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  The nurse picked up the questioning with Elise’s medical history. She had never smoked nor done drugs. Never drank. No surgeries or history of medical issues in her or her family. Her medical history was as plain and boring as the rest of her life had been.

  Except for one thing.

  “How many sexual partners?”

  Elise felt heat rush up her chest and neck to burn in her cheeks. She kept reminding herself that being a virgin was nothing to be ashamed about. It was all part of the plan, not because she was undesirable.

  “None.”

  Elise had taken a seat on the exam table and was studying her clasped hands. When she flicked her gaze up to the nurse after a prolonged pause, she could see the disbelief on the woman’s face.

  “You’ve had no sexual partners? In your entire life?”

  Pulling her shoulders back, Elise nodded.

  “That’s correct.”

  “You realize you’re about to receive a pelvic exam, and the doctor will be able to tell?”

  “Yes.”

  The questions were insulting, but Elise conceded that her status was hard to believe. She didn’t know a single person her age that hadn’t had at least one partner.

  Taking a deep breath and blowing it out, the nurse went back to tapping on her tablet.

  “I guess we can skip the rest of these for now then. I need you to strip and lie on the table.”

  Eyes darting around, Elise looked for the usual paper gown and drape you wore during an exam, but none were in sight. The nurse seemed to guess what she was looking for, because she walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a pale green square barely large enough to cover the tops of her legs if Elise pressed them together.

  “The gown is pointless since the doctor will be examining all of you and you’d just have to take it off again. His time is important, and we can’t keep him waiting. Strip and cover yourself with this if you must.”

  Turning, she left the room, the door clicking shut behind her. Left speechless, Elise swallowed and slid to the floor.

  Slipping her feet out of the flats she had worn, she pushed them under the chair before pulling her dress over her head. Unhooking her bra, she folded it into her dress before placing them on top of her bag.

  Hesitant, she hooked her fingers into the sides of her panties. These exams were always uncomfortable, but this one was already worse than usual.

  Sighing, she slid them down her thighs and stuffed them under the dress before returning to her seat on the table. One arm crossed over her chest, Elise fidgeted with the square in her lap until she heard footsteps outside the door.

  It swung open without even a courtesy knock, the man striding in like he owned the world. Grey head held high, his white coat hung from his lanky frame. His eyes were so dark behind his glasses it was hard to see where his iris ended, and pupil began. The only reassuring thing was that his scent marked him as a beta.

  One side of his lips pulled up in a smirk that made shivers run down her spine. Maybe not so reassuring after all. He was still male. His eyes roamed over her body as he took a seat on the stool.

  “I believe you were told to lie on the table.”

  His voice was smooth in a way that made Elise think of grease coating the back of her tongue. Feeling herself flush, she dropped her eyes and obediently laid back, knees pressed together as her lower legs dangled over the end.

  Rolling closer, he pulled stirrups out of the table, locking them into place before tapping her on the knee. Sucking in a shaky breath, she lifted her leg and let him guide her foot to the stirrup.

  Both feet in place, the little square slid up to her stomach, leaving Elise a clear view of his face between her thighs.

  Core clenching in the natural instinct to protect herself, she could see the smile stretching his lips as he turned his attention to her face. Eyes never leaving hers, he reached over to the counter and grabbed a pair of gloves.

  “Since you told the nurse you’re a virgin, I’ll use my fingers to begin the exam. It’ll be less painful for you if you’ve never been stretched.”

  Her stomach churned as he rolled closer and his gaze dropped back to her core. The doctor’s hand moved to the top of her mound, his finger and thumb spreading her lips as his palm pressed down to hold her hips in place.

  She still jerked when his other hand brushed over her clit, and she could see his eyes light up as his smirk grew. Elise felt his finger run down the edge of each inner lip before he pressed it to her entrance, causing her to tense.

  Thrusting it in until the backs of his knuckles pressed against her, she couldn’t stop the gasp when he pulled out and shoved in a second without letting her adjust. Pushing up with the tips of his fingers, he twisted his hand back and forth before removing them.

  “I’ll need to use a speculum to ascertain if your hymen is still intact. You should try to relax.”

  After the lack of gentleness with his fingers, the thought of him thrusting the speculum into her with the same suddenness had every muscle in her body tightening.

  Eyes focused on the ceiling, Elise jumped at the sound of a drawer opening and shutting below her. Almost to the point of panting, she was everything other than relaxed.

  She jerked when she felt his hand touch the inside of her thigh and he let out a chuckle.

  “Shhh. I’ll go easy. A virgin would be a special thing.”

  Chapter Four

  Elise felt the speculum press against her, its blunt tip larger than his fingers had been. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to unclench.

  He didn’t press it in far before she felt it opening, the clicks of the instrument causing her legs to twitch. She was spread wide, her opening burning at the unaccustomed stretch.

  “Well, it appears you are a virgin after all.”

  She ignored the surprise in his voice, focusing on counting the little black dots in the ceiling tile above her head. The man seemed to enjoy her discomfort and she didn’t want to give him any more satisfaction.

