Rejected Mate Bond: Tempting the Billionaire Alpha

"Rip!"

The sound of fabric tearing pierced the silence of the room. Jacintha, her eyes tightly blindfolded, felt a chill seep into her skin where it was no longer shielded by clothing.

Her body trembled in fear, and her already pale lips turned even paler. Right now, she was terrified, not knowing what would happen next. But the thought of her younger sister, still waiting for the money needed for heart surgery, gave her the courage to endure.

Tonight, she would sell her virginity to a mysterious man in exchange for six hundred thousand dollars. With that money, her sister—whose heart condition had reached a critical stage—would finally have a chance at a transplant.

So, she couldn’t allow herself to regret this.

But when she felt "someone" touching her pussy, Jacintha couldn’t help but resist.

Slap! A sharp strike landed on her cheek.

"Lowly human woman! Who gave you permission to move?"

The voice was high-pitched, feminine, and full of harshness. The words made Jacintha reel in confusion.

Human woman? Did that mean this woman wasn’t human?

The thought flickered through Jacintha’s mind but didn’t linger, because once again, a hand was groping between her legs. Humiliation crashed over her. She bit down hard on her lip and tensed her body to keep from instinctively fighting back. Tears slid down her cheeks, soaking into the black cloth covering her eyes.

At this moment, she was nothing more than a sexual commodity, examined and judged at will.

"Her hymen is intact. No skin conditions, no sexually transmitted diseases."

Suddenly, Jacintha heard another woman’s voice commenting on her pussy. Then came the voice of the one who had just slapped her across the face: “Good, the Boss is on his way. He’s taken an aphrodisiac—his condition is serious. I think we should tie her limbs tightly to keep her from suddenly resisting and hurting the Boss.”

As soon as the woman finished speaking, Jacintha felt her arms and legs being bound tightly with ropes in an X-shaped position. Although she couldn't see anything because she had been blindfolded, just imagining her current exposed and humiliating posture filled her with even more shame and despair.

In fact, she knew who had bought her virginity. It was none other than the man who ruled over the Wulfhart Corporation—Raphael Wulfhart. That’s why she couldn’t understand why they blindfolded and even restrained her limbs. Jacintha wondered if the man was some kind of pervert who wanted to sexually torture her.

The thought only intensified her fear. Her tears soaked the fabric covering her eyes, and soft sobs escaped her throat uncontrollably.

She had no idea how much time had passed. Everything had fallen into silence. Each minute and second now felt like an eternity, only deepening the terror and helplessness inside her.

Bang!

A deafening noise suddenly erupted, making Jacintha’s entire body tremble. The sobs in her throat grew louder.

Jacintha had just turned eighteen. She was innocent and inexperienced when it came to sex, and her strong sense of pride made it impossible for her to utter vulgar words to please her master. She couldn’t even stop herself from crying—and she feared that this might displease him.

Jacintha’s mind was in total chaos.

Suddenly…

"Grrrrr grrrrr…" A growling sound, like that of a wild beast, echoed in Jacintha's ears. That was not the sound of a human.

It was the last thing Jacintha thought of before an excruciating pain, as if tearing her body in two, crashed over her.

"AAAAh...!!" Jacintha suddenly let out a piercing scream of agony.

The monster had forcefully thrust through Jacintha's pussy, the pain from her fragile hymen being torn apart evident on her face. Blood trickled from the tiny hole, dripping onto the pristine white bedsheets, forming vivid crimson flowers that were unbearably stark.

"Aaah!" Jacintha's mouth gaped open as she let out ragged cries of pain. Her neck was gripped so tightly by the monster that she could barely breathe, and her pussy was brutally stretched to its limit, sending violent tremors of agony through her entire body.

"It hurts... Whaaaah whaaah… it hurts..."

Despite Jacintha's throat-rending screams, the monster coldly, relentlessly thrust deeper into her delicate entrance with each brutal movement, driving his cock all the way to her cervix.

The monster's thick, veined cock relentlessly hammered against Jacintha's fragile, tender flesh. Her pussy bled profusely, quickly staining the monster's menacing weapon red.

Jacintha believed she would be raped to death by this monster. Despair mingled with the pain, swallowing her mind whole. If she died, how would her little sister survive?

But she couldn’t save herself. At this moment, she could only hope that after her death, the Wulfhart family would show a shred of mercy and give her "blood money" to her sister—or better yet, help her sister undergo a heart transplant surgery.

If things could be like this, even if she were to die today, she would hold no resentment toward anyone.

The moon outside the window shone with an unusually bright and full glow. The beast pounded violently into the fragile girl, his eyes blood-red, his sharp steel-like teeth clenched tightly with a grinding screech. The growl rumbling from deep within his throat revealed just how aroused he was—this was primal ecstasy. His entire body was lost in the delirium of instinct, savoring every second of wild abandon, fully released from the restraints of his human form. This wasn’t bloodlust—it was life itself, the joy of living true to the instinct of a creature born to rule the darkness.

He wanted to throw his head back and howl at the sky, but he dared not. Although this room was well soundproofed, he couldn’t guarantee that his howl wouldn’t reach the ears of the supernatural surveillance unit.

And Jacintha—she was like a lifeless shell, the world before her eyes plunged into blackness. She felt her consciousness slipping away, the oxygen in her lungs slowly draining. Perhaps driven by a primal will to survive, she opened her mouth wide, tongue lolling out in a desperate gasp for air. But she didn’t expect that movement to so violently trigger the beast’s visual senses. He found her tongue unbearably delicious—without hesitation, he sank his teeth into it, and fresh blood poured from her mouth.

Jacintha was in so much pain, she no longer had the strength to scream.

Why did it hurt so much? It hurt… so much that she just wanted to die and be done with it…

The salty metallic taste of blood in Jacintha’s mouth only excited the beast further. He used his sharp claws to hold her head firmly in place, then slid his tongue deep into her mouth.

So sweet… so delectable! Why did this human woman’s body bring him such maddening satisfaction? He wasn’t a vampire—but in this moment, all he wanted was to drain every drop of blood and flesh from her, so she would exist within him forever.