Given To The Comatose Alpha

01||~ Atria.

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" Oh, Dylan you are such a good fuck." Tabitha's voice was that of a completely satisfied woman.

"If I weren't, would you have still kept coming back to me after four years?" Dylan, my mate chuckled with puffed chest.

He kissed the back of her neck and her soft giggle filled the luxurious bedroom as she laid her head on his chest like the man she was frolicking with wasn't my mate or that I wasn't currently there, not only watching but also serving them.

I kneeled by the foot of the bed, just a distance away, making sure to keep my presence as small as possible- Tabitha hated it whenever I interrupted her time with her... Lovers.

"Are you still sore?" Dylan pinched her nipple, the lust in his eyes so thick, it mirrored that of a monster that couldn't wait to devour it's prey.

Despite how many times I had witnessed the sight, my heart still felt like it was ripping apart- my mate was fucking another woman but I didn't even have the gut to protest.

Tears swam my eyes- am I really bound to live and die like this?

With the tears came fear, the fear of enduring another round of pain from my mate's cheating.

'please say no! please say no!' I pleaded in my heart. However, like the multiple times I had experienced this absurd sight, my prayers weren't answered.

" Not if you promise to be gentle." She purred, and Dylan let out a growl before pouncing on her. The room was soon filled with the sound of moans and lips smacking against the other.

The pain was immediate.

It felt like my heart was being ripped apart- I couldn't breath,I couldn't scream. My back still had blood from last night's whipping- and now- this, they had already fucked more than three times this morning.

My body couldn't take it. Yet, I didn't dare make a sound. I clenched my fist, bitting down on my lips to hold back a scream.

However, I couldn't hold back my tears, they ran down my face like a stream. "Oh, yes! Faster! Ngh! faster Dylan!" Tabitha's cries of pleasure pierced through my heart like a sharp dagger.

Through the haze of pleasure, Her eyes met mine and she flashed me an indignant smile, like she was saying. 'see? You have nothing, even your mate belongs to me.'

A whimper escaped my lips but I quickly swallowed it before it could transform to something else. The punishment I received for Interrupting her a few days ago was still fresh in my mind.

I tore my eyes away from the sight, fingers digging into my wrist. 'Think of happy things. Think of happy times.' I chanted in my head and it worked.

The pain went to the back of my mind as I began to think of the happy times I had before everything went downhill.

Before my parents were branded as traitors, before