Surrender To Me Novels & Stories

As I sink into the soft embrace of the bed, I make a vow to myself: No matter what happens in this place, no matter what he promises or tempts me with . I will refuse to submit to Sasha.

“Surrender isn’t about losing. It’s about gaining everything.” Rykor knew, with a certainty that settled deep in his bones, that his apartment, his life, his very soul, no longer belonged to him. They belonged to the succubus in his arms, and he had never felt more whole, more appreciated, or more at peace. The domestic takeover was complete.

Her pussy was completely exposed. I adjusted the height until her toes barely brushed the floor. Enough to support her weight. Enough to keep her helpless. I stepped in front of her. “Look at me,” I said. Her eyes met mine. Green. Fierce. But there was something softer underneath. Something that wanted to be broken open. I reached up. Cupped her face with both hands. My thumbs stroked her cheekbones. “You are strong,” I said. “I see it in the way you hold yourself. But strength is not what I need today. I need surrender. I need you to give me your body. Your control. Your pain. Your pleasure. Can you do that for me?”

Maybe even interest. He leaned in slightly, his voice a low murmur. “Darling, if I wanted submission, I’d take it. What I want… is surrender.” The distinction made my breath hitch. Surrender wasn’t about force. It was about choice. And that made it far more dangerous. "Come here." He patted his lap. My heart thundered like it was trying to tear out of my chest. Every step toward him felt like a betrayal of reason, of morality, of everything I told myself I wouldn't feel.

"But what you learned tonight — that goes with you. You know now what surrender feels like. What letting go feels like. You can access that anytime, anywhere, even without me." "How?" "By remembering." He taps my forehead gently. "Your body knows now. When the weight gets too heavy, when you can't carry it anymore, close your eyes and remember how it felt to release it. Your body will respond. It will take you back to that place of surrender." "And if I need more? If I need... this?" He smiles. "Then you know where to find me. Our contract has no expiration date, Eleanora. I'll be here whenever you need me. For as long as you need me."

"And when I do, I’m going to live my life so loud it shatters the stars. But right now..." She leaned in, her lips inches from his. "Right now, I need you to stay focused. Because something is watching us." A pair of glowing, reptilian eyes opened in the darkness of the trees. [Survival Requirement: Maximum Physical Bond.] [The Altar demands a 'Blood Offering' of Passion to stop the sinking.] Willa realized the game’s final trick. It had stripped away their clothes and their tech to force them into the most basic, raw form of intimacy. To save the island—and themselves—they wouldn't be hacking a computer. They would be surrendering to the wild.

I deny him the release just like Evelyn denied him a life. "Would I ever bow to you?" I ask, channeling her arrogance back at him. "Never," he chokes out. "Who owns you?" "You do, Mia. You own me." The victory tastes like iron. It tastes like power. "Surrender," I command. "Say 'I surrender.'" "I surrender!" Harlan screams. "Then bleed." I let go. I pound into him, my body seizing in a violent, cathartic climax. I scream into his face, pouring all the hate and the hurt into him.

How much hold do I have on this man that he would kneel? This isn’t surrender. This is obsession bending, but not breaking. At this point, I understand something terrifyingly clear. If I walk away, he will destroy everything in his path. If I stay, I learn how to survive inside the storm. “I pledge with my blood,” he continues, his voice steady, intense. “I may be feared, brutal, and merciless.” His voice is deep and clear with authority. “But I surrender to you.” My breath catches. “I put you in charge of my emotions. My weakness. My strength.” His chest rises and falls heavily. “I take you as my life. As the reason I still breathe.”

But a dark part of me—the one I tried to ignore—was already aching for what would come after dinner. They had claimed me. And I, even terrified, had surrendered.

“Use me for your benefit and I will use you because I enjoy your body. Nobody gets hurt.” Nobody, she thought. Nobody… “Now, will you surrender yourself to your wildest desires and continue this game of ours?”