Bring Him To His Knees Dramione の小説・ストーリー

"Third Younger Brother, Second Younger Brother gifted you a peach. Will Third Younger Brother pay attention?" Everyone's eyes turned to the unfortunate Draco. Yet, he remained standing in place, arms folded, head bowed, his long hair falling to obscure his gaze. Thus, they couldn't see his expression at this moment. How would he feel after hearing the words change from white to black? How would he perceive this sudden shift? Emma involuntarily tightened her grip on her hand. If she could, she would crush Alpha Jeffn's handsome face. So, people can sink so low. Draco still didn't say anything. After a while, he slowly raised his head, his gaze becoming even more profound.

LEVI'S POV. The taste of her lips lingers on mine from our kiss earlier, as they trembled from the force of her orgasm, her body taut, lax, made for my taking. She looks at me with hooded eyes, masked by her pleasure, and it is in that moment that it becomes even clearer- she is mine. "On your knees," I order again, repeating my words from earlier. She nods, falling to her knees like she is about to pray to me, her eyes set straight on mine, unmoving, unshaking as she waits for my next move.

Slowly… Carefully… He lowered his head. Gasps rippled through the clearing. Not because he submitted. But because he chose not to dominate. The pup wagged its tiny tail. Unaware of what had just happened. Unaware of the shift it had just caused. --- Lunaria’s voice was soft but carried. “This is how unity begins.” She stepped forward, lifting the pup back into her arms. “Not by force. Not by command.” She looked directly at Darius. “But by choice.” Silence followed.

I couldn’t lose control now. Glynn made a small sound, like she wanted to jump in. I didn’t look at her. Tina, though—she looked ready to burst with joy. Her eyes sparkled as she leaned harder into Damon. “Kneel,” Damon ordered. The word hit like a slap. A few gasps came from the line. Glynn’s mouth fell open. Tina laughed softly. “Finally. She needs to learn her place.” I stared at Damon. His face stayed hard, but I saw something flicker in his eyes for just a second—something dark and possessive that only I would notice. He was playing his part. I had to play mine.

"Numerous chances have I given, numerous opportunities have you blown to amend your impartiality, we're past second chances mom,it's best you return to Damien" "Please Drake please,I really am sorry,I'll perform better,I'll retreat my steps,am currently on my knees!" She cries. Oh her knees!?, the Luna on her knees ain't an all days event,it assumes sincerity and positive will. "She's really down her knees Ryker" I sneak peek through the knob hole. "What do you say we finalize our pretence..?" I ask. "Choice is yours" he enjoys the ongoing drama. "Up your feets mom..." I unlock my door.

But due to the appearance of the lady boss, I had thought Draco was changing, but it seems he was still the feared devil in the underworld. I could already hear the heart wrenching screams as soon as we got out of the elevator and entered the corridor, making our way to the room at the end of the hallway. The pungent smell of blood and sweat and rotten body parts due to wounds on some of the prisoners that were left untreated filled our nostrils, but Draco seemed unfazed as he took calculated and controlled steps towards the door. Draco made his way to the huge chair that was reserved for him anytime he came around to watch and sat down like a king. Only that he looked like the king of hell.

He said nothing until I stopped near the edge of the living room, close to the long leather couch we’d never touched. “Take off your shoes,” he said. I obeyed. The floor cool against my feet. He stepped closer. “Kneel.” My knees met the floor without hesitation. I felt it in my thighs, in the ache I carried from our last meeting, from the bruises only I could feel now. He liked seeing me here, bare, quiet, and ready for him. It still shook something deep in me that I liked it too. Damon circled me once. I didn’t look up.

I hate every single one of them, but what choice do I have? Kade steps forward and yanks the dress from my grip, tossing it to the grass like it’s a piece of rag. My hands immediately go over my breasts, but Brynne snarls. “Hands down,” Brynne commands. “On your knees.” The murmurs grow louder. I want to believe they all disapprove of the prince’s method, but I know better. They must be enjoying this. Pushing myself up, I sink to my knees and place my hands on my thighs. Brynne spreads out his arms, circling me like a hunter about to hunt his prey.

My arms tightened around her tiny torso in return and I poured in all my emotions in the kiss we shared before we both let ourselves sink to the bottom of the lake. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Creon’s POV “Mate !” I exclaimed in surprise as Danielle, or rather Damon wrapped his arms around my torso and lifted me effortlessly in his arms so that my back was resting to his front while he settled me comfortably between his legs.

with a teary eye, I looked at him. "P-Please, Lord D-Damon. Let me c-cum," he stood up and grabbed the water goblet. "Follow me," he said. Dr. Karsyn walked away from our table. Left without any choice but to follow him. That's when I know that we are going to the comfort room.