Theon woke with a killer headache and to himself chained up in the room he first started out in. Heavy metal chains locked to his wrist. Shaw making sure he stayed in place by securing his ankles as well.
Held down by all extremities. The lights dim and his vision still blurry from the drugs but he could tell he was in the room alone.
This didn't help his emotional state one bit he was enraged by the thought of Zac having Asher in his grasp. His mind turning down a dark tunnel thinking of all the things Zac would and could be doing to him right now. Zac finally getting his way. Shaw playing his cards carefully between the two of them.
Zac gets a taste of what he's wanted for a long while, probably in hopes of having that want to grow. Getting Zac to fight harder to have Asher as his in the end and Theon got the fury card. He would fight with anger and hate towards Zac for what he did to Asher.
Asher groaned out of pain as he turned over on a hard cold surface. Blinking his eyes, trying to clear his vision that was still greatly affected by the drugs. His head pounded to the beat of his heart making it feel like his entire body was pulsating.
As the pulsing faded out and his body started to come back to him all he felt was pain. His arms were too weak to push him up from the floor, taking several tries before he got himself into a seated position.
Whining at the pain he felt sitting flat on his bottom. He was sore like he had never been before. Feeling with his hands discovering that he wasn't wearing the clothes he last remembered being in.
He wasn't wearing anything in fact. Tears welling up in his eyes, pouring down his cheeks with a hot heat.
Racking his brain in efforts to recall what had happened to him. Only able to remember Shaw asking him about something and then darkness.
"Don't look so sad, Pup." Zac spoke from across the room, moving closer to him, "You enjoyed every moment of it."
Zac licked his lips as he leaned down pulling at Asher's chin.
Asher whimpering as he held his face tight in his palm. Trying to pull away from his touch but he only held tighter.
"You couldn't get enough of me." Zac spoke lying with every word.
Asher turned his head to release himself from the grip, making the room spin even more so.
He felt so exposed in front of Zac, curling himself up trying to hide his naked body.
"Oh don't play shy on me now." Zac groaned, eyes running along Asher's form, his hand moving along Asher's bare thigh, tongue licking his lips again.
"So sweet."
Huffing as he moved back heading for the door, "Don't get too lonely without me."
Zac had been surprised when Shaw had one of his goons come to retrieve him, saying there was a prize in waiting for him. Finding out that prize was none other than Asher, he jumped to the chance.
Shaw had his rules of course, there was a time limit on his prize. Only given an hour to enjoy anything he wanted.
Zach was not a man of many morals at all so Asher being in the state he was in didn't bother him one bit. If anything it would make Asher more compliant for him.
At least so he thought, his mind was so out of it from the dose Shaw gave him, he felt his body would be just the same but he was mistaken.
Asher's body rejected him.
Which royally pissed him off that frustration making an appearance on Asher's body in the form of bruises.
Usually omegas were self lubricating which helped to insure for a good implantation, but also allowed for other benefits as well. Benefits in which Zac was hoping to cash in on. Shaw gave him free range for the entire hour and he had full intentions of taking complete advantage.
Asher's rejection fueled his want even more so. He would have his way with him, one way or another. For now however he didn't have the time to make that happen.
Smirking to himself as he left the room thinking that was Shaw's plan all along. He knew that his body would fight against him because he had been marked as Shaw's, claiming him as his so even in the high state he was programmed to deny anyone but Shaw.
Zac thinking well played on Shaw's part.
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