Chapter 5: Vina

It was unknown to Vevina when she had been robbed off her weapon but the shard of glass that she had used to wreck Alastor’s precious painting now glistened in his hand and swifter than a blink of her eye he had cut off her dress’s strap making the material fall down at once.

In the bright light of his office Vevina stood bare in front of Alastor’s hungry eyes in nothing but a matching pair of black lacy underwear. It had been the sexy kind that had been enticing and teasing with enough fabric to make a man’s imagination dance at the anticipation of what was hidden behind the beautiful flower patterns.

The sudden nakedness and lack of clothing would have made anyone feel ashamed or awkward, especially when someone was staring at their body but not Vevina. She had been so used to her mother ripping off her clothes to hit her that shedding off clothes for someone else’s vision didn’t even bother her anymore.

But her body had been so well conditioned to the actions that came after it that instinctively she felt her back begin to burn, reminding her of the thick leather belt that her mother bought every few months for her to use on after the old one would have worn out.

Her toes curled at the anticipation of the beating and her teeth gritted together to stop herself from screaming. She would have liked to talk back to Alastor for having shed her clothes without her permission but her mouth just wouldn’t open.

The influence her dead murder had left on her body hadn’t disappeared even though she was no longer there in this world.

A perfectly conditioned mind of nineteen years wouldn’t just change in a single night.

Her silence was uncharacteristic of her bursting loud nature and taking this opportunity Alastor admired his mate’s body. He knew that she trained to become stronger physically and that was visible from the beautiful carvings of her calves, the smooth curves of her thighs and ass dipping into a thin waist containing a set of line abs with voluminous breasts that stayed firm in her clothed enclosure.

His pants tightened. He had seen how beautiful she was every time that he would pass her house but this was the first time that he had realized just how sexy she was. Behind those loose fitting clothes that she wore his mate had hidden a gem of a body.

‘Fuck, I’ll have to be careful.’                                                                                                                        

Slowly rounding her while controlling his wolf from pouncing her his gaze zoomed in on the gorgeous round shape of her ass but as it moved up he felt his sight darkening. In fear that she would be able to see his black eyes he stayed there breathing harshly as he took in the angry red, purple and fading brown marks on her skin, covering her lower back.

He had known of the abuse, he was aware and had to physically stop himself from killing her parents a thousand times before to give her the perfect closure that she needed. But to have seen the fresh wound on her skin from his very own eyes was slowly making him lose his mind.

‘I told you we should have killed them,’ Bain growled in his head, wanting to go and tear at the dead remains of her parents if not for anything then to at least satisfy his own mind.

How could someone hurt their own daughter?

He couldn’t control himself, he needed to touch her or he would kill the very next person that he saw. That was the only way to calm his wolf. With the tip of his fingers he gently traced one of the older scars making a jolt of electricity to pass through both of their bodies.

It had been so electrifying that it had made Vevina jump. The feeling soared through her at first, scaring her mind that had expected a hot flash of pain but it soon turned to pleasure when she heard Alastor whisper in her ears, “Sshh, don’t worry I am not going to hurt you, Vina.” 

A loving nickname was the first that someone had ever given her and for a second her body and mind couldn’t understand the gentle affections that he was shedding on her.

Tracing the skillfully made welts that was aimed to only cover the lower part of her back so that it was hidden away from straying eyes, he caressed her skin with one hand and brought the other to the front of her stomach caressing her abs and finally led them to the top of her underwear band.

Kissing her shoulder making another gasp to leave Vevina he peppered gentle kisses down the spine and to her wounds. “You are beautiful no matter what, my Vina.”

He murmured wanting her to know that and though he complimented her in the most comforting voice with some soft caring words, Vevina didn’t feel any stir in her heart. Her mind was jumbled and her body was in overdrive from this mysterious feeling of electricity and warmth that was coursing her half nakedness.

Before whenever she was naked she had always felt dirty or repulsed but today it was different.

It was a good difference, she liked it.

Flicking out his tongue and leaving warm traces of wet saliva, Alastor marked a hot trail on her most recent bruise, making Vevina arch her back at the pleasure she felt from that unfamiliar feeling. It was like a soothing gel that fizzled and soothed her tormented skin.

Unknown to her, Alastor had been working on healing her wounds. The werewolf saliva had a lot of regeneration and healing properties and sooner than later there would come a time when Vevina’s back would become spotless if Alastor continued treating her but even if he didn’t he wouldn’t mind the battle scars that his mate had.

She was so much stronger than what his people would believe her to be.

“Alastor,” she moaned, the feeling making her want him and grabbing his hand she forced it to move past the band of her panties that he had been playing with. Letting him search for her sensitive bud himself she groaned, “If you are going to do with my body as you please then I’ll do the same with yours.”

She had slowly started gaining her senses back and now that she had realized just how liquid she became in his hands she didn’t like it. Thinking this she felt him stand back up behind her and cupping his hardness through his pants she chuckled, “Already hard for me? I didn’t know my punishment equaled sexual harassment and your pleasure.”

“Of course it doesn’t,” Alastor said suppressing a groan that he felt oncoming from the ministrations under her dainty fingers, “It is more for you than for me.”

Saying that he slid a thick finger through the yearning folds of her soft lips. “Here is your pleasure.” He said finding to his surprise that she had been completely smooth down there and pinching her pussy lips making her shut her eyes and part her mouth in a silent moan, he huffed, “And here is your pain.”

She hated pain. She had become numb to most of it after these years but she still hated the thought of it and yet letting this man have his way with her body wasn’t  troubling her as much as she had thought it would.

Massaging his dick she willed for him to continue and entering her wet folds and into her tight canal Alastor had to suppress curses leaving him at the difficulty he was having in controlling himself from just ripping away the last few pieces of her clothes and ravishing her.

Moving his finger slowly at first he flicked her clit with his thumb making her arch into him and letting her lean against him he felt her remove her hand from his pants only to replace it with slow and tortuous soft gyrations from her plump ass.

‘Fuck! She is driving me crazy.’

 Bringing his hand to her boob he cupped the left one with his left palm and weighed it. The sudden grope at her till now untouched chest made Vevina curse, “Fuck! Move your fingers faster!”

Listening to her he increased his pace making Vevina writhe with the vibrations flowing through her body. The slow rise of her orgasm building within had increased in its pace and she knew that any second now she would climax.

Just as she was about to cum she felt Alastor grab her face and turning it to him he kissed her. At the rush of her first orgasm with this strange man overtaking her body she couldn’t keep her feet standing and falling into his embrace she kissed him back unlike how she had been repulsed by it before.

‘I think I might get used to these punishments...’

“These lips don’t seem so filthy anymore, does it?” Alastor asked, making her roll her eyes and move away.

“Stop ruing the mood and just fuck me.” she said hating how she had given him the chance to mock her.

“No matter how much I would like to take you against my office table, my sweet Vina, I can’t. We need to take you home first and maybe then we can continue on with this,” he said and although Vevina didn’t want to go home anymore she wasn’t one to beg anyone for anything and pulling away she snapped.

“Stop calling me that revolting nickname!”