Todos los capítulos de Skating Into Submission: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

KAII TAKE A moment to recover, standing over him while he shivers on the floor. His eyes are shut tight. I’ve marked him, my scent heavy on his skin.I reach down, lifting his trembling frame and placing him on the bed. I roll him onto his stomach, hoisting his hips until he’s exposed and vulnerable. "I promised you a reward." I trace the lines of his body, marking him with my touch. "Good pets get what they deserve."He shifts beneath me, a silent plea for the end. I wish I had all day to break him down further, but our parents will be finishing their Council call soon.I reach for the vintage bottle on the nightstand. I run the cool glass along his heat, letting the condensation slick the surface.He gasps and tries to flinch away. I deliver a stinging slap to his rear. "You’ll take your pleasure however I dictate. Do you understand?""Yes," he whines, his hips lifting higher as he struggles with the restraints between his legs."Then stay still," I command. I prep the glass, ensur

KAIThe other hand slides down to his waist, my palm pressing against his heated skin, forcing a sharp, jagged inhale from his lungs. "Did he manage to make you come, Cain?" I growl.His entire frame locks up against mine at the question. Those striking ice-blue eyes flare with a sudden, dark heat, his lips parting in a silent gasp. I release his wrists, letting his arms drop heavily to his sides, but he doesn’t pull back. He doesn’t move to end the contact. I keep my grip firm on his waist while my other hand captures his jaw, my thumb tracing the seam of those parted lips. "Tell me, Prince, did you at least get your release?""No," he rasps, his voice a broken thread."That’s exactly what I wanted to hear."His gaze sharpens again, and I can see the curse forming behind his teeth when I add, "Because that’s my exclusive territory."He swallows hard, and I let my focus drop to his heaving, muscular chest. My hand migrates up his ribcage, fingers digging into the lean muscle as his br

“Quit using that label on me,” I roar, my hand swinging out to strike his jaw.The impact snaps his head to the side. I immediately press my palms against my mouth, gasping as the air in the room turns to ice. Time stands still. I’ve never raised a hand to another living soul. God knows I’ve fantasized about shattering his composure a million times, but I never possessed the reckless nerve to actually do it.Panic coils in my gut, and I realize I need to de-escalate. “Kai, I didn't—”Before the apology can leave my throat, he lunges. He fists a handful of my hair, dragging me across the expanse of his quarters.“Kai!” I howl his name, thrashing against his grip. But his Alpha strength is absolute; I’m powerless to pry his fingers loose or shove him away. He slams me down against the edge of his bed, forcing my chest into the mattress. He towers over me, his weight pinning me into the silk. “Ka… i,” I whimper, my fingers clawing at the duvet, trying to heave myself up, but he is a moun

KAIRyder drops into the medical chair, extending his arm while Takumi stalks over to a workstation and snatches up three heavy black leather restraints that look like reinforced belts. Moving back to Ryder, he commands, “Open your palm.” He presses one of the thick straps directly into the center of his hand. “Grip it,” Takumi adds, and Ryder complies, curling his fingers around the leather. Takumi cinches the strap tight enough around the armrest to make Ryder’s jaw lock, buckling it beneath the metal. He repeats the process with the second strap at the mid-forearm, fusing Ryder’s limb to the chair. The third he tosses into Ryder’s lap. “That one goes between your teeth. Bite down.”“What the—”The heavy steel door groans open behind us, cutting Ryder off. An older man in a clinical white coat steps into the triage. “Good evening, gentlemen.” He offers a sharp, professional smile. “Please, take your marks. Get settled.” He waves toward the various examination tables and beds scatter

"Chase didn't want to do the cinema thing. When I told him I wanted to hang out with you, he suggested Kai’s bash so I’d be there when you got back."I nod, watching the crowd of hockey players and pack groupies swarming the front lawn of the Carter mansion. I grew up with Dylan and Declan Carter; their family has more money than God. Any excuse to turn their parents’ estate into a den of debauchery, they take it. The elders must be out of the country again.Dylan and I have a messy history, but I’m past the point of shame. It is what it is. Besides, if Dylan hadn't been such an amateur and panicked when things got visceral, who knows if Kai would have stepped in to show me what true dominance looked like."What's the plan when you run into Chase and that girl?" I ask. We’re only here because she’s on a mission to confirm the rumors about her boyfriend's infidelity."I’m... not sure yet." She gives a jagged laugh. "Depends on how much vodka I’ve processed by the time we find them.""Y