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Rite of Submission 32: Taming the Beast
With a deep breath, I squared my shoulders and walked into the office. I took the long way around his desk so that he couldn’t miss me. He barely looked up, “What are you doing?” his voice was gruff and unamused. Biting my tongue I finished walking around the desk, stopping beside his chair. Without a word I knelt down on the floor, sitting back on my heels, and pushed my hair back over my shoulders before placing my hands on my thighs. I still looked up at him, instead of down at the floor. “What are you doing?” he asked again, sounding tired this time. “The deal was I’d give you one day,” I felt stupid even as I said it but it was the only card I had to play that could possibly throw him off balance. I’d promised I’d take one night to explore the possibilities of what accepting the contract could mean. I’d never promised to do it without my own stipulations and agenda. He sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose like he had a headache. “I’ve a
Rite of Submission 33: Pieces of our Past
I felt myself wobble as I knelt there; desperately fighting off the dizzying head spin I was in. With agonizing slowness, I pulled new air into my lungs, but it felt thick and heavy, “That’s not possible.” With an apologetic look, he shrugged, “I’d be inclined to agree with you, but here we are.” He pushed himself back up to his feet, flexing his hand as if trying to decide something. “It wouldn’t be the first thing that’s gone against everything I’ve known to be true for my entire life.” He offered me a hand to stand up. Ignoring the offered hand, I stood up on my own. He caught my shoulders, keeping me from falling over as another dizzy spell washed over me. “I’m fine,” I steadied myself and brushed his hands away. I needed more answers, but I couldn’t stay in this room anymore, the air was too thick, and I was not going to be alone with him in a room with a bed right now. That just left the sitting room. I walked past him, refusing to look at him, a
Rite of Submission 34: Mixed Company
We were getting ready to hop back onto the motorcycle, loosely wrapped in each other’s arms when I recognized a high pitched squeal. The look on Dmitri’s face told me that he hadn’t thought of the possibility that we might run into someone who know me. I turned in his arms towards the sound, dreading the encounter. “Lexi? Oh my god! It is you! Your parents said you had taken an internship out of town, I can’t believe you came home and didn’t even call us.” She headed right for us with her long time on-again-off-again boyfriend Erik. “Chill out Mel, and give our girl a chance to get a word in.” Erik cocked his head and gave me a good long look, “Damn, Lex, looking good.” I barely heard the growl in Dmitri’s throat before I launched into making introductions, “This is Melissa and her boyfriend Erik, we all went to school together. This is Dmitri Volkov, my…” I didn’t know how to explain who he was to me. I couldn’t call him my mate, and
Rite of Submission 35: When Worlds Collide
Somehow we’d survived our first date, meeting each other’s friends and spending time together that didn’t involve either of us being naked. It was as easy as breathing to get along with him when we were both on the same page and he wasn’t trying to with hold information from me. Our problems were centered on the fact that he had memories that I did not, throwing any kind of relationship we could have off balance. He was already too invested when I didn’t know if I even liked him in the way he wanted me to. His need to dominate and control everything didn’t help. He’d grown quiet once we left the VIP area behind and now I felt him getting distant on the ride back to the pack house. Even though I had my arms wrapped tightly around his waist with my chest and cheek pressed against his back as we raced through the dark empty streets, it felt like he was somewhere far away. “You’re doing it again,” I muttered under my breath as I climb off the back of the b
Rite of Submission 36: Looking for the Point of No Return
