Mated For Revenge

The huge woman's equally huge palm crashed on her left cheek in a loud and resounding slap. Diana felt her body being hurdled towards the wall, but it was her legs that caused her to move towards the wall. She needed to hold onto something, she needed support, or she would fall and crash on the floor.

She was certain the woman would step on her and bruise her face.

Madam Chardonnay never showed anyone mercy. Whenever she was pissed - even by the slightest things - she made sure she dealt with anyone who had wronged her.

And today, poor Diana had fallen into that trap. Diana plastered her palms on the wall and rested her right cheek on it. Tears burned at the corner of her eyes, but she would not let them flow. She refused to ever give anyone in the club the satisfaction of seeing her cry.

The woman stomped to where she stood and dragged her by the strap of her bra. Diana turned to look at her unwillingly, and the woman dished her another slap on her right cheek. This time, the slap was accompanied by saliva. Madam Chardonnay spat on Diana's face and flung her towards the table.

The edge of the wooden table stabbed her stomach and her head fell on the table's surface.

"You stupid, good for nothing, ungrateful bitch! How dare you, Diana?! How dare you?!" The woman stood behind her and clasped her hand around Diana's neck.

Diana struggled to open her eyes, but when she did, she allowed her tears to flow freely.

It was hard to keep them in when she felt excruciating pain all over her body.

"If I had not already spent so much money on your body, I'd have skinned you alive and fed the rest of your flesh to rogue wolves! What gave you the audacity to cross me in such a manner?! How dare you?! You had the guts to place your filthy hands on a client! The one who pays for the fucking food you fucking eat! Huh?!"

But he deserved it, Diana thought.

All she had been asked to do was give him a private dance.

Her services never included sleeping with her clients.

She was only a stripper, not a prostitute, or a call girl.

But the man she had been assigned to had tried to grab her ass. When she refused and danced away from him, he pulled her to the chair and tried to force himself on her.

At that moment, Diana did not bother to think twice. She stretched her hand towards the table beside them and picked the first thing her hand touched; a glass of champagne.

She emptied the content on the man's head and hit the back of his head with the glass.

He screamed and fell off her. She hurried and tried to gather herself, but she was quickly carried by Madam Chardonnay's men, and the client had reported her for assault.

However, he did not include the part he had tried to rape her.

Even if he did, Madam Chardonnay wouldn't have been on her side.

The woman did not care about any of the girls that worked for her.

Madam Chardonnay was only ever worried about her business, and the money involved.

"Speak, you twart! Explain yourself!" Madam Chardonnay screamed as she let go of Diana's neck.

She coughed and tried to stand. When she did, she opened her eyes slowly, tilted her neck to the right and stared blankly at the woman.

"He tried to rape me." She cried.

"He groped my ass while I was dancing, but I didn't want him to do that. I tried to move away, but he...he grabbed me and pinned me to the chair. He was going to take advantage of me. I...I had to do something madam." She cried out, hoping to the moon goddess that the woman would somehow have a change of heart and reason with her.

Madam Chardonnay took in heavy breaths. Her round face contorted with rage, even the folds on her neck seemed enraged.

The woman corked her right brow as she gritted her teeth and stared at Diana.

"And so? What if he tried to rape you? Mr Delacroix has been a vital customer of the club for six years, even before your sorry ass stepped into this place! We have enjoyed over a million dollars from him, and now he'll never step foot in here because of your stupidity! What is so precious about your pussy that you couldn't give to him?! He would have paid you a lot for it, he would have given you a wad of cash to return home with, but you just had to be a stupid saint, didn't you?"

Diana's intestines formed a tight knot in her stomach as she stared plainly at the woman in front of her. Just as she had thought, Madam Chardonnay did not care about anything besides herself.

"But it's fine. I would deduct whatever your stupidity has cost me today from your wages. In other words, you would not be getting any pay from me in the next one week!" The older woman screamed at the top of her voice.

Diana fell to her knees in front of her immediately. She held onto the woman's feet and allowed herself to cry.

She could not be denied today's wages. She had a deadline of payment to meet in the hospital her mother lay sick in.

