Bullied Mate Of The Lycan Kings
Chapter 38

Lily's POV

Maybe it was because of how quiet the room had become when Zac grabbed my wrist but I could practically hear my heart trying to rip open my chest and burst out of my ribcage as blood dripped down my palm to my forearm and trickled to the floor. The sound as it hit the ground was louder than I had ever heard before. "What are you doing?" I asked tentatively, as he stared transfixed at my bleeding palm.

His chasm black eyes were filled with an emotion I've never seen on him.

Thirst.

He swallowed, pale slender throat bobbed up and down, like he was trying to stop himself from doing something. He went as far as shutting his eyes and gritting his teeth, letting out a guttural growl that made me flinch.

"Let me go!" I tugged on my hand, unable to shrink back in fear because he had backed me up against a wall and trapped in his fists.

"Z- Zac," I stuttered and his eyes flew open, zeroing in on me with a furious glare.

Red.

His irises were a blood red colour. What's going on?

"Let me go," I whispered again, more firmly now that I saw his eyes change colors. I could have sworn his irises were black but they were now a blood red color that scared the hell out of me.

I tried to tug myself out of his grasp but it was futile because before I could even try to move away or push him off, he shoved me back against the wall, not caring when my body slammed into the tiled walls.

I gasped, unable to process what was happening and the next thing I heard was the cry of a dying man as he bit into my neck.

Shock. Shock and fear and revulsion thundered through my ears.

My ears were ringing at the realization of what Zac was and my body went rigid with horror and confusion for a few moments as I waited for the pain of his fanged bite to hit me.

"Let me go!" I screamed, shoving him off of me and succeeding when he budged and inch but he was back on me in an instant.

A dark sound rumbled in his chest as he suddenly growled in frustration, grabbing my thighs, spreading them and hoisting me up like I was nothing but a ragdoll, so he could get access to my neck. He pushed my hair back to expose my skin and dug into me again, even deeper than the first time.

I shivered.

There was no pain. No fear. No confusion. Only immense, undiluted ecstasy. What I was feeling was probably the best feeling I have ever felt in my entire life.

My eyes rolled back, his bite pumping serotonin and endorphins into my body, taking me to heights no drug in this world could hit.

It felt better than getting high or even having s*x. Actually, I would not know about that since I had not done either yet but I guessed that if it was as wonderful as people claimed, it would probably feel like this.

It felt like I was floating on cloud nine and like my body was no longer my own and I realized that instead of pushing him away, I started pulling him towards me, grabbing fistfuls of his jacket.

There was no pain. No fear. No remorse. The effect of my bullying was inexistent in this dreamlike state I was currently suspended in. No one could reach me. Nothing could touch me. And then it took a new turn.

He suddenly retracted his fangs, only to sink them in deeper, practically tearing my skin open, the high was out of this world. Memories of the weekend, of tonight, of my whole damn life faded and washed away in pastel shades of pink, yellow and lavender. I moaned as his fangs went deeper, feeling my panties get soaked with need and I pulled down the sleeve of my dress, desperately trying to give him more access to my skin.

"Lily," He groaned into my neck, his knee making contact with my core and I didn't realize that I was already making needy desperate noises until he tried to pull away.

"No, no, no, please don't stop. " I gasped, already feeling dizzy but clinging on to him as I felt my body go limp in his hands.

God, I didn't want this to stop. I didn't want it to end. The horror of tonight, of my entire life was quickly crashing into my ecstasy induced haze.

To be very honest, I could not think about anything else but the way his fangs felt in my neck, the end to all the pain and turmoil, to the fear and heartbreak in my already battered heard.

"Get off me, you bitch." He growled and pulled away from me and watching me drop to my feet.

I fell to the floor and it felt like scales had fallen from my eyes the moment he shoved me off because as I looked up at him, all of the feelings of ecstasy dissolved like a plume of smoke and I realized what I had just done.

How the hell could I have enjoyed that?

How could I have clung to him and begged him to not stop sucking my blood?

