All Chapters of Sensual Confinement: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Axel’s call was the last thing I expected. A date with Lucian. I didn’t know what to expect. One thing was for sure. This was a date. Axel made that fact clear. This gave me a chance to show Lucian how amazing omegas were. Axel did say I could do whatever I wanted on this date. Lucian made plans for reservations at seven. Half an hour of eating left us with a lot of spare time. I made sure to pack those free hours with real date stuff.I glanced at my jewelry collection, contemplating if my lace-up denim ribbon choker was too much. It did match my denim shirt. The elbow-length sleeves would shelter me from excess cold. My black jeans stretched no matter where I turned. Perfect for the date I had planned. Yet, my heart raced at the thought of Lucian disapproving of my outfit. It was not like I could look less feminine. It was in my blood. I was a supreme dominant omega. From my voice down to my physique portrayed femineity.Once back in high school, I tried to act masculine. It never w

I ventured into Ryder’s penthouse, hoping he would be home. To my dismay, he wasn’t. The housekeeper greeted me with a wide smile. “Mr. Brown, welcome. Mr. Rodden hasn’t arrived yet.” I smiled at the beta. “That’s okay, Marsha. I’ll wait.” The slender woman eyed me. “It might take some time. Do you want something to eat or drink while you wait? I made dinner.” “No, thanks. I’ll eat when Ryder gets home.” She nodded and disappeared further into the house. I walked into the living room. Ryder’s place was like the typical bachelor’s pad. Though he was often in a relationship, his penthouse was void of any evidence he had lovers. He had a tendency to take them to hotels instead of his penthouse. I guessed deep down he knew none of them would work out. One thing was certain, Ryder loved himself. Portraits and framed photos of him hung in every room. He had a few photos of his mother on the walls and the living room coffee table. None of his father. He even had a designated wall for he

I collapsed in my chair. The day’s schedule had gotten brutal. Being a mayor and maintaining my doctoral duties was becoming a problem. I had always been a workaholic, but this was too much. My work prevented me from harboring unwanted thoughts. Not this time. Ever since Lucian used and discarded me, my brain refused to shut down. No amount of work could stop it from thinking about the supreme alpha. I blew out a long breath. I was a lost cause. Odessa sauntered into the office with a folder and package. She placed both on my desk. I straightened. “What else do I have on my schedule?” “You have the rest of the evening with Mr. Soy.” Right. We only had a week remaining to get our plan together. Little Sally couldn’t wait forever. I picked up the package and ripped the top open. “I should get going. We both want to wrap this up.” Without thinking, I shook out the contents on the table. A moldy scent jumped out at me. A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk. I ho

Clothed. Lucian’s pants hugged his waist. No shirt. Disappointment washed away my excitement. I couldn’t believe I expected him to be naked. With the thought came another wave of elation. He never touched them. Nothing happened between him and the betas. My pheromones grew stronger. I waltzed over to him, stopping a few feet away. He seemed more composed than I hoped. Instead of gold eyes, he stared at me with black irises, gold sclera with green limbal rings. Beautiful. He tilted his head to the side. I watched Ryder through the corner of my eye. He disappeared into what resembled the bathroom. Then the closet. Done he turned to the five other betas passed out around us. Lucian never moved. He watched me. I stayed put, giving Ryder time. One male laid on the bed behind Lucian. Two females on each side of the bed on the floor. A male in the doorway of the bathroom. Another male near the door leading out from the way we came. I figured he would be the easiest to get out. The two fe

I opened my eyes to an unknown ceiling. The halo glow from the neon light of the rectangular bulb peered down on the bed. I shifted, freezing when my body ached. Bits and pieces of memory returned. Lucian and I on the bed. Us on the floor. In the bathroom. The kitchen area. We did nothing but ate, slept, and have sex. I sat up to find Lucian perched at the end of the bed. “Ryder will be here shortly.” His voice low and dangerous. The same tone he used with me back in college. “You should be showered and clothed by then.” I hated that tone. It was the note he used when I pissed him off. So, we slept together. What was so wrong in helping him through his rut? He should be thanking me. Fucking bastard! I gripped the duvet. “I don’t have any clothes.” The ones I wore were God knows where. Lucian rose to his feet. “There are clothes in the closet. Wear that until you get home.” With that, he walked out of the room, dismissing me. Not even a backward glance. And we were back to bein