This chapter contains rape. If you find that offensive, please skip to the next one.

Elina

I wake some time later from the sounds of Garon entering the cabin. I have no idea what time it is since he doesn't have a clock in the bedroom. The communicator I had on earlier was removed before they contacted the Vorian to brag about their spoil.

My throat is parched from our earlier activities and from crying. My whole body aches from the sex and the stess of being kidnapped. I'm so cold from lying naked on the bed with my hands tied above my head. He never pulled a blanket over me before he left and even if the temperature is at a comfortable level it is still cold to sleep without cover.

I hear him move around in the room and I hear the rustle of clothes as he undresses. Then I feel the bed dip as he climbs in and lies down behind me and presses his warm body against mine. I feel myself melt into his body, seeking out the warmth that it provides.

"Your skin is so cold." He murmurs into my neck. A warm hand traces its way from my hip, along my waist and up to my tied wrists. He unties me and pulls me up close to his body. I feel the naked skin of his chest to my back. He burrows his nose in my neck and takes a deep breath. I feel his chest vibrate with a deep growl.

"You smell wonderful, my mate." A sob leaves my chest as tears well up once again. "I could smell you all day." His hands roam over my body feeling my breast, my stomach, my neck, my thighs and eventually one forces its way in between my legs. I clench my thighs together to stop him.

"No. Please not again. I don't want this." I beg him doing my best to squirm away from his touch.

"Hmm. You are mine now. My mark is on your neck, my seed is in your womb and my smell is all over you." He licks a path from my ear to my shoulder and gives a gentle nibble to his fresh mark. I squirm to get away from him and his arms around me tightens. He presses his pelvis against my butt and I feel his hard member between my butt cheeks. "Do you feel that?" He reaches down his hand to adjust himself so that he is aligned with my entrance. "This is what you do to me. I want to fuck you over and over again, little mate."

"I am not your mate!" This time it's me who growls at him. "I will never be! You are just a rapist, a monster!" I cry out in anger and despair. Within seconds he has me on my back underneath him. His knees are between mine but I press my thighs together as much as I can.

"I don't think you have understood the situation you're in." His voice is low and threatening as he glares deep into my eyes. "I have taken you. I have put my mark on you and mated you. That means you belong to me." He leans down to bite his mark on my neck and I flinch from the pain.

"You might have taken me, abused me and raped me, but you'll never have me. I belong to Lazarus!"

With a furious growl he spread my legs further and entered me roughly. I scream out in pain from the intrusion without proper preparation. I hit him and scratch him as good as I can befor he roughly grabs my wrist and restrains them above my head. Then he starts to thrust his hips against me, driving himself in and out. My body does its best to lighten the abuse by lubricating my dry channel, but it still hurts.

"Ooow. You're hurting me! Stop!" I scream as high as I can, thrashing around to make his mounting as tiressome as possible for him. But my resistance does little to interfere with his activities.

"You will submit to me. Even if it's only through force, you will learn your place beneath me. Willing submission will give you more pleasure while resistance will only cause you pain." He moans and grunts as he keeps up his mounting of my unwilling body. I moan in pain as I feel him swell inside me. It hurts so much more when my body is doing its best to fight him off. "Fuck you are so tight, so warm. I'm gonna fuck you untill you give me what I want and I will enjoy every moment of it!" He bites down hard on my neck making me scream out in pain. He grunts as his cock lodges itself deep inside me.

This time he makes no effort to pleasure me. He thrusts deep and hard while he grunts and moans. My tears seem to spur him on and he makes sure to pull out a little too far so I'll scream in pain. The swelling waned much quicker than any of Lazarus has ever done. He rolls over and catches his breath.

When he lies there with his eyes closed I try to ease off the bed. A hand shoots out and wraps itself around my upper arm.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"I-I...I need to use the bathroom." I meekly say. My face is turned away from him. He leans over me and grabs my chin to turn my face towards his. His eyes search my face, trying to see if I'm lying or telling the truth. "Do you want me to pee in the bed?" I ask him and stare back at him. He releases my arm and I stand up to leave the bed.

In the bathroom I instantly sit on the toilet to do my business. When I wash my hands I look at myself in the mirror. There are bruises on my arms, breast and hips. The bite on the neck is swollen and bruised. But the worst thing is the disgust I feel looking at this poor excuse of a human staring back at me.

A hard bang on the door has me jumping in fright. "Come out now!" Garon yells from the other side. I am quick to comply. He grabs my arm as the door opens and drags me back into the bedroom. He throws me on my stomach on the bed and climbs over me.

"Please no! Garon please! Not again. It hurts too much." I beg him but I feel him align himself and push into me. The pain is excruciating as his fat cock forces my walls to spread wide to accommodate him. I bite my lip to hold myself from begging. Me begging is just what he wants and I refuse to please him in any way.

