Slow Down By Loose Ends Novels & Stories

Cleaner. heart racing "Then what is it? What is it? I don't get why you look at me like cuts in, his voice cracking a little "Like I want you when I shouldn't?" The room was quiet. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. He didn't say it nicely; he spat it out like a curse, as if he wished he hadn't let it out.

Be patient. "That's it. Now, imagine a warm light washing over you, starting at your toes and moving up. It loosens everything it touches—no tension, just pure release. " Damn! This was me narrating more than relaxation; I was planting seeds. Release. Loosen. All these were words that could twist into commands for her to open for me. She sighed, her body going limp, and I felt a rush of power.

The power within me was instantly drawn out, silver light spreading along my arm. "In the name of the Moon Goddess, I, Elena Morse, formally request severance of the mate bond with Alpha Damon Aldridge." Runes flickered across the stone. The invisible bond connecting us began to tremble and twist. "Elena, stop!" Damon's voice came from behind me, laced with a panic I'd never heard before. I didn't turn around. "It's too late." The instant the mate bond shattered, searing pain shot through my chest, but it was immediately followed by an unprecedented sense of relief. That suffocating feeling of being bound vanished completely.

Three times. Slowly.

Time to dismantle it. One piece at a time.

I wanted to please her so much and I slowed down until it seemed like I was barely moving. “Yes…like that,” Sage said with her eyes closed. The slowness was taking an aching toll on my hips as I obeyed.My head was swimming in some sort of dazed ecstasy as I eased out of her. My tip was almost out before she ordered me to go back in again. “Now, ease back into me the same way you entered me.” I breathed in a weary tone. Her instructions seemed easy enough but the tension in my body and the slowed down rhythmic movement was difficult to maintain because my hands were clasped behind my back. It was hard to keep balanced but I dared not disobey.

Something that matched how things had been. It didn’t. “Keep it brief.” It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t harsh. But it wasn’t what I was expecting either. My hand stilled for a moment before I realized it had. I hadn’t even finished the gesture yet. I adjusted. Almost immediately. Shortened what I was saying. Cut out what didn’t matter. Reduced it to something quicker, something easier to process. I hadn’t planned to do that. I just… did. My fingers moved again, more carefully this time, more aware of how long it was taking.

"Match my breath. Slow." She tried, drawing in a ragged, shuddering breath, exhaling it as he did. Slowly, very slowly, the suffocating knot in her throat began to loosen. The black spots at the edge of her vision receded, replaced by the reassuring, solid reality of his presence.

I didn’t slow my pace down. . . #TBC

How can a person as strong as him be this vulnerable? He could buy almost anything he wanted in this world, and yet he still suffered from this psychological barrier he couldn’t surpass? She started to grow more curious about him. Liam had this veil of mystery that she could not see through. “Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way…” “Change to a different song!” “I don’t know any other songs,” she scratched her head awkwardly. “Then try another method.” “Music helps you relax.” “But your singing is bad.”