Like a needy, desperate... stupid girl.

Revulsion climbed up my stomach.

Tears trickled down my cheeks as I covered my body in shame and Zac laughed.

"What is it now, Lily? Did you not enjoy it?" His fanged smile was menacing but not as menacing as the next word he spat. "Blood Whore." blood Whore."

I moved further away from him, wishing that the ground would open and swallow me. This night just kept getting worse by the minute.

Blood w***e. I had heard about them and how they were treated as anything less than human. It was a derogatory slur that described any person that not only allowed a vampire to feed on them, but enjoyed the act and even went back for more. They were addicts in every sense of the word, doing anything and everything to make sure that they were fed on.

I could only imagine what would happen if people found out about this. I could kiss whatever little peace that I had goodbye if this kind of information got out and as I saw Zac's smirk widen, I knew that I was doomed.

"Please don't call me that and don't tell anyone. Please. I'll do anything you want." I begged and he raised his eyebrows in wicked delight, closing the distance between us as he leaned down to whisper in my ear and my body shook at the contact.

"Well, then." There was a wild look in his black hole eyes, something unhinged and nothing like the suave, cool and charismatic alpha prince. He stroke my hair, pushing my midnight black curls over one shoulder to expose the bite marks. "You'll have to do a better job convincing me to keep my mouth shut. Will you do anything I want?"

I knew that agreeing was probably signing my death certificate because only God knew what he wanted to do to me but I knew that it was better to be harassed by him than allow everyone to know that I had willingly let him to suck my blood and worse, I had enjoyed it.

"Yes" I answered, unable to look at him as I uttered those words, doom

His eyes widened with a crazed look and he grabbed me and sank his fangs into my neck again. I knew that I should push him away, ask him to do anything else but this, but all I could feel was undiluted happiness and I found myself grabbing the back of his head, offering myself, my pain, my terror, my hurt up to him as he gave me pure ecstasy in return.

His fingers found their way between us and I rocked against his hand as he found his way into my panties and began to stroke my c**t.

Even as I moaned, a distant part of me reminded me that I was very well on my way to becoming a blood w***e, if I allowed this to continue but I was too far gone to stop now. I could see myself getting addicted to this feeling. This high. As long as it stopped the pain. Anything as long as it stopped the pain.

I was losing what fight I had in me. My vision blurred. My limbs failed. He was going to drain my body clean of all its blood and I was going to let him.

You don't have the power to fight it, so why try?

It's better to just give in... give in... give in.

The words echoed through my cracked mind and broken skull.

His moves became aggressive but it didn't matter, not when it made me feel like I was on the brink of o****m, like I had read about in those smut novels online.

I didn't even realize that the door had been forced open until I heard someone scream and Zac pulled away from me, my eyes widened slowly to see Bia standing there, her eyes bright with horror as she took in my state of undress and Zac's bloody fanged smile and she took off a shoe and threw it at him.

"Get away from her." Bia screamed and I tried to warn her to flee but my body felt like I had lost all the limbs in my body and I was too slow to stop Zac who grabbed her and bit into her neck, right before knocking her unconscious and dropping her limp body to the floor.

"No!" I screamed in horror and Zac grinned at me with a wave, wiping his bloody mouth and licking his finger before exiting the bathroom.

I didn't even know how I made it to Bia's unconscious body but I started trying to shake her awake, my brain too muddled up to come up with anything else, tears trickling down my cheeks in waves.

I was still holding her to my chest when Angelo walked into the bathroom and when his eyes took in the scene, I shook my head and opened my mouth to explain but he was faster, shoving me away from Bia and lifting her into his arms. "Stay away from her, you bloody monster."

"I didn't..."

"If I replace you anywhere near her or our territory, I'll kill you myself." He said with a death glare that told me he was perfectly ready to fulfill his threat before rushing out of the bathroom with my unconscious best friend.

The rest of the night was a blur and even as I sat on the floor of my bedroom, the only thing I could do was cry.

I was doomed