Mag-log inChapter 7The gravel bites into the soles of my feet one last time before Dominic hauls me over the threshold, the heavy oak door slamming shut with a finality that makes my stomach drop. The night air is cut off instantly, replaced by the still, cool atmosphere of the grand foyer. The silence here is heavy, oppressive, broken only by the harsh sound of my breathing and the click of Dominic’s polished shoes on the floor.He doesn’t speak. He doesn’t need to. His grip on my arm is iron, dragging me forward across the expanse of the floor toward the centerpiece of the room. It’s a long, polished dining table that looks more like an altar than a place to eat. It’s dark wood, gleaming with a high gloss, reflecting the dim light in long, distorted streaks."Get on it," he growls, the command vibrating through his hand and into my bone.I hesitate, my eyes darting to the imposing piece of furniture, then back to him. The hesitation is a mistake. His hand leaves my arm and crashes down betw
Chapter 6He grabs a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back at an awkward angle. The strain on my neck is sharp, but it anchors me to the moment. "You love it. You love being used like a worthless hole."He punctuates his words with a violent thrust, his pelvic bone smacking against my ass. "Say it.""I love it," I gasp, tears pricking my eyes. "I love being your hole."He laughs, a dark, cruel sound that vibrates against my spine. "Good. Because we’re just getting started."His hand leaves my hip and moves between my legs, finding my clit. He doesn’t stroke it gently; he pinches it, rolling the sensitive nub between his rough fingers. The sensation is electric, shooting through my nervous system and making my legs tremble. I cry out, my back arching involuntarily."You don’t get to cum yet," he warns, his voice low and dangerous. "Not until I fill you up."He releases my hair and shoves my face down toward the hood. "Keep your face down. Ass up. Take it."I obey, pressing my chee
Chapter 5The limo glides to a halt, the tires crunching on the loose gravel of the secluded driveway, but the engine doesn’t cut. The vibration hums through the floor beneath my knees, a low, constant reminder of where I am and what I’ve just done. I’m still panting, the taste of salt and leather thick on my tongue, my body throbbing in the aftermath of his brutal use. Before I can even process the fading aftershocks, the door beside us whips open.Dominic doesn’t wait. He doesn’t speak. His hand is in my hair, fingers tangling into the sweat-dampened strands, and he yanks. Hard.A cry tears from my throat as I’m hauled sideways, my balance shot. I stumble out of the limo, my bare feet hitting the sharp, uneven stones of the driveway. Pain shoots up my arches immediately, but he doesn’t stop. He drags me forward like a ragdoll, away from the smooth pavement and onto the rougher gravel near the garage. My knees buckle, and instead of catching me, he forces me down, shoving my shou
Chapter 3The shock of the water hits me so hard I gasp, curling inward on the damp tiles of the shower floor, my muscles seizing in a tight, painful knot. The spray is aimed directly at my face, washing away the sticky remnants of sleep and the soreness from the night before. I blink my eyes open, squinting through the icy cascade to see Dominic standing there, fully clothed, a smirk playing on his lips as he holds the detachable showerhead like a weapon."Wake up, pet," he says, his voice cutting through the sound of the water. "We have a long night ahead of us."He drops the nozzle, leaving me shivering and gasping breaths that fog in the cold air. He doesn't give me time to recover. He reaches down, grabbing a fistful of my wet hair, and hauls me to my feet. My legs are weak, trembling from the cold and the lingering exhaustion, but he doesn't care. He marches me out of the bathroom, dripping wet, my skin flushed pink and covered in goosebumps."Tonight is a test," he says, th
Chapter 4The paranoia mixes with the thrill, making my head spin.I return with two flutes, handing one to him. He takes it, his fingers brushing mine, lingering for a second too long."Good girl," he murmurs, just loud enough for me to hear.Later, we are standing near a balcony, listening to a senator drone on about tax incentives. Dominic’s hand drifts to the small of my back, then lower, slipping beneath the fabric of the dress. His fingers trail down the cleft of my ass, cold and demanding. I stiffen, my breath hitching in my throat, but I force myself to keep smiling, to keep nodding at the senator’s words.Dominic leans closer, pretending to whisper something about the speech, but his words are for me alone. "Spread your legs. Just an inch."My heart hammers against my ribs. I glance around, no one is watching. I shift my weight, parting my heels slightly on the marble floor.His hand moves deeper, his fingers finding the slick wetness of my cunt. He slides one finger inside
Chapter 2He walks a circle around me. I stand frozen, clutching my purse, though I know I won’t need it. He stops behind me, his breath hot on my neck. I can smell him, he smells expensive scotch, sandalwood, and something metallic."The contract was clear," he murmurs close to my ear. "Total surrender.""Yes.""Strip."The command hits me like a physical blow. I drop my purse. My fingers shake as I reach for the zipper of my dress. It slides down, pooling at my feet. I step out of it, standing naked in the harsh light of the chandelier. The air is cold, but his gaze is hotter, burning a trail over my breasts, my stomach, my shaved mound.He reaches out, his fingers tracing the collarbone. His touch is firm, possessive. He grabs a handful of my hair, tilting my head back, forcing me to look up at him. I gasp, my scalp stinging."Kneel," he orders.I sink to my knees and look up at him, my breath coming in short, shallow gasps. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a strip of bla
Chapter 5I couldn’t stop crying. The sobs welled up from my stomach, raw and heavy, and I buried my face in Aiden’s shirt,They were here this time this wasn’t a dream. His arms closed round me, impossibly warm against the cold feeling inside my chest. Each inhale felt terrible.Behind me, Lucian’
Chapter 1 “There he goes again,” Naomi whispered, barely moving her lips. “Looking at you like he wants to eat you alive.”I stiffened, my fingers tightening around my pen. “You’re imagining things.”“I’m really not,” Naomi muttered. “He doesn’t look at anyone else like that. Ever.”“And the pale
Chapter 6For one to change to a werewolf or a vampire, they must die with their essence in their system. Now my mates didn’t think of simply snapping my neck; they fucked me to death.The heavy iron rings fixed into the wall creaked as my mates tested their restraints, their muscles taut beneath
Chapter 2The steam in the Hot thub curled around my body, clinging to the damp fabric of my emerald-green bikini. I know that i shouldn’t have come. After that kiss yesterday, the one that had left my lips swollen . Id sworn to myself ld stay away. Block his number. Delete his messages. Pretend h







