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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
Rite of Submission 40: Purgatory
Dmitri hadn’t said anything about our deal these past few days. Maybe he’d forgotten, or assumed that because I hadn’t said anything I was agreeing to continue as we were now. Something was happening between us, I didn’t know what it was exactly and we hadn’t talked about it at all. I didn’t want to have to think about the terms of that damned contract. Could I go back to the way things were before I knew what it was like to have this? I wouldn’t be able to hold out for long. Just a dream had made me so aroused that I literally jumped his bones this morning. I rested my head against his chest and sighed heavily. “What’s wrong?” He tilted my face up to look at him. I shrugged, “I just wish I had more time.” He kissed my forehead. “Sophie will be upset if we are late, and I still have a lot of work to catch up on. Otherwise I would happily spend the day in bed with you, exploring all the ways I can find to make you squirm. Go get the sho
Rite of Submission 41: Finding Answers
Blake looked a little uncomfortable when I asked him to hang out with me while I finished resorting and packing boxes. “I have some questions about the Delta-Binding thing and Sophie suggested that I ask you, because things can be very personal between a Delta and his…” I wasn’t sure what to call it exactly. “His Luna?” Blake tried to finish the sentence for me. I shrugged, “I was going to say his ward or his charge. I mean, you know that I’ll never actually be Luna, right? I’m just the solution to the siblings thing so that there’s a natural heir in line to be Alpha after Dmitri.”
Rite of Submission 42: Jealousy
I woke up with a start, looking around the empty room. Someone had to have come in at some point while I was sleeping. All the paper I’d spread over the bed had been neatly tucked back inside the folder and placed on the nightstand nearest to me. I’d also had a light blanket draped over me. There wasn’t anyone else there, but I could’ve sworn I heard a woman’s voice. I noticed the door to the office was ajar. Maybe it was Sophia? I opened the door and froze in place as the rage bubbled up inside me. Dmitri was sitting at his desk, with Candice standing beside him, her hand on his shoulder as she leaned over him in one of her tiny, skin tight dresses. “Remove your hand or I’ll break it!” I growled.
Rite of Submission 43: The Choice
I’d been laying there in the dark, curled up in his embrace as he nuzzled my neck and snored softly. I’d never thought that I would find myself considering the things I was thinking about now. So many people were tangled up in one decision. One answer, is sounded simple, but had become an all consuming nightmare in my mind. Blake was 100% sure that he wanted to be my Delta. I wish I had his confidence. It seemed that no matter what decision I made he was determined to stay by my side. Which tied his mate and unborn child to me as well. But they’d be taken care of either way. Sophie had become like a sister to me. If there were no other complications, I’d stay just for her. She
Rite of Submission 44: Everything will be OK
I woke up smiling with my fingers stroking the hair that fell on the back of his neck. It was the first time for as long as I could remember that I woke up feeling completely at peace and rested. I stretched out, letting my breasts press against the broad expanse of his chest, delighting in the warmth of his skin. His arms tightened, holding me against him, so that I could feel his rigid member press into my hip. I felt my smile widen. ”Can’t you go a few hours without poking me with that thing,” I teased, trying to wiggle out of his grasp. He rolled over on top of me, pinning my hands down on either side of my head. He looked down at me with a thoughtful expression. “No,” he answered, “I really don’t think I can, and you only have yourself to blame.&rdquo
Rite of Submission 45: Sophie
“Took you two long enough,” Sophie complained, crossing her arms over her chest. He held up his hands in surrender, “It wasn’t my fault this time.” He walked past me, pinching my ass as he went, making me yelp and jump up. “Don’t frown like that,” he chided her, “you’ll give yourself wrinkles.” She accepted his forehead kiss and tried to smooth out her features. “Well, seem to be in a good mood this morning, and at least you don’t look like you just rolled out of bed,” she looked me over, making me blush. She shot him another accusing look. “Ok, you two, what am I missing?”&n
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Rite of Submission 70: Alpha of Alphas
In the week leading up to our formal introduction of me as an Alpha to the rest of the world, Nathan had doubled down on my training sessions. We had our one on one sessions in the morning, group sessions before lunch, and sparing matches in the evening before dinner. The sparring matches had become something I looked forward too, even though most of the 2 hour span turned out to be a second one on one with Nathan. To keep any potential sparring partners from holding back, we’d added a unique incentive. If they could pin me, and get me to tap out, they were given a day off of all their regular duties. If I got them to tap out in less than 5 minutes, they spent the next day doing all the worst duties. The first day had brought a lot of eager challengers. Unfortunately, I’d learned to be
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
