bathroom and carefully placing me down onto the ledge of the infinity bathtub.

“You seem like a quiet girl, Lyra, and that’s fine. But I want to be the only one whose name you scream while I fuck you senseless.” He states, placing a hand on either side of the tub and leaning into him. I gulp with his words, catching a passion in his eyes as I stare back at him, unsure of what to expect.

“But, I want you to be comfortable and relaxed while doing so. I want you to enjoy feeling my cock deep inside you while you moan sweetly.” He continues, training more kisses along my neck, causing goosebumps to form. His closeness makes me anxious, knowing that if I could not find a way to stop the course of action, he would be claiming me as his. I wanted to push him away, but with our positions, I would fall back into the water, and I did not want him to see any more of my body.

“Get undressed, now.” He orders, pushing himself off the bathtub and standing straight. A smug grin is plastered on his face while he stares down at me, and I frown.

“No.” I refuse, defiantly crossing my arms over my chest while I glare at him. I am met with a raised brow and an amused expression while Prince Alekai takes a step closer to me.

“That wasn’t an option. Get naked now, or I will do it myself.” His voice is deep, hinting at a warning in his words. I try to swallow, my mouth going dry, realizing the predicament I am in. Some form of courage or stupidity courses through me, the thought that this may be my last fighting chance to protect my innocence from this pampered manchild.

“I don’t care. Nothing can make me submit to you,” I declare, standing as straight as I can, even though my short frame most likely seemed like a childish feat to the tall man before me.

“If that is how you feel, Lyra, then I won’t feel so bad doing this.” Once again, I am lifted off the ground and thrown over Prince Alekai’s shoulder. I scream in fear, clinging to any hold I can to prevent myself from falling face-first into the floor. His long legs quickly close the distance from the bathtub to the bedroom, where I find myself air-bound, landing roughly on the bed. Quickly, I scramble towards the headboard, trying to find an escape, but even at my quickest, I am too slow.

A shift in the bed alerts me to Alekai climbing onto it behind me, his hands wrapping around my ankle, pulling me close to his body, and forcing me onto my back. One hand pins my arms above my head, his lips pressing soft yet demanding kisses on my bare skin. I stifle another moan, trying to wiggle free from his grasp. His free hand slowly skims across my thigh, leaving a trail of heat in his wake until I feel him against the thin barrier of my thong that blocks his fingers from my sensitive entrance.

“I can feel you are wet, Lyra; you want me.” He whispers cockily into my ear, nibbling on the skin before trailing kisses along my neck once again. His free hand slowly rubs against the thing fabric, the slight pressure making me suppress another moan. My body felt like liquid fire pooling from my core and spreading outwards. I felt dizzy and hot, with my mind turning hazy. But I had to fight.

I close my legs tightly, trying my best to prevent his fingers from moving further while doing my best to wiggle free of his grasp. His hand tightens on my wrists, causing me to wince with pain.

“Please stop!” I beg, looking into his lust-filled eyes.

“Fight and beg as much as you like, Lyra. You’re mine.” He answers back, ignoring my plea. He shuffles forward, using his legs to spread mine apart. I realize just how weak I am compared to this man, especially with the drug now working full force in my body. His fingers slip past the thong, slowly moving inside me, causing a moan that I can’t hold back.

“See, your body is begging to be filled,” He chuckles above me, his lips moving from my neck to lightly nip at my collar bone. My limbs feel weak, the fire coursing through me taking hold, and everything slowly becomes unfocused. His hand continues to work inside me, a pool of wetness now covering my thighs. Meekly, I push against Prince Alekai as his now free hand tears away the sheer dress and unclasps the bra from the front, freeing my breast and causing me to lay almost naked before him. His lips move lower, my futile attempt at pushing him away in vain as his lips encircle my erect left nipple, suckling and teasing it between his teeth. The feeling causes me to gasp as pleasure rocks through my traitorous body, and the Prince chuckles before he begins to suckle harder, breast milk flowing out. His now free hand gropes my right breast, teasing me and causing another spike of pleasure to rock through me.

“S-stop p-please!” I stutter out, my voice roars from his ministration to my body. He pulls away from my breast with another chuckle, teasingly licking the skin above my nipple.

“I don’t think you want me to. Just look how wet you are.” He pulls his fingers out of my soaking wet pussy, spreading his fingers to show me a film of wetness before taking the time to suck each finger clean.

“You taste as good as you sound.” He groans, abruptly kissing me, forcing his tongue into my mouth where I taste my own cum on his lips. He shoves his fingers inside me, causing me to jolt and moan again, my mind cursing the drugs from the pet shop while my body loses any and all strength. The kiss is soon ended, much to my relief, as I gasp for air. I can’t move; every part of me is on fire but also limp. I am helpless, and this man would soon claim me as his pet, his sex slave, at any moment. I want to cry, to scream, but the haze of pleasure is all that my mind could emotionally process in this moment. The man suckles at my right breast, teasing the nipple while drinking my milk, his fingers still working inside my soaking wet core. His well-toned body is pressed against my own, with only his clothes as a barrier between us, the only thing standing in the way of him claiming my virginity. But that soon is gone as Prince Alekai pushes away from me, removing the heels strapped to my feet and reminding me that I had something I could have used to injure the man before me. I curse my stupidity, trying and failing to move my limp body while the Prince strips himself naked. Before I can even sit up, he is once again on top of me, my legs spread before him as his lips continue their assault on my skin and breasts. His hard, lean body is pressed against my soft curve, and the tip of what I know all too well is his cock rubs against my thigh. His fingers continue working inside me, my body now moving against his hand as I feel a sensation building against my wishes.

“Look at you, enjoying every bit of this.” Prince Alekai whispers against my jaw, running his lips against my cheek. I gasp as his fingers pull out of me, feeling empty inside and disgusted with myself. I know my body's reaction is from the serums injected into me, but still, I can’t help but feel dirty and used with how my mind is now clouded from a lust I could not fight. Finally, the Prince pulls away from my body, a smug look in his eyes as he positions the tip of his cock against my soaking wet lips, rubbing against my entrance and making me moan loudly.

“Any last words, Lyra, before I fuck you into submission?” He asks with a chuckle. I glare at the man before me, wanting nothing more than to kill the Prince.

“Go to hell!” I growl in response, causing more chuckles from the man.

“Don’t worry, little Songbird, I’ll be plowing into it soon enough.” With that, he thrusts inside me, causing me to scream in pain as his thick hard cock stretches me painfully. He has claimed my body as his, taking my virginity away from me. He thrusts in and out of me fast, my pussy stretched so painfully that tears flow from the corner of my eyes. His lips are everywhere, kissing, biting and sucking on any exposed skin, his arms wrapped around me, his body pressed against mine. Soon, the serums take effect again, and pleasure takes over my body in such overwhelming strength that my vision blurs, and darkness takes over.