BRIELLE’S POVBrielle looked at herself in the full-length mirror as the maids dressed her like the little sex slut she was for Lord Darius. Today was another day, and he was going to train her. Her outfit was different this time, as she was dressed in fur and animal skin material. The outfit left nothing to the imagination as it was cut out and sewn, exposing all her delicate body parts for all to see. All of the outfits she was to wear to the training, according to the maids, were explicitly chosen by Lord Darius, and she didn't know how to feel about it. Tonight, she vowed to herself that she would please him and gain his favor, as the previous two nights with him had been nothing short of a disaster. The first night, when he nearly damaged her privates, had been a flop, and the second night would have been even worse if it hadn't been for her pleas, but she had refused to let him penetrate her, and now she was deeply regretting it. Why the heck was she scared? It was just
DARIUS POVDarius controlled the rhythmic flow with Brielle’s wet lips encircling his finger, pushing in and out while whispering slutty words in her ears. She had taken over his senses once more. Damn it!When she had walked through that door into the darkness before the light got turned on, her mere presence made his wolf go gaga.The animal in him craved her in anticipation, wanting to mark her, and Darius couldn’t even control the raging feelings. Recounting the moments she’d stepped into the room, Darius hummed as he recalled everything.When he’d spotted her dainty frame clearly, his lips dropped open in surprise and appreciation. With his legs carrying him straight to her from the chair he had been sitting on to her still figure, Darius’s chest tightened instantly.Was it her curves he had noticed, or her agitation seemed to make her more appealing in his eyes? He had no answer, but now even when he had vowed not to do it anymore, he was taking things slow.The last meeting
BRIELLE’S POV"Arghhhh..." Brielle screamed in delight and pain as Lord Darius drove his manhood inside her without restraint or thought. She wanted to move her hands, to hold her lips together to stop her agonizing screams, but they were tied behind her, in his firm grip, and she couldn't do anything. Her moans became muffled as he plunged his dick into her, and tears streamed down her cheeks. It was excruciating. Whatever Madeline had said, this was far worse and... "Oh..." A new wave of pleasure washed over her, and she felt a finger and two on her clit rubbing slowly. He'd released his hands from her grip, no longer holding her tied hands, as his fingers expertly rubbed at her clit, and the pain she'd been experiencing was replaced with pleasure and an indescribable sensation. "Please, please..." She moaned and heard him say something.“You're so deliciously wet right now, and fuck it if I don't take you like an animal right now. Let go, turn into my wolfish form, mark you,
MADELINE’S POVMadeline eavesdropped as she stood by the door to Lord Darius' room, her ears stretching as she listened to Lord Darius and that bitch, Brielle's moans. She had crept from her bedroom to Lord Darius's chambers after learning from one of the maids that Brielle's session would be held there. Luring the guards standing by the corridor away, she had baited them with a sweet baked pie she had left in the kitchen, and as the three men scampered away, she had watched them with a smirk.Then she sauntered to the large door that housed Lord Darius’s chambers and proceeded to eavesdrop. As she listened, Madeline’s mind wandered as different thoughts assailed her. Lord Darius had seemingly abandoned the rest of the submissives for Brielle, especially her since she was new, and she didn't like this at all. If anything, it made her hate Brielle even more, and her loathing for her grew even more potent. Her hatred for the bitch was so intense that it forced the breath from her
BRIELLE’S POVBrielle's thighs and privates were in excruciating pain. Her thoughts took her to last night when Lord Darius had lost his restraint and fucked her hard as she stared at the ceiling, tears streaming down her face. Was it senseless or harsh? She was stumped as to what to call it. Everything had been fine the night before. The night when she finally got penetrated. She had been enjoying the pleasure mixed with pain, but then she had fucked up.What was it about him that made her crave power? That made her want to be in control. She inquired solemnly. It wasn’t his fault he had behaved that way toward her, right? She tried to think of a logical reason.She had taken control. She had wanted the sweet sensation she was experiencing to spread throughout her body, so she bucked behind him, pushing him to the edge, and the action provoked him. "God. I'm tired..." Brielle murmured to herself in the dim light, another wave of tears streaming down her cheeks as she sniffed.
DARIUS POV"Is there anything else, Rocky?" Darius inquired, his hands ruffling his hair as he pondered the dreadful news brought to him by his assistant and head bodyguard. "No, sir, that's all." "All right, then. Arrange the payments, schedules, and..." The door to the office burst open, and in walked Delilah in all her splendor, accompanied by two ladies dressed provocatively. Darius drew his gaze back towards Rocky, his hands lifting in a dismissive wave, and the hefty man, getting the jibe, quickly bowed his head and exited the office. Now, it was just him and the three fiery red-haired ladies standing in the silent room.It had been days since he’d seen Delilah.Darius had barely had time to attend to the other submissives these past few days while taking over Brielle's training. Noticing Delilah's expression, he could already guess why she was here, as it coincided with his thoughts. Darius stood up instantly, his weight lifting as he arranged himself straight, his jaw t
MADELINE’S POVMadeline entered Lady Delilah's chambers by pushing open the large door. The woman had summoned her, and now she was here. Madeline closed the door behind her slowly, not wanting to make a fuss, a smile creeping up her lips at the reminder that her last visit here hadn't been in vain. She marched deeper into the room with her head held high. Her eyes scanned the luxurious four-walled room, and Madeline's smile quickly faded as she realized she wasn't the only one in the room. Lady Delilah, who was regally attired as usual, had her back to her, and there were some maids and half-clad submissives present as well. They were all staring at her, saying nothing as silence filled the room. She could count up to ten of them, and the raucous crowd sent shivers down her spine. Why had she been summoned? What was the point of this gathering? As her mind wandered, she asked herself, her hands gently pleated in front of her. Madeline cleared her throat and began to speak, bu
BRIELLE’S POVBrielle quickly arranged herself on the bed in Lord Darius's private chamber when she heard the door open. She'd been waiting for him for thirty minutes or more; she couldn't remember. Today was another night of their training, and she had dressed in the day's outfit with the assistance of the special maids assigned to her. She had prepared herself and then walked up to his room with the maids, where she had entered expecting him, but she had been surprised. The room had been cold, quiet, and empty. It was the first time she had encountered his chambers empty, and she had initially appeared scared, thinking it was one of his tricks. She'd opened the door quickly, catching sight of the maids, and explained the empty room situation to them, but they'd told her to wait for him. She had opened her mouth to ask them more questions, but they had already swiveled around, briskly walking away, leaving her alone in the empty corridor. Shoulders down, Brielle had walked ba