If she didn't complete the payment in three days, the hospital was going to discharge her mother and she was going to die.

She needed this money, there was nowhere else she could get such an amount of money in such a short period of time.

"Please, madam!" She cried out.

"Don't do this to me. I would do anything you want me to do. I would have as many private sessions as you want me to have. If you want, I would call him back and I would sleep with him. Just don't..." She allowed her pride to wash down the drain.

The pride wasn't what was going to pay her mother's hospital bill.

Instead, the pride was going to kill the woman who had taken care of her for so many years.

"Just don't take away the money from me. I would do whatever you want." Tears rushed down her eyes and mucus ran down her nostrils.

She could not afford to not be given a second chance by madam Chardonnay.

The doctors in the hospital were tired of seeing her beg.

Frankly, she was sick and tired of begging too.

Madam Chardonnay looked down at her, and her face twisted into a grim smile.

"It would take something extraordinary to undo the damage you have done. You do know that, right?"

Whatever it took, Diana was ready to do it.

"I will do anything you want, madam. Anything at all."

The woman stroked the strands of beards underneath her jaw.

"Rise." She ordered.

Diana quickly did as she was told. That was the only thing she was going to be doing throughout her stay here.

She stood up and sniffed in her tears. It was then the cold breeze from the air conditioner in the room started to affect her.

She was now aware that she only stood in a pair of red lace bra and a thong, with lace socks.

"You would take a private session with the VVIPs tonight. The Herd Brothers, very special customers of mine. They are even more important than Mr Delacroix, so you cannot mess this up."

Diana was filled with fear. She did not like the look on Madam Chardonnay's face. The woman had a smug smile, as though she knew she was sending the girl to hell.

She swallowed hard and lowered her gaze to the ground. A drop of tear ran down her cheeks.

"I would do whatever you want, Madam."

The meeting with Madam Chardonnay kept Diana at the edge. Even as she was escorted by one of her able-bodied minions out of the office and into the dressing room, Diana could not forget the twisted smile that had been on her madam's lips. She tried not to think of it.

It was just a one-night arrangement. Once she was paid tonight, she would forget about everything, and her life would go back to normal.

All she had to do was dance and give blowjobs if they wanted, right?

Maybe they'll request a lap dance, and try to touch some parts of her body that were not supposed to be touched, but she would allow it to slide, because her mother's life was on the line, and it was more important than anything else.

She walked into the changing room. It was a magnificent cubic room that housed over ten dressing mirrors, twenty stools, a huge ten feet wardrobe filled with different sizes, styles and of thongs, lace bras, socks and gloves. It also housed a huge cabinet filled with makeup supplies. And about fifteen girls who wanted to use everything at once.

All eyes turned to the door to look at her. Diana swallowed hard and lowered her gaze to the ground.

She hated being here when so many people were present. Every one of the girls knew she was from the Redmoon pack, a minority pack, and it made it possible for them to treat her like shit.

She couldn't make any noise about it, because she could be tossed back to Redmoon, which had been torn down after going to war with their pack, Silvermoon.

They sent her nasty looks, hissed and turned away from her. She walked with her head bowed down until she got to an empty stool at the end of the room. From the mirror, she could see some of the girls turn to her and shake their heads with disgust.

She tried as much as she could to ignore them.

She kept her eyes down and her ears on guard. Information about clients that were present always spread around in the dressing room. She hoped she would hear gossip about the Herd Brothers she had been asked to meet.

"Valerie, Ranny, were any of you privileged to see the VVIP section of the club today?" One of the girls called out.

Diana's ears stood alert, her prayers had been answered.

"I went over there to dance for a while, but Ieft immediately when I saw the Herd Brothers step in!" Another girl called out. Diana noticed how the girls gasped and widened their eyes in shock.

She swallowed hard and fixed her eyes on her reflection in the mirror. She picked up a half empty tube of lipgloss and applied the liquid on her lips.

"I would definitely love a section with them! I mean, have you seen them from up close? They look like men the goddess crafted on a good day and sent to Earth to ruin our lives!" Another girl called out. Diana saw her fan herself with her right hand as her lashes fluttered.

