Jenny:
Flashback:
"Rayden, I don’t feel right. I feel like I was forced into giving you my virginity," I said as I dressed and sat on his bed. He had called me to his pack yesterday to spend Valentine’s Day with him. But then he started making advances that I didn’t appreciate.
I wasn’t feeling it and told him over and over to stop, but he kept saying he knew I wanted it and that I was just being shy.
"What?" Rayden growled, turning around while pulling up his pants. "You’re still complaining about that?"
The look of disbelief on his face made me question my own concerns about the night.
"We had fun. We both enjoyed it, so how about you stop freaking complaining now? You ruined the moment for us," he started yelling almost instantly, and I felt the urge to calm him down before he exploded.
"I’m not saying you raped me or anything—" the moment I said that word, it was like I had stabbed him.
"Are you dead in your head?" He lunged at me, pressing his finger so hard against my temple that I winced and crawled back on his bed. But before I knew it, he was coming onto me.
He pushed me down, wrapped his fingers around my neck, and tightened them. "You better start behaving now, or else—" the threat in his eyes scared me. "I didn’t even use a condom, so you better behave because if you get pregnant, I won’t be there for you. So change your attitude if you want your baby’s father around."
The threat terrified me.
I didn’t want to end up pregnant yet. But if I said that out loud, he would get even angrier, and his fingers would tighten around my neck even more.
His anger and behavior caused tears to form in my eyes, and I bet he saw them because, suddenly, he started laughing and loosened his grip on my neck before leaning down to kiss me.
I wanted so badly to push him off me, but deep down, I was relieved he was smiling. I didn’t want him to be angry again.
So I let him kiss me, even though I didn’t move a single muscle. I just wanted to get out of here and go home.
"You know I love you, right? And when a man has sex with a girl, it means he loves her and craves her. You should be happy that I crave you enough to make it happen even when you were hesitant," his words sounded like a rabid dog barking, but out of fear, I acted like they made sense.
But this was just the beginning of his abuse and manipulation.
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