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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
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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.
Rite of Submission 43: The Choice
I’d been laying there in the dark, curled up in his embrace as he nuzzled my neck and snored softly. I’d never thought that I would find myself considering the things I was thinking about now. So many people were tangled up in one decision. One answer, is sounded simple, but had become an all consuming nightmare in my mind. Blake was 100% sure that he wanted to be my Delta. I wish I had his confidence. It seemed that no matter what decision I made he was determined to stay by my side. Which tied his mate and unborn child to me as well. But they’d be taken care of either way. Sophie had become like a sister to me. If there were no other complications, I’d stay just for her. She
Rite of Submission 44: Everything will be OK
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
Rite of Submission 45: Sophie
“Took you two long enough,” Sophie complained, crossing her arms over her chest. He held up his hands in surrender, “It wasn’t my fault this time.” He walked past me, pinching my ass as he went, making me yelp and jump up. “Don’t frown like that,” he chided her, “you’ll give yourself wrinkles.” She accepted his forehead kiss and tried to smooth out her features. “Well, seem to be in a good mood this morning, and at least you don’t look like you just rolled out of bed,” she looked me over, making me blush. She shot him another accusing look. “Ok, you two, what am I missing?”&n
Rite of Submission 46: Everything You Know is Wrong
“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
Rite of Submission 47: Unbearable
It was surreal, to be aware of everything going on around me, but not being able to move, feel or interact in any way. I wanted to tell Blake to go away and leave me alone as he sat in the chair beside the bed that he’d pulled in from the dining table in the other room. He kept running his hands over his face as if I were laying there dying. “Has she said anything,” Sophie’s soft voice came from the doorway. “Not a word,” he let out a long heavy sigh. “She hasn’t even moved a muscle this whole time and I’m starting to feel like I’m losing it. If we’d done the binding I would at least have some idea what she was going through.” She stood beside him and rested a hand on his shoulder, “You’ve been sitting here for hours. Why don’t you have Nathan or Samuel come up, while you go check in on Kelly and try to get some sleep? I’ll stay with her.” He nodded numbly, still staring at me, “Is he really going to send her off?” She
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