Vicious Submissive (BoyxBoy)

Symptoms: Cyrus POV

***WARNING: This chapter contains attempted rape and sexual assault. Read at your own discretion.***

4 days. That's it. Then we'd mate and my body could go back to normal. Ever since last weekend I've had symptoms of going into heat. Not all the way, just enough to embarrass and annoy me. Leo's been helping, but I was starting to feel like a burden. Like I was using him. Especially because he never let me return the favor. That's why, at the moment, I was carrying our hamper down to the laundry room alone. Against my better judgment. But I needed a break to get my thoughts together. As I walked in, the scent of laundry detergent filled my nose.

I headed towards the closest machine that wasn't in use and started to toss the clothes in, thankful that Leo had separated them already. Once I was done, I added the fabric softener and detergent before starting it up. I was about to head back out when my body started to heat up. Damn it. Not now. My legs gave out as my skin felt like it was on fire. This was a bit stronger than other times. Slick ran down my legs as my skin became more sensitive. I tried to crawl towards the door, but the friction from the fabric made me moan and fall to the floor completely. I lay there panting, hoping this would be over soon.

 "Delicious..."

I heard a voice growl from outside the room. It didn't sound familiar, but it was dripping with lust. Fuck. I couldn't do anything when I'm like this. I should have asked Leo to come with me. When he was near, the symptoms wouldn't get this bad, but I just had to be stubborn. I tried to put some distance between the door and I by crawling away, muffling every moan with my hand. Every movement felt incredibly intense, causing even more slick to run down my thighs. I heard the door close behind me as whoever just came in inhaled deeply.

 "Seems the angry little rogue is in heat."

A hand wrapped around my ankle and dragged me back towards the door. My clothes were pressed against me because of the action, causing me to moan more. I was flipped onto my back and came face-to-face with a warrior I hadn't seen before. His eyes were dark with lust and flashed sapphire blue as he inhaled my scent again,

 "You smell delicious. And you look like you're a bit uncomfortable. Let me help you out."

He trapped me under his body, forcing my wrists above my head as he gripped them tightly. The skin-on-skin contact felt like my wrists were being drenched in acid. I started to scream from the pain, but he quickly covered my mouth,

 "Now, now, the last thing we need is to have someone interrupt us."

I glared at him as a tear fell from my eye from the pain and hypersensitivity. He simply smiled and forced his knee between my legs. My body shivered from the friction as muffled moans came from my throat. He continued to torture me with the movements of his knee on my crotch. My boxers were damp with slick and pre-cum. His motions became slightly more aggressive as my legs started to twitch. My eyes rolled back, and I arched my back, straining against his hold on my wrist as I came. I was dazed and panting as he stared hungrily at me,

 "Now that I've scratched your back, why don't you scratch mine."

He removed his hand from my mouth and started to unbuckle his pants. I wish I'd pass out from the pain on my face and wrists. Instead, I lay there watching, hoping this episode would pass soon. He started to pull his member from his boxers when the door opened. Please, not another one. Instead of another unknown scent and voice, I hear a loud growl that seemed to shake the entire house,

 "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?"

The warrior's eyes widened in fear as Mical yanked him off of me and threw him into the wall. His eyes were glowing amber, and his canines and claws were fully extended. He was livid as he stalked towards the cowering warrior, his lust forgotten. I tried to pay attention, but I couldn't focus as another wave of fire ran through my body. I groaned in discomfort as my clothes started to feel like needles on my skin. My abdomen cramped horribly, making me cry out and curl in on myself. Usually, I would have been in Leo's arms before it got this bad. Tears fell as I growled in pain from another cramp.

My eyes were squeezed shut from the pain, so I couldn't see who picked me up off the floor. From the scent, it seemed like Mical. He smelled like pine and wild mint. There was also the scent of blood as well. I vaguely wondered what he'd done to the horny wolf, but not for long. My thoughts quickly became consumed with pain and Leo. As if he could hear my thoughts, his scent surrounded me, along with his arms. Instantly, the cramps stopped. The fire running along my skin eased as well. I opened my eyes and came face to face with Leo's tanned chest. Turning my head slightly, I watched as he walked us into our room and closed the door. He sat down on the bed and held me close. My clothes still felt like needles on my skin, so I started to claw at them. Strong hands held my arms down,

 "Baby, stop. You're gonna hurt yourself. Just tell me what's wrong."

 "Clothes...hurt..."

I watched him nod through half-lidded eyes. He quickly took off my shirt, pants, and boxers. I sighed contentedly at the absence of the discomfort. His arms wrapped around me, causing me to purr from the contact. I shifted until I was straddling his waist and clung to him like a koala. He kissed my cheek and rocked back and forth slowly. I closed my eyes, allowing the comfort of being held by my mate and the motion of rocking to lull me to sleep.