Babygirl

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Third Person POV

Sinclair was currently livid. He'd been woken up by his mother who insisted that she had something to tell him and that he had to come as soon as possible; wanting her to leave him the fuck alone he obliged but what he wasn't expecting to be met with was Kida's boyfriend, Kai. He'd only know Kai for about an hour but he was very ready to snap his neck and rip his head right off his own body.

He'd touched what was his, more than once and had the audacity to come to his face and boast about it like he had won some type of fucking prize. The more he listened the worse his anger got and the worst his little mate's punishment was going to be. He'd really make sure she couldn't move when he was done with her.

Kida's eyes fluttered open and she bit her bottom lip as memories of last night came flooding in. She was encased in dark sheets, her legs were still tingling and she was sure that her body was covered in bruises and love bites and she loved all of it. A wide smile spread on her face but it quickly disappeared when she saw that Sinclair was nowhere to be found. She was looking forward to waking up in his arms but oh well.

She didn't think much of his absence as she kicked off her covers and got up on shaky legs, wobbling her way to the bathroom for a well needed, bubble bath. She didn't feel the eyes on her as she settled herself in the warm water, ultimately covering herself in bubbles, moaning at the soothing, relaxing feeling that surrounded her body.

"Who's Kai ?" Kida was oblivious to the dark undertone of Sinclair's voice as she smiled leaning her head on the edge of the tub to stare at him. She was so happy to see him that she didn't see his tense shoulders, clenched fists or the deep frown on his face.

"Some guy I apparently dated when I couldn't remember you" she spoke casually because to her it didn't really matter and her body shivered when Sinclair's hand was suddenly around her throat. She bit her bottom lip, slowly opening her eyes to see those inky pools that she was accustom to staring back at her.

"Did he ever touch you?" she gasped when she felt her folds being spread harshly and a single finger dipped inside her, curving inside her purposely dragging along her sensitive inner walls and she let out a mixture of a moan and a whimper as she spoke.

"I- I d-don't know" Kida whimpered briefly before she felt another digit enter her harshly as Sinclair's grip around her throat tightened drastically. He wasn't choking her so that she couldn't breathe but she was very aware of the fact that his hand was there. In fact it seemed like her body was hyper aware of every touch Sinclair made to her skin as her body heat increased to the point where she was a panting mess.

"Don't lie to me Kida! Did he touch you?!" her body rocked forward as another finger joined the other two and she gripped the edge of the tub to support herself.

"I don't know! I don't know!" Kida screamed lowly but that only seemed to make Sinclair angrier. He obviously needed to show her who she belonged to and she obviously needed that little fuck downstairs to be reminded before he fucking crushed his skull. He needed this entire fucking castle to know who the fuck Kida belonged to and he was determined to make sure everyone heard her.

Before Kida knew it her back had hit the soft silk sheets, her toes curled at the mixture of pain and pleasure running up and down her spine, through her body and her mid section as Sinclair gripped her wrists harshly bounding them above her head, giving her no escape.

"I'm going to ask once more Kida...." the lower octave of Sinclair's voice made Kida shiver as she was flipped onto her back and on all fours . Her wrists crossed, pulling at the ropes, rubbing her skin and she hated and loved the feeling at the same time.

She cried out when the first lash hit her ass, clenching her fists tightly.

"Did he touch you?"

"No he didn't. Not that I recall. I'm my mind we were together for a few months but it wasn't true and when I first met him I broke up with him because he was a prick" Kida breathed out as best she could without moaning. She knew that completing the mating process with Sinclair meant that he now had complete reign over her in every way, but this, this was to much.

"But I still have to show every in this castle that you're mine. That no one can have you or will be able to do the things that I do to you. That they can never make you sound like this"

Kida's body rocked forward at the force of Sinclair's fingers and she screamed put as he started hitting her g spot right on, he knee exactly where it was. He showed no mercy as he pumped in and out of her roughly while rubbing her clothes to match the speed making Kida's legs tingle and her toes curl.

She came once, twice but Sinclair didn't seem to care as her cries became louder and louder just like he wanted making a wide but sadistic smile spread on her face as he fisted her hair in his hair, forcing her head back to look at him.

"Who do you belong to Kida?" He asked sickly calm as he slowed his pace and Kida sighed in relief, tears from pleasure rolling down her cheeks.

"You. Sinclair. I belong to you" she whimpered, staring into his deep blue orbs as he mounted from the back, agonisingly slow, stretching her out to full capacity making her lips part and her eyes shut tight.

"Make sure everyone in this castle hears you say that"

Meanwhile

"How could he do this to me?!?!" Kenya threw the first thing she could rest her hand on across her room, shattering her vanity mirror in the process as long tears winded down her face.

"He was suppose to marry me! We were going to live happily ever after!" She yanked at her hair pulling at the roots, her heart sinking even more as he listen to Sinclair and Kida go at it, again. Her heart was breaking with each scream and each grunt coming from the room down the hall and if she wasn't sure before she was positive now.

She hated Kida. She hated Kida with every fiber of her being and she was going to make her regret ever even looking at her man. Him and Kendra went way bay, to when they were kids. She'd known he was the one from a young age and she'd be damned if she let some fat little whore get in the way of her being with the love of her life.

Before Kida, Sinclair and Kendra were attached at the hip they did everything together. He was her first which is something since she was a sucubus after all and she'd given herself to him in ways that she'd never do with anyone else. She was a sucubus, she needed sex to survive but she'd only felt anything when she was with Sinclair.

He rocked her world and made her feel, real pleasure, real pain. He made her feel and she wasn't going to let that be snatched away from her.

A few doors down from Kendra was Jezebel, staring at the husband, the love of her life who barely paid her any mind. He'd fished out some old photo albums and was reminiscing on time with his mate, his real mate. She could practically feel the pain and guilt rolling off of him in waves and every time he looked at her, his eyes no longer held any love or admiration. Just hate, pure malice and hate.

She could be sworn that she'd gotten rid of all those stupid things but apparently she didn't.

"Edgar honey" she crawled over to him, slowly wrapping her arms around his torso and nuzzling her head into his neck, trying her best to ignore the hurt that ran through her when his body didn't relax when she touched him like it usually did.

"Just put that down and let's relax" Jezebel was more than shocked when Edgar shoved her off, growling as his eyes turned a deep red colour, his fans lengthened and his voice deepened as he pointed a clawed finger at her.

"Don't! Just don't! You think everything is fucking okay! The soul of my mate is in this realm which shouldn't be possible because I specifically remember her soul going to Heavan where it fucking belonged so it shouldn't be able to be summoned"

Edgar was even more enraged by the panicked look in his wife's eyes and the way he was backing away from him as he wrapped his hand around her throat, suspending her in the air. Jezebel kicked and clawed on his hand, desperate for air but Edgar wasn't fazed.

"What the fuck did you do to my mate Jezebel?!"