Kira Thorne by Shia Naawl (popular novels txt) 📕

I cried out loud when the tip of a spiked whip sliced my back open. The pain stung and seared my back. The silver hurt. My eyes began to face reality again. Another of my blackouts. Before I started to process, the sound of a whip cracked the floor and slapped my back. I felt the silver spike cut and dragged across my back, causing me a constant burn. The burn this time was different. Better. Something I craved, needed.
The whip sliced me again and I cried out. In pain...and need. Oh god but this pain was better than Mircea’s bite. My body was tense and I found myself immobile. Sweat dripped from my face and I lifted my bowed head to see silver cuffs circling my wrists tightly above my head and were spread far apart from each other as possible. My feet were spread apart too but not too much that made it hard for me to balance. The thing that kept me immobile was like a metal doorframe with cuffs for both wrists and ankles on each corner. They were screwed onto the ground so it stayed. Secured.

When I tried to look at my surroundings, the bite of the whip possessed me again. Another cry fell from my lips but a growl also escaped. My Wolf was so close, so close to my skin. The sensation was more than tingly. It was simply more. The burning intoxicating pain nearly undone me but not yet. I could feel another one of my episodes unfurling inside me. Ready to whisk me away to the pain I endured that didn’t feel this need to realise. To surrender. I didn’t understand nor was a ready to but God only knew how much I needed an out from the cage that suffocated me. God only knew how this burned, this pain forced me to unravel my raw emotions and my need I never knew. To succumb to this. To succumb to this pain...in order to escape my past. To free myself.

Then I felt Mircea behind me. His breath tickled me ear. ‘Let go. Ride your past. Confront it.’

My body involuntarily jerked and my eyes rolled back.

Pain eradicated through me as my face slammed against the floor. Almost instantly, a strong firm hand grabbed me by my hair and forced my neck back. To look in his eyes. To make me see I had no doubt who brought this pain. Hunter. Those cruel green eyes bored down at me. The glint in his eyes told me enough.

A smile that would’ve made Lucifer proud was plastered on his face. ‘My turn.’

As soon as those words escaped, a growl escaped my mouth involuntarily. I was dominantly stronger than his wolf. My Wolf didn’t appreciate that at all. Hated it. Hunter’s wolf was close to his skin. His eyes already turning amber. His pupils dilated. I could smell the stench of a rogue wolf under the piss and vomit that surrounded this room I was held.

‘You bitch!’

My face slammed against the metal floor again until my skin broke. Hunter pulled my head back again.

‘Don’t.’ My forehead connected to the floor at a inhuman speed before it was yanked back up again. ‘Ever.’ Slam. ‘Growl.’ Slam. ‘At me.’ Slam. ‘Again.’ Slam.

Unadulterated pain seared me from my face to my whole entire body. I whimpered. I couldn’t speak. My throat burned and whizzed by the hot coals he made me swallow. I’ll heal alright but it doesn’t make it hurt any less. The crispy tang of copper I felt every time I swallowed. Hell, even breathing brought me pain.

But still my wolf was defiant. Dominant. And I held onto it for my dear life. With all the energy I possessed, dazed from the pain, I tried to smirk. ‘That the best you got?’
A roar escaped him. Primal. Raw. The stench of his wrongness thickened and made me gag. God it hurt but when Hunter stomped on my back, cracking my rib, I croaked in agony. Pure agony. Everywhere around my body was aching in pain. So much pain but not enough for me to blackout. For it to bask me in black I knew that won’t hurt me but suffocate me in a cage worse than this. My mind. My nightmares while my body was immobile to do anything about it.

‘You will submit to me.’ Hunter growled in my ear as his claws ripped my trousers from behind. ‘I’ll make your wolf submit to me. I’ll break you, bitch. Break you so good and that power of yours goes.’ Then he whispered in my ears. ‘I’ll break your fucking soul and mind.’

Then he rammed himself forcefully in me. Inciting every pain from the intrusion he forced through. I screamed. My womb tore and lightening pain jerked my body as he worked himself forcefully in me.

God, make it stop. Please make it stop.

I didn’t realise I said those words aloud because Hunter laughed. ‘God won’t save a worthless bitch like you. I’ll break you into submission like a bitch in heat.’

A long scream eradicated from me. Pain. Oh God the pain. Damn fucking Hunter. I released every raw primal need I kept locked inside me. The release tore through me. Hurting my soul, tearing it apart.

Pain sizzled and electrified through me from head to toe. The migraine became faint as the sensation burned me. Hurt me. I needed more. The emotional release was too much. Tears flooded my face that I hadn’t realised. I was too vulnerable. Everything I locked within myself, unfurl brutally, mentally and emotionally –mercilessly.