We were only able to get a few hours of sleep before the sun started to brighten the room. I was surprised by my unwillingness to try to wriggle out from under his arms. Resting my chin on his chest, I watched him as he slept instead. His arms wrapped tighter around me, “Are you going to stare at me all morning?” His eyes blinked open, and a soft smile greeted me as they focused on me. “You do it to me all the time,” I shrugged, “thought I’d give it a try.” I placed a kiss on his jaw and tried to untangle my limbs from him and crawl out of bed. He rolled us over, pinning me down to the bed with his body, “Where do you think you’re going?” “The bathroom,” I doubled my efforts to wriggle out of his grasp. His lips found mine, little sparks blooming throughout me as we kissed. He pulled back with a knowing smile, “Are you sure that you want to get out of bed? I’m sure Sophie would understand if we…” I sma
Rite of Submission 37: Humble Pie
Sophie asked to help me make the food for our scandalous lunch plan, obsessed with the reaction she’d gotten from Nathan when she told him she’d helped make the cinnamon rolls from yesterday. The staff had gotten used to seeing us down in the smaller kitchen over the last few days and kept my list of staples in stock, happy to stand back and let us have free reign. We made Blake promise not to tattle on us, promising him some time off to visit his mate while we had lunch with Dmitri and Nathan. I frowned at the list the chef had handed me that was supposed to be their lunch order. It didn’t seem fair to me that he restricted Sophie’s cereal choices, sugar rush aside, while he and his Beta were going to have a basic pub order. I stared at the bowl of ground chuck, making faces as I decided what to do with it. Throwing together some flour, sugar and salt, I decided to make dough to fry the beef in, mixing in some water, oil and even vodka. I let Sophie k
Rite of Submission 38: Control
I was curled up in one of the leather armchairs trying to thumb through a book that Sophie insisted I read when Dmitri finally found his way back up to his suite for the night. I was expecting a punishment or two tonight for, hopefully, giving Candy a black eye earlier. I had already figured out what his reasons would be. It would either be for losing my temper, not letting him deal with her, or for putting myself in danger. I ignored him as he looked me over, pretending to still be reading as I sat there in the silky midnight blue shorts and cami set. I even moved deliberately slow to lick my thumb and turn the page. He gave me a thoughtful look, shrugging out of the suit jacket and folding it over his arm. “Hmm…” his voice rumbling in a deep timber that sent little sparks dancing over my skin. I smiled, but kept my eyes on the book. He walked away through the rooms out of my sight. My heart did a little flip in my chest, anticipating what new ways he’d find to tormen
Rite of Submission 39: Reckless Abandon
He had my legs folded up and pressed wide open to give him complete access to everything between my thighs. I couldn’t remember how we ended up on the floor, but his tongue was flicking over my clit so fast that I couldn’t really put together a comprehensive thought at the moment. Now each swish of his tongue brought me closer to sweet ecstasy and he didn’t stop until I was writhing on the floor like I was having a seizure. When the spasms started to slow, he slid his tongue in one long stroke from my core to my clit, making me shudder anew. He left a trail of kisses up over my stomach, breasts and neck as he climbed over me. I could taste myself on his lips as he slammed his mouth over mine. His tongue swirled against my own as he pulled my hair to tilt my head back. His movemen
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Rite of Submission 70: Alpha of Alphas
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Rite of Submission 69: Fight Like a Girl
As promised, I’d begged for most of the night, but not for forgiveness. Even with my healing abilities, I woke up with sore, protesting muscles and flaming red buttocks. It made it that much more difficult to slip out of bed without waking him as the sun started peeking over the horizon. I wanted to try to actually learn how to train today, before training in a group with Sophie and the newly selected female enforcers. I’d had to pour the sway on extra thick to get Nathan to agree to meet with me without telling Dmitri about it. “You said sunrise,” he grumbled as I made my way into the sparing room under the house. “Careful Beta,” I warned, knowing it irked him to b
Rite of Submission 68: Alpha
‘Sophia would like to know if you two are going to be indisposed all day,’ Dmitri’s groan told me that Nathan had linked both of us and awoken him as well. ‘Has she had breakfast set up in her rooms,’ his thought sounded more annoyed than he felt as his mouth kissed my shoulder, making my skin tingle. ‘No, Alpha,’ Nathan sounding just as annoyed, ‘As per your mate’s suggestion, she’s had our breakfast meeting set up in the main dining room today.’ I wondered if he could feel my eyes roll through the link. ‘Coffee,’ I tr
