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2024-10-29 19:42:56I plunge inside her.
Hot. Moist. Sensations spiral out from my groin. Warmth fills my chest. All my nerve endings seem to fire at once and I grit my teeth. The feeling is so different, so intimate. My muscles bunch, my throat closes, and…this can’t be right.
It can’t feel so good to be inside her, to have her pussy clamp around me and milk me. The need to pound into her is so strong, and yet, overriding it is this need to protect. All emotions I have never experienced before, least of all for this dominion whom I hadn’t known until a few days ago.
My thigh muscles lock, and my biceps tremble as my arms support my body weight.
She digs her heels into my back. “What are you waiting for?” She bares her teeth.
And, really, she is only a tiny thing, less than half my size. And I am leaning over her, my muscles far stronger. It would take only one flick of my wrist to overpower her. The she
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When I come to it is to the thud of his heart under my cheek. I slide my fingers over warm skin. Turn my face and bury my nose in the light smattering of hair on his chest.The scent of his sweat and musk of his arousal turns me on, and it also strangely soothes me. I feel protected and cherished, and the still thinking part of my mind warns me I am falling into a place from which there is no return. I try to move only to find there is a heavy weight around my waist. It’s his arm, which is massive enough to hold me down.It feels so right that I know it’s wrong.Not like this.All my life I’ve spent fighting that core inside me, the part that was intrinsically dominion that needed to be tamed, subdued, knotted, and bred. And in one stroke he…this leader, the most monstrous of all in the city, has done just that. And I had encouraged him. The faint recollection of giving him what he wanted, of calling him by his name
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I walk into the war room for the daily recon to find the place is empty, except for Ethan. He rises to his feet as I walk in. I slow my steps.It’s not in the man to be that formal. Oh, he respects me all right, only he’s not given to such outward gestures, not when we are on our own.I pull out a chair, drop into it, and tip it all the way back. “Kayden is preparing to attack?”Ethan goes still; his gaze narrows.“Don’t be so surprised, Second.” I set the chair on its front legs with a thump. “The fucker is bound to spring that on us when we least expect it—” “Namely right after initiating the peace talks?” Ethan frowns. “Why amI not surprised that you’d have already anticipated it?”“Admit it, you are impressed.” I push back the chair, then prop my legs on the table.Ethan watches me with a frown. “That’s
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I look at myself in the mirror and wince. My hair is caked with cum, and there is fluid drying on my body. My lips are swollen, the skin around my lips is chafed, my nipples look unusually larger, and my breasts…?I cup them and grimace.They feel sore, like they have been squeezed and pummeled.Well, to be fair, he had been gentle with my breasts. Overall, he’d been gentle with my body. For a big man like him, his fingers are unusually light in their touch. He’d rubbed his cum into every part of me that he could access, then poured some of our joined-up liquids into my mouth, and I had…loved it.I admit it.I had relished every touch, feel, taste of him.I had reveled in his scent. I had fucked him right back.I grasp the edge of the wash basin and lean forward, my hair falling over my face, bringing with it the scent of sex. That darker, deeper, muskier essence of his laced with the lighter on
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I pause with the croissant halfway to my lips, and stare at him.Spit drools from my open mouth.For once, all of the graces instilled in me since childhood, since I was brought up as the treasured dominion in the household of the Czar of Russia, desert me. But then it has been a long time since anyone has called me by my full name. The name which I’d hoped I’d left behind when I escaped from Russia.I’d run away from the arrangement my father had in mind for me… straight into a bond with an leader who is much more fearsome.Why is it that everywhere I turn there is always a man who wants to hold me down, collar me, bond to me, make me feel like I am secondary, only an dominion?‘You’re not an average dominion…’ My mother’s voice echoes in my ears. ‘You are a pure-born dominion who carries in your blood the genes of the Russian royal family. The genes that guar
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I am so close to her that I can see the little creases around her eyes. I can see the pores on her skin, the freckles on her nose, the creamy expanse of her throat; I want to lean in and touch to remind myself she is as soft as I remember her to be. Then her throat moves as she swallows. Nervousness and fear come off her in waves.And that stops me.When I had dragged her here and fucked her… It wasn’t completely against her will, for she had all but begged me to take her, but she was also in the high of her heat cycle then, had not been in her right mind, and her body had needed me. But now?Her gaze is clear even as those green eyes burn with desire. Her body trembles. The sugary scent of her arousal fills the air. She presses her bare toes into the floor. Every part of her is eager for me, and yet she holds back.“Don’t be afraid.”She starts at my voice, her gaze flying to my face.