But Mircea didn’t crack his whip. I waited. God I waited for more. This was killing me.

‘Please!’ I sobbed out. Frantic for more. ‘Please.’

My body quiver violently. I couldn’t move and my head bowed low. It was too much. This was too intense.

‘Please.’ I said once more.

‘Shhh, Ma Petite Louve. Ride it. Feel it. Surrender.’

‘It’s too much.’ I sobbed. ‘Please! Help me!’

I felt Mircea glide his hand through my blooded back, inciting a stinging pain but it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t enough.

Sobs after sobs rolled through my body violently. I couldn’t contain it. It poured out of me like a dam bursting open. My dam did burst open and for once, I didn’t know how to stop it.

‘Make it stop. Please make it stop!’

Mircea gave me that. The bite of whip slammed and sliced my back. I cried out in relief. More! I needed more. Another crack sliced my back again. The silver burned me so good. It hurt so good. The bite of the whip was so much more painful than the last. The pause made my back overly sensitive and made each whip stung a little bit more. Bite a little bit more. Again the spiked whip hit me. But it wasn’t enough dammit. This wasn’t enough.

‘Harder! Make it Harder!’ I whimpered. I needed the pain. Craved it with my dear life.
Oh did Mircea give it to me. Unleashing the full throttle of the whip with his vampire strength, the pain was agonizing. Excruciating. Again and again did I feel the bite of the whip. The excruciating sting it left behind on my back. It was almost to tip me over the edge and then the slice of the whip didn’t just break the dam, it busted it wide open and something inside me undid me. I released everything and my echoes of cries mirrored it. I surrendered. My head was thrown back and my back arched as my voiced escaped me till it left me so weak that the cuffs that were holding me, supported me. Leaning into the silver cuffs even more created more burn.

Sweat covered me and the silence around me deafened my ears. I was back to my head being bowed so low that if it wasn’t for the cuffs, it would’ve fallen all the way to the floor. I gulped air down as my chest heaved again and again. I was so very weak. So very tired.
I felt Mircea behind me as he undid the cuffs on my ankles and wrists. His arms encircled my waist as I sagged onto him. I was so weak. So incredibly tired and drained in every physical and mental state possible. I didn’t even respond to Mircea touching me, I was that weak.

I felt Mircea kiss my damp hair.

‘You did well, Ma Petite Louve.’ Mircea whispered. ‘Rest.’

I was too exhausted to do anything else and blackness consumed me but for once it didn’t cage me. I couldn’t help but feel peace. Real peace even for my broken soul.


Chapter 13

My eyes slowly opened. My vision groggy and my mind dizzy. I sat up and wiped my hand over my face slowly, massaging my temples, cheeks and lips as I slowly mode my hand down my face. I then pushed both my hands in my brown-black hair and slowly massaged the notes until my fingers could run through the strands of my hair rhythmically. Soothingly. When my mind and vision finally became present, I realised I wasn’t in my room. In my house.
Where was I? The bed I sat on was a lush black silk, so soft that a wolf would rumble in delight. Heck, even purr. The king size bed and the merry band of comfy, black-silk covered pillows rested all around me like a cocoon. The bed was a four poster bed, with the wood a deep oak and the craftsmanship of every detail carved on the deep oak, swivel and swirl in frantic delight. The curtains matched the bed as they were jet black but seemed light-looking that would flow and dance easily by the softest breeze. The walls were black but it was lined with silver and the furniture matched every aspect of this room from the cold white marble floor to the lush loveseat by the fire place.
I inhaled my scents around me and I knew. A hint of corpse and a hint of aphrodisiac every vampire radiated off themselves. This, all this, was Mircea’s. My breathing hitched slightly as I remembered my mental breakdown last night. The confusion of finding peace in all the exquisite pain astounded me. Fucking shocked me to my core. The...pain Mircea forced out of me, made me release something I locked within myself, buried so deeply that the extent of the release was violent.

‘Oh God.’ I whispered in horror. What sick fucker would find or even think this was a substitute for medicine. How could it bring me...so calm and...pleasant. How can I feel so sated and for once, fully relaxed? My wolf barely touched or brushed me mentally, telling me how calm she was. Happy. Sated. Relaxed. Why?

The human part of myself was freaking the shit out. How could I let a vampire for Christ sake whip me? Degrade me? Chain me? Hell, touch me? I have never in my life let someone so much as accidently brushing against me. It was simple. I. Don’t. Like. Being. Touched. I learned too well of the consequences of being touched and never again would I let anyone do that.

Pushing myself back to reality, I realised I was shaking. I could