Rite of Submission 67: Mine
I found myself breathless, with my face smashed into the mattress. Struggling, I sucked in a breath to cope with the burn that radiated across my stinging buttocks, as his hand connected to shove my whole body forward; sliding me off of his expended member. The sudden emptiness made me acutely aware of the dull ache throbbing between my legs. My legs felt like limp noodles, not responding to my attempts to stand or at least roll over onto my side. “Haven’t you had your fill yet?” he practically snarled. My endeavors to assure him it was only me now died as muffles into the bed. The sound slap on my ass ripped a sharp cry from my throat. ‘It’s me! It’s me! It’s
Rite of Submission 66: Dark & Twisted Delights
I feel asleep with a sense of serenity I’d never felt before. Waking now and stretching my arms, I can’t help but worry if I’d dreamt it. Blue eyes, not black pools when he said he loved me. I jerked upright when my hand found only empty space beside me. ‘Dmitri?’ I tried to picture his face as I reached my thoughts out to him. Relief settled over me like a warm blanket, ‘Welcome back to the land of the living, Princess.’ I could feel his relief as well, ‘You looked so peaceful. I didn’t want to disturb you. I’ll wrap things up here and be up in a few minutes.’ I settled back into the pillows, feeling like I could float up to the ceiling at any moment. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you look so content,” his adoration washed over me, with a tinge of jealousy. My cheeks hurt from smiling so big, “You love me,” butterflies swirled in my stomach as he looked down at me. He frowned, “Have I really made you question that?”
Rite of Submission 65: Broken
To much time had passed and he was still just staring at me with a blank expression as I knelt there holding his hand in mine. One of us needed to say something eventually. I had a limited number of options before me, and I’d need time to prepare either way he decided. A knock on the main doors derailed my train of thought. His face was still blank, “I’ll go see who that is, and what they want,” I whispered, setting his hand on his thigh. Still nothing from him, sighing, I climbed off the floor and made my way to the sitting room. I opened the door to a very cheerful Sophia, “It sounded really quiet, so I thought I wouldn’t be interrupting,” she gave me a wink with a cheeky grin, “I planned for us all to have brunch instead of breakfast since the morning after a full moon tends to run a little later than normal, aaaaannnnnnd…” she wiggled her eyebrows at me suggestively. “Oh, um…” I quickly pulled her inside and shut the door behind he
Rite of Submission 64: Pay the Piper
The sun peeked over the edge of the horizon just before we started making our way back down to the clearing. Nathan and Dmitri had been quiet the last few hours. I assumed it was because they were having a conversation the rest of us weren’t meant to hear. I didn’t know if I could listen in, or even if I should try. It wouldn’t be fair of me to keep my own secrets but intrude on theirs. ‘Anyone want to race down?’ Blake found new enthusiasm as the sky changed to a bluish-pink. ‘I’m game,’ Lalita challenged, his cheerful attitude seemed to perk her up as well. They set off down the hillside, followed by a handful of enforcers and most of the females. The
Rite of Submission 63: Wolves in the Woods
I let myself fall slightly behind; then kept the pace to maintain the gap. Dmitri, Blake and the female wolves kept pace with me as the rest of the enforcers ran together ahead of us, Nathan at the head of their charge. It was a long way to the rocky shelf that they ran up the hillside too every run. Dmitri had pointed it out on a map for me the night before, and I was just enjoying the feeling of wind in my fur and dirt beneath my paws as we ran. ‘You’re toying with him,’ Dmitri accused. ‘Only a little bit,’ I teased and picked up my pace for a moment to close the gap a few feet. ‘He’s going to be very grumpy for days,’ He teased back. ‘I warned him, you warned him,’ I mocked. ‘6, Princess,’ he warned, but I could feel his amusement. We continued through the trees, racing up the slope, closing the gap a little more every so often. When our group was a few feet behind the enforcers, Na
