The Male Lead Knelt Before Me Novels & Stories

Cannot tightened uncomfortably. God what the hell are they going to do with me ? In the heat of the moment I told them I could do anything to save my father without thinking of the consequences for a minute . Knox standing before me . He was facing the crowd. Thte entire pack was surrounding us. Their heads were bowed before their leader in respect or fear or maybe both .I can not tell.The were kneeling on the ground.

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.

Chris stopped in the middle of the room, turning to face me with a look that was both assessing and expectant. “Kneel,” he commanded, his voice low and firm, cutting through the stillness. My heart raced as I obeyed, lowering myself to my knees on the plush rug beneath me. I felt exposed, yet oddly empowered by my willingness to submit to his lead. I looked up at him, my hands resting lightly on my thighs, awaiting his next instruction. His dark eyes scanned me, and I could feel his approval even before he spoke. “Now,” he began, his tone firm yet teasing, “tell me why you’re here. Beg for your punishment.”

“You left the house again without telling us. It's dangerous out there for you. Do you understand what that means?” “Yeah,” I snapped. “It means I got a break from your stupid faces.” That’s when it happened. Dante grabbed my arm, not hard, but enough to stop me. “Kneel.” I blinked. “What?” “Kneel,” he repeated, voice cold. Did I just hear him correctly? He demanded that I knelt down? Are they for real? I laughed. “You’ve lost your mind.” But he wasn’t joking. Neither was Knox, who stepped behind me, forcing my shoulders down. What are these bastards planning? Do they want me dead all of a sudden?

“Before packs were divided. Before omegas were lesser. Before mates were weapons.” Kael exhaled shakily. “You’re not supposed to exist anymore.” The man smiled again. “Neither was she.” My knees gave out. Timothy caught me before I hit the floor, lowering me gently as if I were made of glass. Myron knelt instantly, gripping my hand, his touch burning reassurance into my skin. “Tell us who you are,” Myron said tightly. The man finally did something unexpected. He knelt. Right there on the stone floor, before all of us, he went down on one knee and bowed his head to me.

I was looking up at him, at his face, trying not to look 'down' when he suddenly fell to his knees at the bottom of the bed. What? Why is he kneeling before me?

Because that look on his face… “Fuck, Sade,” he groaned, looking pained. “You’re a sight, aren't you?” He knelt in front of me, and my eyes grew wide. “Please don't kneel!” I shouted, about to sit up, but he pressed my lower stomach softly and held me down. “If I don't kneel, then how am I supposed to feast?” I blinked at him in confusion. “F-feast, sir?” A smirk ghosted his lips, and my heart nearly stopped when his head disappeared between my legs.

“I hate how you control it. But... yeah.” After dinner, he led me to the living room, it was a massive section facing the view. “Kneel,” he ordered softly, settling back. I dropped before him, the carpet plush under my knees. He unzipped, his cock springing free…already hard, thicker than I remembered from morning. “Show me how grateful you are for this opportunity.”

A promise that he won’t take what isn’t given but he will take what’s his once I offer it. The knife glides over another seam and my skin chills as my body and pulse heats. I inhale sharply and he pauses for just for a heartbeat and I know he’s waiting for the slightest sign that he needs to stop. My heart keeps banging against my ribs, and I'm a little lightheaded. He knelt before me, he actually knelt before me on his knees to remove my dress. And Lev looking up at me with those deep, soulful steel grey yes of his .

The man before him was Henry, the legendary Master of Golden Liberty. His whole body shook as he turned toward Henry, struggling to kneel. His legs were weak from fear, but after a moment, he managed to kneel before Henry.