"Submit and I will pleasure you. The pain will go away and all you will feel is the pleasure as I thrust deep into your cunt." He grunts in pleasure and I feel him swell. I whimper in pain but arch my back to give him easier access. "That's right! Take all of me in that tight cunt!" He moans as he comes, filling me almost to the limit. This time he reaches around me to rub my clit and he swirls his hips to reach my sweet spot. I moan and feel my pussy lubricate itself to allow his swirls and thrust to glide more smoothly.

"Fuck Elina! Your cunt really is the best I ever had." I only moan in response as I feel an orgasm build up. In my mind I do my best to imagen Lazarus. A hard slap on my right ass cheek brings me over the top and I press my face into the mattress and scream out in ecstasy. But then his voice brings me back to reality. "See. If you just submit, the pleasure is yours."

When the swelling of his cock ebb off he withdraws and lays down on the bed. In less than five minutes he's snoring away with his arm casually thrown over his eyes. As I stand up I feel his cum drip out of me and run down the insides of my thigh. I pick up one of his shirts that is on the floor to wipe myself.

Then I sneak over to his wardrobe and find a large t-shirt that looks relatively clean. I bunch up the t-shirt in my hands and make my way to the bathroom to clean off.

My tears mix with the warm spray of water from the shower as I scrub myself raw to get clean from him. I have no idea how long I stay in the shower but eventually my stomach gives a loud protest.

After drying myself off, I pull the t-shirt over my head. It is as large as any shirt I have borrowed from Lazarus. The thought of Lazarus brings a small smile to my lips. But as I look up and see myself in the mirror the smile falters. How can he ever forgive me for this? He will never want me after that monster has put his claim on me. A single tear falls down my cheek and I angrily dry it. Stop these stupid thoughts Elina! I tell myself. I will make it back to Lazarus and do everything in my power to make sure he takes me back! I have to be strong for Lazarus and for our baby! I put my hands on my belly. It is still too early to show but I can already feel the changes my body is going through.

My stomach makes another loud grumble and I decide that I have to feed myself. I remember seeing a food synthesizer in the living area so I made my way there to fix something to eat.

***

Lazarus

I'm pacing the room up and down, waiting for the council to get in touch with us. I have requested to take part in the retrieval of Elina, but from the abrupt end of the discussion I'm guessing they won't approve. Kurn is sitting in a chair by the virtual com lost in thoughts. He is absentmindedly spinning a small metal stick between his fingers.

The com suddenly lights up to indicate incoming transmission. Kurn jerks in his seat, dropping the stick on the ground with a loud clatter. I hastily make my way to the com to partake in the discussion.

"Captain Lazarus." A strong female voice says over the com.

"Yes, ma'am." I stand at attention, awaiting her verdict.

"We understand your desire to partake in the reatreval of your mate. We have to inform you that it won't be possible for you to do so."

"And why the fuck not?" I scream at her. Kurn stands and puts his arm out in front of me to prevent me from beating the crap out of the com.

"Captain Lazarus! I suggest that you think closely on the language you're using when speaking to the council." I grit my teeth in frustration but manage to utter an apology. "We have taken in consideration the natural behavior of a Galdrian male that has lost their mate-"

"I have not lost her!" I cut in. "She has been kidnaped, but she's still alive. I am sure that Garon has no interest in killing her." I'm not screaming at the council but my voice is high with agitation.

"We know this as well. But to best assure your mental health you need to stay on your post and try to resume your everyday life."

"How can I resume my life when half of it is taken from me?!" I yell the last words. I shake off Kurn's hold on me and turn away from the visual of the council.

"It is the safest course of action." I take a deep breath to calm myself. I understand what they say and I know that it is true. To remain mentally stable it is best to stay at the Vorian and go on as if nothing is wrong.

I feel tears burn behind my eyelids and my breathing feels heavy. "I just don't know if I can do it. I need her!" My voice breaks as the tears escape their confinement.

"We know that it is a hard situation to be in, especially since the mating is so recent. But we have to assure that the mission to retrieve your mate is a success. The whole Galdrians race depends on it. To endanger it with an unstable participant is too high a risk."

I only nod at this. "The stealth craft you instructed to pursue the Nibor was successful in following them to their base. We now have critical information to succeed in retrieving your mate, but also to eliminate a threat to The Intergalactic Committee and the Galdrian throne."

"I have a request. I want my brother to lead the mission to retrieve Elina and kill Garon." I can hear the hopelessness in my voice.

"Of course Captain Lazarus. Your request will be granted." With those words the transmission ends. Kurn puts a hand on my shoulder and gives it a squeeze. Then he leaves the room and me alone in it. I fall down on a chair and bury my face in my hands and cry.