  “I just need to take a swab and then we’ll be done with this part.”

  There was an odd sensation inside her, and then he was removing the speculum. Elise let out a sigh of relief as she clenched her knees together, heels still spread wide by the stirrups.

  She tried to soothe herself with the thought that the worst was over.

  The doctor rolled away, standing and turning to the counter to do whatever was necessary with the swab as she sat up and covered her lap. Wrapping an arm around her chest, she waited for him to leave.

  Turning back to face her, he raised an eyebrow.

  “Stand, facing me.”

  Her brows drew together in confusion, and the doctor gave her another greasy smile.

  “I still need to perform my inspection, and you have to be photographed.”

  Unsure what he meant, Elise slid to the floor, doing as he instructed. She tried to hold the paper against her, but the doctor came closer and pulled it from her hand.

  “Arms by your sides.”

  Holding up his tablet, he circled Elise. She never expected him to photograph her naked, but it didn’t surprise her. She reminded herself she was a commodity meant to make money for her government.

  The man was only a little taller than her, and when he finished with the tablet, he sat it down and stepped in front of her again. Placing his palms on her shoulders, his hands were dry and cold. She shivered at his touch, goosebumps rising along her arms as he ran his hands down them.

  Stopping at her wrist, he said, “Now out to the sides.”

  Lifting her arms, Elise jumped when she felt his hands on her hips.

  “Easy there.”

  His tone was teasing, but it set her teeth on edge. Her jaw clenched as he moved his palms up her sides, the way he touched her feeling far more personal than a health exam.

  When he reached the sides of her chest, he paused. Raising her eyes back to the ceiling, Elise knew what was coming. Telling herself it would be
over soon, she tried to keep her breathing even as his hands wrapped around her breasts.

  Squeezing and pushing them together, his eyes were fixed on her chest when she glanced down. His tongue slipping out to wet his lips made her jerk her gaze upwards again, unwilling to watch his expression as he violated her.

  Turning his hands with each squeeze, he made a mockery of feeling for lumps like doctors had at her previous exams. He gripped tight enough that she began to wince with each squeeze, her breasts growing tender.

  Elise yelped in surprise when he pinched her nipples, jerking away and cupping her abused flesh.

  The doctor just chuckled, shrugging with one shoulder.

  “I needed to check for sensitivity. Do you have pain anywhere?”

  Shaking her head, she kept her eyes on him as he began to circle. She wanted nothing more than for this man to leave, but his expression said he wasn’t done with her yet.

  “Turn and place your hands on the table.”

  Her jaw dropped at his order, but the grin that had been on his face throughout the visit disappeared, replaced with a cold, uncaring visage.

  “If I cannot complete my inspection, I will have to list you as damaged since I can’t attest otherwise.”

  Throat working to swallow the lump that had formed, Elise felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes. She’d seen people abuse their power plenty of times, and they only did it when they knew they wouldn’t be punished.

  Trembling, her gaze moved to the table, hands reaching out without conscious thought. Palms flat on the vinyl surface, she waited for whatever was coming.

  Was her virginity not valued as highly as she thought it was? Or would he lie and say she hadn’t been one to begin with?

  Muscles tensing as she heard him move behind her, she clenched her eyes shut. He started at her shoulders again, fingers stroking the sides of her neck. Hands spread wide, he began to move down her spine, dipping to the sides to brush against the outside of her breasts once again.

  His fingers tightened when they got to her hips, pulling her until she was forced to take a step back, further exposing herself to him. Head hanging between her arms, Elise tried to hold back the tears.

  His grip on her bottom was just as hard as it had been on her chest, and when he attempted to pull her cheeks apart, she clenched and jerked forward. He made an irritated sound as he clutched her hips again, pulling her even further back and using his foot to kick hers until she was forced to spread them apart.

  Tears leaked from the corner of her eyes, wetting her face before dripping to the floor. Holding her breath so she didn’t sob, Elise shuddered as she felt a finger begin to stroke down the crease of her butt.

  The finger circled her back hole, causing her to flinch, before moving further down to force its way between the lips of her sex. Finding her entrance dry, he clucked his tongue, and she heard a drawer slide open.

  Knees shaking, the first drop of fluid caused her to gasp. Three more drops followed before he removed his finger.

  The sounds she heard terrified her.

  A zipper. Wet sounds.

  Jumping when his hands returned to her bottom, Elise couldn’t stop the cry that left her throat.

  “Be a good girl, and this won’t hurt. You might enjoy it.”

  His voice was soft, like he thought it would comfort her.

  Fingers sliding through the lube he had dripped along her cleft, he pressed one hand flat on her spine as he reached under with the other to her clit. Circling it twice, she cried out again when he pinched it between his fingers.

  It was painful.

  Moving up, he stroked her lower lips. Elise knew this was beyond professional. There was nothing clinical about what this man was doing to her, but she couldn’t find her voice. Words had abandoned her.

  Expecting to feel him press inside her, she wasn’t expecting him to do it to her back hole.

