Page 75 of Seducing Selena

SELENA

The position I was in was familiar. Strapped down, and unable to move. I knew before I even opened my eyes that’s what had happened. It felt like I was in some kind of chair—maybe like a dentist’s chair.

I always hated going to the dentist.

Where was I? How long had I been asleep?

Pain scraped through me as something was shoved beneath the cuff on my ankle. It was so sudden, I couldn’t stop my sound of anger and surprise, my eyes flying open to find Delano with bolt cutters.

He heaved down, cutting through the delicate metal. “So glad you could join me.”

“What are you doing?”

“That’s a stupid question and you know it.”

He was cutting off my cuffs. The permanent markers of my commitment to my Alphas. “Why?”

“Because I want to remind them that you don’t belong to them anymore. Say hello.” Delano nodded behind him to a camera set up on a tripod with a red light, telling me it was a recording.

I was naked, of course. He’d already seen me this way multiple times, but it meant something different now, and I tried to guide my mind away from the terror brewing like a storm.

“I thought you killed them,” I said, swallowing. There had been gunshots through the radio.

“I hope I did,” he admitted, coming around the chair and shoving the bolt cutters beneath the cuff on my other ankle. It was pure agony until he cut it off. “But those three Alphas are good at what they do, even if they were stupid enough to let a bitch like you get in the way of their goal. So just in case they survived—and there’s a good chance, considering none of my men have checked in—I decided to record our time together so they can enjoy it as well.”

I braced myself as he approached my wrist and showed no mercy while he cut off my cuffs. The tinkling metal as they fell hurt my heart. I wanted to wear them forever, and I told them I wasn’t planning on taking them off. But I wasn’t going to cry in front of this man.

He would make me scream, I was sure. But I wouldn’t show him how afraid I was or how the sound of their cuffs broke me.

Delano grabbed my hair and wrenched my head to the side. I cried out as the bolt cutters shove beneath my collar, strangling me. Fear went through me like lightning, and I wondered how I ever could have thought my Alphas were evil. Because every moment they were with me and every punishment they gave was tender in comparison to this, and he hadn’t even started.

“Arrogant bastards,” he muttered. “Cuffs that don’t open? They thought they’d get to keep you forever, I guess.”

I said nothing.

A metal clatter drew my eyes, and my breath froze in my chest. The long tray of implements I hadn’t seen—

Oh my god.

“What should we start with?” He asked. “Should I warm you up or dive straight into the good stuff?”

My whole body shook. “What are you going to do to me?”

The man smirked. Hesmirked. “Normally I’d have cut out your tongue by now for asking so many questions, but since we’re playing for the camera…” There was a knife in his hand and he dragged the tip of it down my arm. “I’m going to find the kind of pain you respond to most,” he said. “And by pain, I don’t mean the pansy ass beating Sebastian gave you. I meanpain. Whether it’s burning you or cutting you open, whichever one makes you scream the most? That’s the one I’ll use.

“And then I’ll take you. Fuck you and make you bleed until your throat is raw with screaming, and there’s nothing left of you.”

I blinked at him. “You really are a monster.”

“I would have thought you knew that by now,” he shrugged. “I don’t apologize for it. There’s nothing quite like making an Omega scream in agony while knotted in her cunt. It makes your body squeeze down like a vise.” He groaned and grabbed his dick through his pants. “You can’t even help it, and it’s the best fucking thing in the world.”

Stripping his shirt over his head, he tossed it aside before doing the same to his pants and underwear. He was already hard. “I want you to see what’s coming for you,” he said. “But first I think I’ll try a few things.”

Delano walked out of sight, and I fought against the restraints. The rubber straps holding me down were so tight they nearly cut into my skin. There was no way to move anything except for wiggling my fingers and toes and turning my head. No way out.

Please find me.

If they were alive, they were coming. The tracker in my arm was there for a reason. I hated it when they put it in me and now I was so fucking grateful.

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