Novel & Cerita Dominante

The First Session Cassandra entered the dimly lit room with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation. She had arranged this meeting with Chad, a professional Dominant, in secret, determined to explore her deepest fantasies at last. As her eyes adjusted to the low light, she saw him sitting in a high-backed chair, his tall, muscular frame outlined against the shadows. He regarded her coolly, appraisingly. "Good evening, Cassandra," he said, his deep voice sending a shiver down her spine. "You're punctual. I like that."

My hair covered my face like a curtain and I so badly wanted to move it away but my hands couldn't seem to stop holding the sheets in a tight grip. "Yes it does. Shit, I love that." I said breathlessly and I could feel him smiling against me happy with himself. Dominic was a man who put my needs above his own and it was my first time ever experiencing something like that. "Dominic, let me." I tried to sit up on my palms but he placed a hand on my lower back and roughly pushed me back down. The sudden movement made my core clench and an orgasm approached faster than I expected it to. Holy fuck.

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As a co-owner of the club, Mateo made it his business to meet every member, and he and Judd had hit it off immediately. Mateo was a gifted Dominant, intuitive and sensitive to a submissive's needs. He could range from being a Daddy Dom for a baby girl, to being a sadist for a masochist, and everything in between. He'd never settled on a particular dynamic, which accounted for his perpetually single status. While Judd had counted on Graham for wisdom about Dominant leadership, he respected Mateo for the advice he'd shared about kink. On occasion, Judd had joined Mateo in playing scenes with one or more subs.

I just needed Reuel out of the way first because Reuel was the variable I could not calculate around, the man who had known things about me before I was ready, whose network ran deeper than mine in this specific territory, and a man like that standing between me and Sera was a complication I could not afford when timing was everything. Wolfsbane. Not enough to kill, not even close. Enough to pull his wolf back from full access, slow the senses, compromise the read he would have on me when I moved. A beta running a compromised Alpha was an old play, old enough that the dominant packs had stopped teaching it because they had decided it was beneath them. That was the thing about dominant packs.

The red heels made her legs look longer and more dangerous. Elara climbed onto the bed slowly. She straddled his waist, her heels digging into the mattress on either side of his hips. “If I do this, you don’t get to touch me. You don’t get to control anything. Understand?” Dante nodded. “I understand. I want you in control.” She moved back until she knelt between his spread legs. Her red stiletto hovered over his cock again. The sharp heel pointed directly at the soft shaft. “Tell me if it’s too much,” she said, voice shaking.

His hand raises. "It sounds like you watched some bullshit film or read a book that has it all wrong." I bite my lip. "For one, it's more complex than submissive and dominant. There are brats, slaves, rope bunnies. There are not just dominants, but masters, brat tamers, slave trainers and such."

You Are My Submissive And I Am Your Domino So, You Must Submit To My Command!. Britney's POV. Marrying the sweetest and coolest guy in the pack was a mere formality, but what I truly craved was a mate who could dominate me in every way possible. Someone who could fuck me relentlessly, make me beg for more, and bring me to the brink of ecstasy with just one touch. I needed a man who could make me forget all about the spineless mommy's boy I had foolishly married.

"Specifically." Sebastian's eyes heated. "I'm a dominant. I enjoy control, both in and out of the bedroom. I want someone who can submit to that control, who finds pleasure in obedience. I want someone responsive, eager to please, willing to be trained." "Trained." The word stuck in Kai's throat.

-ADRIAN POV- I've built my career on the principle that control is everything. It's the only thing that separates the people who succeed from the people who get swept away by circumstance and emotion. Control is knowing exactly what will happen before it happens. Control is building systems that work regardless of external chaos. Control is keeping the world at arm's length so nothing can touch what I've carefully constructed. And I'm very, very good at control. Which is why the assignment Marcus just handed me is simultaneously the most strategic opportunity of my career and the most genuinely irritating thing that's happened to me in months.