A/N: Disturbing s****l content ahead. Includes r**e, s****l abuse, and physical torture. Read at your own risk.
Damien attached his lips to her neck, holding Serena's hands above her head, in one of his. She squirmed, tears rolling down her cheeks as she tried her best to get free of his grip, but he was too strong for a human like herself.
"Please," she begged, sniffing, "let him go." Her gaze was fixed on her mate, Brian, who was in the same room as them, watching Damien abuse her.
"Shhh," Damien whispered, grabbing her chin and looking her in the eye. "Quiet, quiet beautiful," he said softly, leaning in and nudging his nose against her cheek. "You smell so good, Kiara," he muttered, his grip onto her wrists tightening.
A small groan echoed in the room, and Serena looked at Brian