"And our pussies too! I mean, word goes around that when they have their eyes on you, they don't only watch you dance. They take you out and they fuck the shit out of you! Which is strange. Everyone knows that they hate themselves, their rivalry has been since birth. Yet, they enjoy fucking the same women and at the same time. Pretty twisted if you ask me."

"And hot. So fucking hot." Someone called out from the crowd and the rest of the girls laughed.

But as for Diana, her stomach turned in a very unpleasant way. Her intestines tied themselves into a tight knot and she thought she was going to vomit all over the mirror.

She had been assigned to entertain them for tonight!

How was she supposed to survive it?

"I mean, whoever goes with them tonight would be really lucky. I would kill to have sex with those two at the same time."

"I know right? Handsome, rich, and with a very sexy hate-yet-love fetish."

"Can you call it that?"

"No idea."

Diana was lost in her thoughts. That was the last sentence she heard before she felt a soft palm squeeze her right shoulder.

She jerked up and turned around to meet bright green eyes.

Kiwi, the only girl in club Chardonnay that spoke to her, smiled at her and looked into the mirror.

"I heard what happened, Diana. I hope you're alright. What did she say? Madam Chardonnay, that is."

Fuck! Diana screamed internally.

She had not wanted her story to become public news, but it was obvious it was already too late.

Diana rose up from her chair and adjusted the straps of her red lace bra. She flashed Kiwi a forced smile and spoke.

"Nothing serious. I was able to explain myself." She looked over the girl's shoulder as though she was in a hurry. She did not want to stand here and give her information that the girls could use to make fun of her.

"Diana Cornel!"

The room turned silent, all eyes locked on her again.

Diana looked towards the door and found a guard staring straight at her.

"I've got to go." Was all she said, before brushing past the girl in front of her and heading towards the door.

The guard leered down at her before ushering her out of the changing room. Diana continued to suck in deep breaths.

She tried to assure herself that she was good enough to take whatever happened in the VVIP section. She pleaded with her inner mind to remember that it was all for her mother's sake.

All the pain and hurt would go away once her mother was back home and on her feet again.

She walked out of the corridor into the club's dancehall. Loud music blasted from speakers stationed all over the room. The main hall reeked of sweat, tobacco, alcohol, and oddly...sex.

Diana kept her eyes on the crowd as she was ushered out of the main dance hall. When she got to the door of the VVIP section, Madam Chardonnay was in a skimpy dress that exposed the folds of her stomach, and her lash extensions were so thick, they almost covered her eyes.

Diana's heart began to pound furiously against the muscles of her chest. She did not want to be here, she did not want to do any of this.

But life had not given her a choice. Life never gave her a choice.

Madam Chardonnay placed her huge palm on her bare waist and whispered into her right ear.

"The younger Herd, the red-haired, is here for his bachelor's party. Everyone in this room was invited by him, including the dark-haired older brother. They always sit together and they are your main targets. If you get it right, you could go home and come back with two thousand dollars."

Diana's eyes widened immediately.

Two thousand dollars?!

That was sure to go a long way in completing her mother's bill!

"So, don't fuck it up. Do you hear me?" The last statement was a warning, one Diana understood very well.

"Yes, madam." She muttered underneath her breath.

Madam Chardonnay replied with a smug smile and pushed the door open.

As they walked in, Diana was welcomed with a mixture of scents; rich colognes, sweat, liquor, weed and tobacco.

The red neon light in the room made it almost impossible to see any faces clearly. But she could tell there were seven men in the room, and five out of them had whores on their thighs.

Make that four - one man had his whore pulling out his cock from his pants.

Diana raised her eyes up immediately, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Madam Chardonnay cleared her throat and clapped to attract attention to them.

Diana's legs froze on the spot.

"Gentlemen, good evening!" She started, with a bright smile.

"I heard there was a groovy bachelor's party going on here. So, I brought my best..."

Diana felt her whole world turn upside down when Madam Chardonnay placed her hands on her shoulders and led her to the front.

"...girl to entertain the groom for tonight. She would be all yours...to dance, and make all your dreams come true."

