Kneel Before Me Novels & Stories

“I decide what happens to those who threaten my pack.” “Then get rid of me!” Her voice broke into a scream. For a moment, neither of them moved. Eira’s chest rose and fell in ragged breaths. Tears spilled down her cheeks, and she hated that he could see them. She hated that her body was shaking. She hated that she had to stand before another Alpha and beg for something that should have belonged to her from the beginning. The right to choose. Varek advanced until she had to tilt her head back to look at him. “You will submit to my authority,” he said. “You will stop challenging me, and we will find a way to deal with Cassian without sacrificing the peace of my territory.”

I twisted and turned but they held me down as tge delivered their ministerations all over. “Look at you. Tough on the outside but an absolute slut on the inside. Fuck I could have your cum everyday and not get tired” All these while, my eyes had been closed as I enjoyed their attention. But when I felt something soft and slick swipe through my pussy lips, my eyes shot open as a tingle of desire shit through my spine. And nothing prepared me for the sight before me. Kael, on his knees, my thighs beside each of his face as he held them apart, he smirked at me, his mouth dangerously close to my pussy.

He dropped to one knee so suddenly that even the guards tensed. “Please.” The word came out raw. “I’m begging you. I know I don’t deserve it. I know I’m the last person who should be standing in a place like this asking for anything. But I love you. I never stopped. Seeing you on that screen with him....watching you smile at another man the way you used to smile at me...it broke something. I can’t live with it. Take me back. We can leave the country. Start over. I’ll spend the rest of my life making it right.” The sight of him on his knees should have moved her. Once, it might have.

Now I had the choice as to whether or not to step into Gideon's world with Nicolai at my back. But first, I had a meeting to attend. By the end of it, Davenport would know exactly who he was dealing with. I adjusted my blazer in the mirror, then met my own gaze with a sharp smile. *This is just the beginning,* I thought. Every step I took from now on would bring me closer to my goal. Gideon Grayson would kneel before me soon enough. And when he did, it would be on my terms.

I wondered what she was thinking. "The two positions are the nadu pose and the humble pose. Both of these poses have you kneeling before me. They show me that you are submissive and ready to play. Let me stand up." I tapped her back and she lifted her head to move back a little. I went to stand in the middle of the room. "Come before me, on your knees." I watched her struggle across the carpet. Her pretty tits were bouncing as she made her way to me.

"Kneel." She stared at him, her eyes narrowed with her confusion. "What?" He pushed her backward a step as he stood. "Kneel. Right there. Kneel." She had no idea what he was going on about, but she did as he requested, kneeling on the cold concrete floor in front of him. She glanced up at him, waiting, expectant. "Bow your head," he ordered, as he walked around behind her.

As I shortened the distance between us, my eyes were blessed with arrays of food and buffet made by the finest of chefs including the most expensive wine sitting in two glasses, glowing under the chandelier lights in the courtyard and casting a pale shade of yellow to the entire place. "Your Majesty." I slightly tilted my head forward to show my respect to one of the most powerful beings on earth. "Kneel." I suddenly heard a cold, deep voice after a long-term silence. Kneel? Was I hearing things now? But yet as I raised my head to stare at him, I saw the disgust and lack of humor in his eyes as he ran over me. "I said Kneel!" His aura was strong and overpowering, and in seconds, I found my k

I stood with my back towards him not moving an inch. "You, come here." He ordered. I turned and looked at him while pointing a finger at myself. "Do you want me to hurt you to make you understand?" He asked coldly. "No," I answered, then quickly moved closer and stood in front of him. "Kneel." Came his command. I willingly complied and knelt between his parted legs. I widened my eyes when he pulled his zip down. "I think you know what I want." He muttered under his breath.

She was already there waiting, seated near the long window, her back straight, with an effortless posture, as if she didn’t need to prove herself because she was in power. The Queen. Her presence filled the room quietly. After the brief look, I lowered my head immediately. “Kneel.” I did instantly, even though I’m disgusted with the rules; I didn’t show this in my expression, and I followed them with no hesitation or resistance. I had learned enough already.

I wasn’t told to look up to him so I remain my eyes on the floor. “Kneel,” he ordered. My eyes blinked uncontrollably, trying to wipe the tears away. I bite my lower lip, hoping it will stop me from shaking. “I. Said. Kneel,” he repeated. This time, with emphasis. “Alpha…” Roman tried to butt in. We are now getting the attention of some guests. Since I do not like it when people are starting to look at me, I did not wait for the commotion to grow. Instead, I kneel in front of him.