Page 167 of Drown My Sorrow

“It’s not your fault, Gael.”

A tear rolls down my cheek, and I thrash against Keagan, but I can’t get free.

“It’s not your fault. It was an accident. A tragic and terrible accident. It could have happened to anyone.”

“You weren’t there.”

“No, but you told me, and I looked it up. It wasn’t your fault. They were wrong to blame you.”

I’m really crying now, hating it and everything, including the darkness that has stolen the light.

“What do you need, Alpha?” Her quiet whisper hits me where it hurts.

I still and then drop my head to my chest, ashamed, embarrassed, resigned. I’ve never been brave enough to ask Kelly or Ezy to do this for me.

“Pain. I need to hurt. I need to feel something other than this black hole of despair.” My raw whisper hits the air and turns it electric.

“Okay,” Aspyn says. “But there are rules. If you need to get free at any time, you say Daane. If you need to stop. If it’s too much, you will stop. If I or Keagan decide it’s too much, we’ll stop it.”

I lick my lips and nod.

“I need verbal consent.”

“I agree.”

Aspyn takes a deep breath and moves closer.

“Keagan, I want you to make him hurt.”

Keagan stares at her with hunger.

“I want you to own him. I want to hear him scream. Fuck him so hard he forgets his own name.”

Keagan prowls towards me. The fire in his eyes almost makes me want to take it back. But I don’t. The pain is too much.

Aspyn walks around us, her cane and footsteps clicking. “It is not your fault.”

Keagan pounces on me, tearing my shirt from me. I whirl away, but he hauls me back in and holds me against him, his hand wrapped around my throat.

“It was an accident,” Aspyn says loudly. “Wrong place, wrong time, but not even for one second your fault.”

A tear runs down my cheek, and I brush it away. Keagan simply shoves my pants down and grips my cock.

I’m harder than I think I’ve ever been.

“Everyone is wrong,” Aspyn says with so much compassion that I can’t look at her.

Keagan drags me to my knees and shoves his cock down my throat. I fight him, pushing back, but he pulls my hair and growls until I relax, taking all of him.

“We love you no matter what.”

I look at her out of the corner of my eye as she circles.

Keagan groans and pulls himself free. He throws himself on me.

I fight because I need to, but he overpowers me, rolling me onto my stomach on the marble floor. I growl, but Keagan just bites the back of my neck.

He waits. And waits.

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