Diana scanned the room with dark blue eyes. Five of the men chanted their cheers, even the girl's on their laps looked happy to see her - or they were just high on whatever was being passed around the room.

However, all her disgust was flushed away immediately; two pairs of eyes; green ones, and blue ones, rested on her half naked body.

The red-haired man puffed out smoke from his beautifully curved lips, while the dark-haired man stuck the vape pipe into his mouth and puffed the smoke through his nostrils.

By the goddess! They were as handsome as sin!

She felt a gnawing feeling in her stomach, but it was not of disgust. The butterflies in her stomach began their happy dance and her pussy tingled with...desire, excitement. She was overwhelmed with fear and raw need.

The red-haired brother tilted his head to the right. His green eyes threatened to bore holes into her skin, but Diana would have preferred he bored something else into somewhere else.

Heavens! What was wrong with her?

The man's eyes raked her body, causing waves of sinful pleasure to ripple through her.

In a short sentence, he picked her sense of reasoning and tossed it into the trash.

"Turn around." He growled.

Diana turned around slowly, and her wolf, Sapphire, growled within her. The silver wolf had never reacted to anyone's presence in such a way. What could possibly be different about...the two of them?

Her wolf was reacting to the both brothers? She thought.

Diana gulped her saliva hard, and pushed it down to her stomach.

She was not a whore, she was far from it. But for some strange reasons, she had the dire need to be slutted out by the brothers.

She wanted to be claimed by them - not one of them, but the both of them.

She did not understand why she wanted the both of them. She noticed the man's green eyes on her. His brother kept his gaze straight and steady, boring holes into her skin with his fierce gaze.

Diana did as she was instructed and turned around. It was a slow spin, she knew Madam Chardonnay had eyes everywhere. She wanted the woman to see that she was being desired by her two most important customers in the club.

Diana made sure her ass jiggled when her spin was half completed.

She returned to her first position and rested her right hand on her hip.

The red-haired man smiled in satisfaction. He raised his right hand, and his index finger beckoned on her to come to him.

Diana felt a wave of pleasure ripple through her skin. It left her with a cold spine, heated cheeks and wet panties.

"Come." He ordered.

One word, one syllable, yet powerful enough to kick her from the floor to the crowds.

Even his voice sounded like sin, daring and pleasurable sin.

A part of her was screaming internally. The voice pleaded with her to run as fast as she could. The small voice ordered her to take a fast spin and run for her life. It begged her to never return to the club again.

But, a greater part of her - the part that yearned to be as close to them as possible - pushed her first foot forward. Her second foot followed, and before she knew it, she was walking towards the man.

He didn't take his eyes off her for a second, so Diana kept her sturdy gaze on him.

She moved past other men in the room and stood in front of him.

She watched as his green orbs traveled from her eyes, to her nose, it fell on her lips, moved to her neck, and rested on her chest.

His gaze lingered on her breasts and she saw him lick his lips sensually.

Her legs tingled, she could feel her clitoris swell in between her legs.

He looked down at her belly button, and his gaze rested on her thong. He allowed his orbs to dance around her freshly waxed pussy.

He did not look away from it, and Diana had a sense he did not plan to.

He parted his legs and tapped both his thighs.

"Sit." He ordered. His eyes were yet to leave her pussy.

Diana found it hard to focus. She felt helpless, hopeless. There was no way she could resist everything she was feeling for him.

She placed both her legs beside his, and settled on his thighs.

She straddled herself on top of his legs and moved her waist slowly to the beat of the music.

The man's firm hands clasped the naked skin of her ass. He squeezed her flesh so hard, his fingers grazed her skin.

Fuck!

She was turned on in ways she could not describe. She should have been offended, this was the same reason she had almost killed Delacroix. But for them, she wanted more, she needed more.

While she continued to move her waist gently, she froze when her pussy brushed his hard erection. Diana's eyes widened as she stared at him. His lips carved into a thin smile, and every bit of common sense in her was flung out of the window.

With hands still firm on her ass, he pushed her further on top of his dick. His erection poked her wet panties.

