Page 6 of Eternal

She scrunched her eyes shut when the whoosh of their belts being ripped from the loops of their trousers, rippled the air around her.

They took their time and the wait made her wetter at the same time as it made her more afraid. She wanted to flee the room and lock herself away at the thought of how much her punishment would hurt.

Her stomach caved. Her heart thudded wildly.

She couldn’t handle this. She didn’t want them to belt her. Agitatedly now as she imagined how much their belts would sting her ass, yielded by their hands, she opened her mouth but the words and every recollection of what she been about to say remained silent at her lips when the first strike made landfall.

Her whole body jerked at the shock of it. They weren’t gently introducing her to the leather of the belts. No. They started with setting the tone immediately. In all their calmness and with their controlled measures they strategically wanted her to know she had disappointed them.

Not because of her concerns or questions about her father, but because of the way she went about doing it. Making a scene in front of all their prominent guests. Refusing to go with them quietly when they requested she did that. And worse, for throwing her engagement ring at them… at her engagement party in front of everyone.

She had disrespected the twin alpha kings. And yes if what Faith Back had said was true she certainly wouldn’t be bent over their desk with her pretty dress lifted up and over her ass getting punished with their belts.

She could have handled it better.

The second strike added fuel to her burning flesh, and tears spilled from her tightly shut eyes.

Every strike after that, she jerked roughly and clenched her fists, and unconsciously banged them on the desk. Her tears now made a puddle on the desk under her cheek.

The panties she wore offered a zero layer of protection and she knew it wouldn’t be long before the stinging heat of their belts tore through the already flimsy fabric.

She lost count as to how many strikes she received. They were piled on one after the other, setting her flesh ablaze and had her openly sobbing now.

Soon the true shame of her actions settled into her mind. Even if she had taken just one moment to rethink what she planned to do, she could have saved herself this harsh punishment.

Harsh not only because it hurt so much she didn’t think she’d be able to sit for a month, but harsh because she foolishly fell for gossip like an immature teenage girl. If she had concerns she should have handled them more maturely.

“I’m sorry,” she squeaked, her voice stained with heartfelt tears. “I’m sorry. I’m just… I don’t know what to do…I’m so out of my element and I love you but I know I’m not the one. How could I be the one when… when I can’t even…”

The instant she was lifted off the desk she turned into their arms and sobbed openly.

“You can’t even what, Farren?”

She replayed the last part of the conversation she had overheard in the bathroom in her head. Faith Back had been right. It would never take a real omega more than one full estrus cycle to fall pregnant. Rhiannon James, the doctor had confirmed that to Farren directly.

“That I can't even get pregnant? That if I’m not pregnant already, I’m never going to be pregnant. I’m not a purebreed. I’m not a real omega. No matter how much I want to believe that and I do, because I love you and I can’t imagine living without you, I’m not a real omega. I never will be.”

She lifted her gaze to them, tears falling hot and heavy down her face. She didn’t think she was capable of such intense feelings, but they were her whole life, and yet they were never meant to be. They were twin alpha kings and she was something… but not what they needed.

“I know that there’s a meeting scheduled.” That had been the last part of the conversation she overheard. “You can’t have claimed an omega and not have her pregnant. It makes you look… weak and with the war and everything… The pack members will vote to have me removed as your omega or challenge you for the status of alpha.”

More tears flooded down her face when she remembered the rest of Faith’s cruel words. The twin alpha kings would never have their position challenged. It would reflect poorly on them and they will never be regarded with the same respect. For any alpha king to have their position challenged meant he wasn’t a true alpha born with the title and the ability to lead. And the Maximillian twins were the proudest of kings. Which meant, she would be the one going.

“I should just leave right now. I—”

“Do you remember what we told you about what would happen if you couldn’t get pregnant?”

“Yes,” she said softly. The image of that memory sprang into her mind. They had just punished her, had taken a binder clip to her pussy, sealing her nether lips together before they had spanked and then had taken her ass.

A gasp escaped her mouth as she relived the feeling of being double penetrated in her virgin asshole. Fresh wetness now saturated her panties.

“What did we say to you, Farren?”

“That if… that if I couldn’t fall pregnant you would step down as pack leaders, put someone else capable in charge and...”

“And what?” Duncan asked softly.

“And we’d go to the mountains and do whatever we wanted. But how can I ask you to do that? I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I was the reason you had to leave what you were born to do. I would rather die than let that happen because then you would hate me. And I would hate myself.” She had never cried more than that in her whole life. Everything she said was true. They would hate her. She would hate herself.

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