  Arms collapsing, she lurched forward, chest hitting the exam table with a grunt. Eyes and mouth open wide, she could barely let out a squeak as he buried his finger in her ass before cramming in a second.

  She felt the doctor’s pants brush against the back of her thighs, and she slid farther over the table as his other hand left her back. Moving his fingers within her, Elise could feel his body shaking, but she didn’t understand what was happening until she felt the blunt heat of his cock press between her thighs.

  He made a few shallow thrusts, rubbing his head along her dry slit as he jerked himself. Twisting the fingers inside her, he pulled away with a grunt, and she felt hot fluid splash her bottom and the back of her thighs.

  Chapter Five

  Elise was too stunned to react, breath caught in her throat as her mind tried to catch up. The doctor stepped away from her and she heard water running, but she remained where she was, unsure what to do.

  “Get dressed. The nurse will be back in a moment.”

  Voice void of any further interest, the doctor left, door clicking behind him.

  Her tears stopped as numbness spread from her chest. The whirling thoughts ended with the click of the door, her mind a blank fog that seemed too thick to push through.

  Not that she wanted to. This experience would go in the box in her mind that she didn’t visit. The one full of things she didn’t want to remember.

  Standing, Elise found some wipes, cleaning the mess from her bottom as well as she could. Pulling her clothes back on, she sat in the chair against the wall, hands folded over the bag in her lap.

  She didn’t bother to look up when the nurse entered. Elise couldn’t believe the nurse didn’t know what the doctor did to the omegas he processed, and she didn’t want to see her fake smile and pretended interest.

  “I need to take a bit of blood to be sure you’re healthy.”

  Rolling her arm, Elise held it out, eyes still focused on the floor in front of her. The nurse pressed a device to her forearm, a quick prick followed by a green light, and then she was hustling Elise out the door.

  Taking the elevator again, they went up two floors before she left Elise in another waiting room. This one was small, barely large enough for the coffee table and four surrounding chairs, but at least it was clean.

  Elise didn’t sit there long before she heard heels click on the tile hallway.

  “Elise?”

  She looked up into the startling orange eyes of a woman in a white blouse and pencil skirt. Her platinum blonde locks were tucked behind pointed ears, but the rest of her looked human.

  “Yes?”

  Her throat felt thick, but the brain-fog thinned enough to focus on the new person.

  Taking the last few steps toward her, the woman held out her hand.

  “I’m Suri. I’ll be the one finding your match. Now that you’re all done with medical, I’ll be asking you a few more questions about your life to be sure we find someone who will be more than just genetically compatible.”

  The woman wore a bright smile like she believed her words. A small part of Elise wanted to tell her she wasn’t a fool. That she knew they were putting her up for sale to the highest bidder, and it had nothing to do with genetics or improving the species.

  Instead, she forced herself to smile back and take her hand.

  “If you’ll follow me to my office, we’ll get this finished so you can settle in. You’ll stay here until we have a match for you. Depending on where they are in the universe, they’ll come and take you to your new home.”

  Elise listened to her cheery dialogue, letting it pull her further away from the experience on the other floor. You would think something like that would be hard to move on from, but the mind learns to protect itself when exposed to traumatizing events.

  Suri walked with an easy grace that Elise ached to be able to imitate, and next to her, she felt like a toddler waddling along the hall. She realized that unlike the medical personnel, Suri didn’t smell like a beta, but it took a moment to register that she was an omega. Suri smelled different than the others
she had met, but she wasn’t sure if it was something to do with her heritage, or if she was bonded.

  Scanning her neck with interest, Elise caught a glimpse of a scar as Suri leaned forward to take her seat.

  “So, I need to know a bit about your background and education. Where are you from?”

  “I was born in Low End. We moved a lot, but I did well in school until I had to start working.”

  The woman began typing on her tablet.

  “It shows here you completed your eleventh year but didn’t enroll for year twelve.”

  “Yes. I have five younger siblings. There wasn’t room for me anymore, so I had to find work.”

  Suri’s orange eyes lifted to Elise.

  “Your parents left you on your own? At sixteen?”

  Elise shrugged a shoulder.

  “I found a job in a hotel. They let me stay and provided two meals a day. My parents died shortly after I left anyway.”

  Suri seemed surprised by Elise’s words, but it was a frequent story in Low End. Many kids were on their own by that age, even having children of their own. Elise had been lucky to find a job on the edge of the district where things weren’t as bad. It meant she had the opportunity to work her way up until she earned a transfer to a different district.

  “So, no formal education after that? Any special training? Courses you took while working?”

  She shook her head and shrugged again, but Suri gave her a smile.

  “Don’t worry, many alphas don’t expect, or want, their mate to work. The questions are just to learn more about you.”

  Elise nodded, trying to fake a smile in return.

  “Any special interests or hobbies?”

  Her brows drew together, and Suri must have seen her confusion.

  “Do you sing, dance, play an instrument?”

  Elise couldn’t stop her snort. As if she had ever had time for anything frivolous like learning to play an instrument. She hadn’t had a day off in over three years.

  “No. I’m a passible cook and I can sew. Besides that, cleaning is all I know.”