Request On Bended Knee Novels & Stories

"I'd still like to request for your aid…..alpha. Shadowflame needs your help…. please" He keeps staring at me emptily and I can just tell that he's not impressed. So I do the next best thing I can think of. Shoving down my pride, I get down on my knees. A little gasp ripples through the room and I'm glad they all understand how big of a deal this is. Members of the alpha family of a pack never kneel….and yet here I am. The tears prickle my eyes but I blink them away aggressively. "I kneel before you today on behalf of all of Shadowflame. Please, help us. I beg of you.".

“I could rethink the fixing thing if you beg for it… on your knees.” He blinks once, twice and before I know it, he is slowly taking himself to his knees as his hands slides down my body in the process. He looks up at me and I tilt my head. “I want you to beg for my mercy. Can you do that?” He exhales slowly. “I want to fix things with you and if this helps then, okay. I am begging you to let me fix things.” He grunts. “Alright, I’ll think about it. You can get up now.”

Her gaze was unreadable—cold, unreadable—but behind it, I sensed something shifting. “So what?” she said. “Do you think kneeling will make me forgive you?” “No.” His voice was low, rough, almost pleading. “I’m not asking for forgiveness. I’m just asking you…” She tilted her head. “Asking for what?” “I’ll kneel. And in return… give me a shot at chasing you.” “.…” Davis and I looked at each other. Hold up—was this really the same cold-blooded, bossy Everett Robinson? I leaned closer to Davis and whispered, “Has your boss ever knelt for my girl before?”

I said the word but didn’t put any power behind in. The two of them laughed. “Oh, you can kneel. I’ll even give you something to do while you’re down there.” “I said kneel!” My voice rose and Raine came forward, the two of us pushing our command out. They both dropped to their knees, their heads bowed in respect. My eyes glowed and I could even see a few people on this floor who froze, feeling my power. Leaning down, I smirked.

i sat on the bed still confused. "Is anything the matter" No Jordan, i want to make this better and special for you before i have a rethink about this in the morning. I slowly took off the white robe and serenaded slowly with subtle movements from my body as i vibed to the repeated song. I don't know how I'm going to go on with this but at this moment, every uncertainty didn't matter, every question, i saved for later. Right now I willingly wanted to please him. I slowly knelt in front of him making sure his cock walked through the little passage between my boobs. I felt it move on my skin as i went completely down on my knees.

“Maybe I should make you beg. You are so good at it and look so hot when you’re begging.” I have no problems with begging, not at all if it gets me what I want. “Please, Sir, give me what I need. I have been good. I think I deserve a treat.” I have, in some ways, been good. Yes, I messed up crashing the car, but I have been good. He pulls me up, bending me over his knee.

I looked down feeling sad and guilty for speaking up. "Beg me." His words flowed through my ear and I lifted my head in surprise. He actually just gave me a chance ... I wasn't expecting that from him. I looked at the old man who was pleading me with eyes and it made me feel like that right now I am the only who can save him and his family. But the pressure made me confused on how to beg Alexander. The proper way is to kneel right now but he had locked me in his arm firmly. Nothing came to my mind at that moment and I was lost for words. I looked up at Alexander with fear and clasped my hands together infront of my chin interlocking my fingers with each other.

However, her knee gave in when she landed on the ground, and she could not help but kneel by the platform's edge. At that moment, Aya's expression was numb. She wanted to say something but realized that she was powerless no matter what she said. All the Islanders watched in disbelief. Knelt… She bent the knee? The ruling Royal bent the knee? If the ruling Royal bent her knee, what was the point for them not to knee? What if Harvey started to kill all of them instead? The moment they thought of that, all the Islanders started to kneel. The people in the embassy instantly bent their knees, and they looked extremely orderly.

He always asked these things, as if it ever changed. I would humor him, as if we were two equals on friendly terms standing on even ground. I would not overly focus on how he was larger than even the King– no matter how he lowered his voice– just as capable of doling out penalty to a guilty party. And then, eventually he would be off. But today, he knelt down, nearer my eye level. “If I may make a request?” I blinked, fingers tensing on the door. “When it suits you, will my lady reach out to the King?” Beta Tyler asked.

Do you agree to participate in this activity or not? I'm not going to let it happen. His Majesty who was in the divine mode responded. So, what are your plans? Prince? the angel asked. I'd like to send it back to the original sender. he responded. Then this is an action that will want additional heavenly support. Simply ask your angel to show you how to submit a request for additional assistance. Thank you very much. my colleague. I've been told to ask you, my angel, to show me how to submit my plea for assistance.