All Chapters of Rite of Submission: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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

                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.          

                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

“Alex!” my mother raced towards the glass wall of the cell where I stood on the other side. “What the fuck is going on!” I demanded of everyone standing around me, Sophie squeezed my hand. Dr Martinez pushed her way through the gathered enforcers, and frowned at me apologetically. “Luna,” she barely acknowledged Sophie, “I need you to try to do whatever it was you did the other day,” she explained to me. “I don’t even know what I did,” I complained as she tried to press my palm to the surface of the glass. Dmitri looked like he was struggling not to rip my father’s head off his shoulders, literally. “Why are they in there? What is going on?” Hot tears rolled down my cheeks as I tried to remember the last time I was down here and push through the confusion, fear, rage and pain I felt crushing in on me. “They’re who poisoned you,” Nathan growled. “They’ve apparently been doing it for years now.” I sank t

"What do you mean he isn't coming?" Sophie yelled at someone in the other room. I was disappointed to find myself in her bed, instead of where I wanted to be. I yawned and climbed out of bed to find out why she was yelling and who she was yelling at. Nathan stood there stoically with his arms folded over his chest, waiting for her tirade to end. I'd come out just as she demanded to know where Dmitri was so she could scold him, and I caught the way his jaw clenched. "He can't tell you," I sighed, "He's been ordered not to." He looked relieved to see that someone understood the strain he was under, but her face started to turn purple. I smiled, "But, I'll bet that he didn't make sure to cover his ass and include where he isn't. Has Dmitri left the house today?" Nathan's relief quickly faded to annoyance. "No." "See?" I gestured towards the door, and sat down at the table to pour myself some coffee, ignoring the pang I felt when I thought