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34: Mixed Company
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Rite of Submission 35: When Worlds Collide
Somehow we’d survived our first date, meeting each other’s friends and spending time together that didn’t involve either of us being naked. It was as easy as breathing to get along with him when we were both on the same page and he wasn’t trying to with hold information from me. Our problems were centered on the fact that he had memories that I did not, throwing any kind of relationship we could have off balance. He was already too invested when I didn’t know if I even liked him in the way he wanted me to. His need to dominate and control everything didn’t help. He’d grown quiet once we left the VIP area behind and now I felt him getting distant on the ride back to the pack house. Even though I had my arms wrapped tightly around his waist with my chest and cheek pressed against his back as we raced through the dark empty streets, it felt like he was somewhere far away. “You’re doing it again,” I muttered under my breath as I climb off the back of the b
Rite of Submission 36: Looking for the Point of No Return
We were only able to get a few hours of sleep before the sun started to brighten the room. I was surprised by my unwillingness to try to wriggle out from under his arms. Resting my chin on his chest, I watched him as he slept instead. His arms wrapped tighter around me, “Are you going to stare at me all morning?” His eyes blinked open, and a soft smile greeted me as they focused on me. “You do it to me all the time,” I shrugged, “thought I’d give it a try.” I placed a kiss on his jaw and tried to untangle my limbs from him and crawl out of bed. He rolled us over, pinning me down to the bed with his body, “Where do you think you’re going?” “The bathroom,” I doubled my efforts to wriggle out of his grasp. His lips found mine, little sparks blooming throughout me as we kissed. He pulled back with a knowing smile, “Are you sure that you want to get out of bed? I’m sure Sophie would understand if we…” I sma
Rite of Submission 37: Humble Pie
Sophie asked to help me make the food for our scandalous lunch plan, obsessed with the reaction she’d gotten from Nathan when she told him she’d helped make the cinnamon rolls from yesterday. The staff had gotten used to seeing us down in the smaller kitchen over the last few days and kept my list of staples in stock, happy to stand back and let us have free reign. We made Blake promise not to tattle on us, promising him some time off to visit his mate while we had lunch with Dmitri and Nathan. I frowned at the list the chef had handed me that was supposed to be their lunch order. It didn’t seem fair to me that he restricted Sophie’s cereal choices, sugar rush aside, while he and his Beta were going to have a basic pub order. I stared at the bowl of ground chuck, making faces as I decided what to do with it. Throwing together some flour, sugar and salt, I decided to make dough to fry the beef in, mixing in some water, oil and even vodka. I let Sophie k
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.
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