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I hear his voice as if from a distance. See his face set in an expression of determination. His jaw firms. A nerve ticks at his temple.His chest planes ripple under his dark skin, and all I can think of is going to him, dragging my fingernails over his chest and marking him. Then, throwing myself at him and asking him to take me over and over again until I reach that space where all that remains is that bare essence of my soul—a naked need, a burning desire to be part of something.To be joined to him in a way that I have never been to anyone else and never will be again. And that thought is a shock.But is it, is it really? When I’d known from the time I’d set foot in this palace that there would be only one logical conclusion. That I was going to be taken and knotted, and not by any leader, but by the most powerful of all of them. And inside I’d been ready. More than ready. Maybe it was that genetic superior
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I’d walked out of there and that was not what I had intended. I’d wanted to try to be civil, to stay with her, make sure she was okay after the last few days. And that thought itself is so unnatural. What does it matter how she feels? She is my hostage. The daughter of an enemy who’d walked into my palace with the express need to hurt me. Why did she agree to do that?I’d never bothered to ask her of her intentions.I didn’t need to.The look on her face when I had called her out on her own identity was proof enough. Besides, I am judge, jury, and executioner. I don't need to explain my decisions to anyone, and certainly not to an dominion.And yet that part of me that seems to come alive when I’m around her, insists that I give her the benefit of the doubt.Why is it that the sight of her green eyes, wide and with tears shimmering in them, haunts me? That scent of hers, that familiar,
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The shirt I wear, his shirt, whips around my thighs. Reaching the other end of the building, I hear the shouts as soldiers pursue me.I still can’t believe he’d left the suite without locking it behind him, that there had been no guard on duty. Rocky was crude and an leader-hole, but he wasn’t sloppy. Had he done this deliberately?Yet, this is too good an opportunity, and I have to take it, even if it means being caught and punished. I have nothing to lose.The sound of footsteps racing in pursuit thunders, and blood thuds at my temples; my pulse beats so fast that I feel dizzy, yet I keep going.I run through the gardens, to where the scent of the river floats to me. A cry breaks out behind me, and I pick up my pace.My feet skid on the stones, and pain rips up my legs. I bite my lip to hold back my groans. Stumbling over the uneven ground I reach the parapet wall and peer over the side. The water of the T
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I MARCHED to the end of the property and split the barbed wire to step between it.Rocky and I had repaired the fence where the bull came through, but I had yet to confront Sam about it. I’d been saving it as an excuse to be on his property at some point. And truthfully? I’d been too wrapped up in spending time with Rocky for the last week to use that excuse.Now? It was time.I’d wasted a week, but now I was back on the job.Except the time hadn’t been wasted. It had been everything I needed to live. Now it was all gone. Returning to the life I had before Rocky felt like jumping in a lake with cement shoes on.Nothing could be done about that.I’d hurt him. He wasn’t going to forgive me. Even if he did, I couldn’t stay. I had a job back in Phoenix. Or wherever I went on assignment next.Except that thought made the brick in the pit of my s
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I STOOD ROOTED to the ground, staring at the beautiful alpha wolf meant for Rocky. The one Layla had told me about.Oh God.This was the train wreck I saw coming.Rocky wasn’t looking at her, though. He was looking at me—the pain of betrayal burning in his gaze. I’d made him look at me that way. It was my own doing.I scrambled into the car and rushed to start it. I had to get away. Leave him to get on with his life. I backed up fast, tires skidding the dirt, then took off for home.Home. Ha. What a joke.I tried to stay strong, but halfway back to the house, I broke down and cried the whole rest of the short drive. It was any wonder I didn’t end up in a ditch. Everything I’d thought would happen, had. Rocky learned the truth and felt slighted. No, that wasn’t the right word. Betrayed.He’d bared his soul, and that of his community, to me
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WE WERE NEARING the full moon, but this wasn’t a get together to shift and run in the moonlight. Instead, it was an afternoon picnic. By five o’clock, about twenty pack members were in the field behind the house. Usually, we met in the barn, so there was some shade and a roof in case it rained, but the construction project wasn’t finished. Sawhorses with boards across were set up as tables for the hefty quantity of food everyone brought. From Layla’s and Jenny’s potato salad to peach pie, hamburgers and even homemade ice cream had been devoured. The Barn Cats were tuning their instruments and setting chairs beneath a tree where they’d perform. Some laid out blankets, so they could sit and listen. Others had brought fold-up chairs.Grace sat beside me in a pretty green sundress that matched her eyes and had me wanting to slip the little straps off her shoulders and devour what was beneath. I’d kept as close as I could to her since she