Diana was losing herself faster than she intended to.

Everything he did made her want to bend over and be fucked by them - hard.

While she grinded his dick, he threw his head back and gripped her ass harder. Diana allowed a soft moan to escape her lips.

She wasn't sure how long she could continue like this without opting to take her panties off.

"What do we have here?" The second Herd spoke beside them.

Diana turned to him.

Dark blue eyes peered at hers.

Chiseled jaw and oval eyes, soft and pale pink lips. He was no doubt more good looking than his brother.

Diana could not tell who she wanted more now. Perhaps it was best to have both of them at once.

He stretched his hand to hers and raised her fingers up to his face.

He was either very drunk or high in the clouds. Either way, Diana swore she was going to enjoy every bit of it, every inch of them she could take.

Slowly and gently, he left small kisses on all her fingers. He kissed every finger sensually, allowing her ample time to savor the effect of the first kiss, before moving over to the second.

Fuck! She was so turned on and needy.

Suddenly, she was excited just thinking of the part where the two brothers fucked her.

The girls had spoken about it.

She wondered what it would be like to have both dicks stuck in her at the same time.

Her stomach turned with pleasure and desire. Her nipples felt hard and firm.

She wished one of them, or both of them would squeeze her breasts and claim her hard nipples with their mouth.

Diana was still focused on the second Herd brother, when the red-haired one seized her chin with his right hand. He forcefully turned her face to his.

He wore a thick scowl on his face, his dick grew even harder, and longer. It was almost impossible to sit on it without wanting to be fucked.

"Don't take your eyes off me." He growled.

Damn! So sexy.

She had no choice but to obey his orders.

She stared at him while he watched her dance on his dick.

Soon, she heard the voice of her wolf scream within her.

"Mate!" Sapphire yelled.

Diana blinked twice. She heard the sirens that went off in her head and she shook her head vehemently, hoping that the sound would go away.

It must have been a figment of her imagination, a thought that had crossed her mind from being so needy.

However, once she looked into the man's green eyes again, the voice of her wolf screamed again.

"Mate!"

He watched her with a corny smile. Diana's heart started to pound against her chest.

How could she be mated to one of the Herd Brothers?

And he was smiling! Did he know?

Was he the one who was to get married?

So many questions ran through her mind. Yet, she couldn't stop.

She could only hope he did not know. It would make it easier for her to avoid him, and disappear from his life that way.

The second Herd brother reached for the strap of her bra and toyed with it. Diana risked a glance at him.

It was then Sapphire did the unthinkable.

She screamed, "mate", for the second time!

Diana's breath hung in her throat. She found it impossible to breathe in or breathe out. She wanted to speak, but it was twice as impossible to do so.

She saw a thin smirk form on the second brother's face, and her heart ceased to beat.

Her thoughts froze in her head, it became impossible to look away from him, no matter how hard she tried.

He noticed it, she could tell he did. He let go of her bra's strap and touched her jaw. His thumb caressed the softness of her lips, he played with her lower lip while licking his gently.

Diana could hear both her wolf and pussy scream at her at once.

The man looked away from him and turned to his brother.

"What do you say, brother? Shall we put on a show for our little mate?"

A sharp and proud gasp escaped her throat. She wanted to melt into the man's body and disappear for life!

Shock, confusion, and fear washed through her. She didn't know what to do.

For twenty-two years, she had stayed without having a mate. Even when she had boyfriends in the past, none of them had ever turned out to be her mate.

Yet, here she was, in front of her two mates! Two brothers!

If they knew they were both mated to her, how could they take it so casually?!

Did they have a fetish for sharing mates too? Or were they just too high to care about anything else?!

Diana could not do it anymore!

She had to rise, get out, and run for her life as fast as she could.

She opened her mouth to excuse herself, but the red-haired Herd brushed his thumb against her hard nipple.

Diana lost her ability to think and turned to him. Her keen eyes rested on his charming green ones, and he focused on her, whole he pinched her nipples softly.

She could feel his dick continue to poke her through his pants.

"Come on, little mate," He started to speak. Diana swallowed hard.

"What do you say?"