He pins me down, but I’ve never felt safer. Or stronger.
He is hard and desperate, only in the way he holds me to him.
Dominic’s mouth is next to my ear, I hear how good I make him feel. And I know it’s me, not just us fucking, because the way he says my name, over and over and over, is full of devotion. He reaches further, filling my mouth with his tongue as he floods my body with his release.
I sink into a space full of mindless pleasure, and beautiful quietness. I’m not alone, Dominic is right there with me. He softly massages anywhere he can reach, while he keeps kissing me while we ride out the wave of being knotted together.
I don’t fall asleep, but when we come to a gentle stop, we don’t talk, and we definitely don’t move. I can feel his cock inside me, pulsing every now and then. I feel my body answer, squeezing around him.
I’m in awe. I had no idea.
He breaks the tranquillity and moves but only so he canshuffle his body around, so he’s not squashing me, but I won’t let him. I love the way his heaviness holds me down, giving me a place I know I will forever be safe.
“I wish I had it in me to do that again,” I admit after a few minutes. It might be longer though; I have no awareness outside of him.
He chuckles, his lips on my shoulder making me shiver, and bear down on him in response. Aftershocks of arousal, or remembered pleasure, strum through me and I squeeze around him, chasing the same rush.
I squeak when Dominic rolls us. I end up splayed out on his chest, his legs wrapped around mine, so he holds me wide open. Jesus, the man must be a contortionist, but he stops all logical thoughts when he starts moving under me ever so slowly. Both his hands are on my breasts, rolling and teasing with the pinching and plucking, twisting and teasing until I’m wiggling under his gentle attention.
“I’m not stopping until you soak my cock with your juices, Simona.” His nose is pressed to my scent gland as he talks. And the groaned inhale he makes does a lot of wicked things to me, body and soul. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re in the early stages of your heat.”
The words make sense, but they don’t register. I’m distracted by him. Dominic’s encouragement is all I need, and I break out of his tender hold, whacking my head on the desk as I sit up. There’s a bite of discomfort since we’re locked together, but I find an angle that works. Only just, it’s a tight space, but it makes it more intimate.
I rock chasing my release, barely seeing straight as Dominic drives up every time I grind down. Pleasure, scent, and slick leak out of me and I think sex can’t get any better, until he sinks a thick finger into my asshole.
I discover Dominic can make anything infinitely better.
The shadows move across his office but this time I’m not in my nest alone as the day passes. My heat doesn’t eventuate, and by my calculations I have a month or so before it does.
Dominic and I snooze, talk, and kiss. We definitely snooze and kiss more than we talk but that man has a mouth to die for. His razor-sharp insight is also endearing.
“I’d like to spend the rest of my days here,” he says, stroking his fingers down my face.
For an Alpha he is very touchy feely. But that’s my trauma talking.
“There’s a but coming?”
“Sadly, there is. I need to start working on finding a way to get you away from him and keep him away from you. I need more than one avenue, and my Alpha will not stop stressing or worrying until you are completely safe. Then I’d be overjoyed if you can be under my desk any day you want, although I suggest you’d have company.”
“We might need a bigger desk because I like the sound of that, Alpha.”
A smile blazes, lighting up the colour of his eyes, but it falls away and he becomes more like my lawyer, than my lover. “I need you to be very careful around him now. I’ve met people like him before, and if he discovers you’ve been claimed it will shift his drive. He goes from holding the power in your relationship, to knowing he lost the one thing to keep you under his influence. He has nothing to lose. I’m not sorry I bit you, Simona, but I am furious with myself. My actions have made your situation worse.”
“Worse than what it was yesterday, last week, month, or year, Dominic? He’s already beating me at any chance he gets. He’s successfully cut me off financially and has weaselled his way into my family, isolating me from whatshould be my safe place. Whether you bit me or not, isn’t and wasn’t going to stop him because he has always been a toxic piece of shit.” I move, ignoring his glare at I talk badly about myself.
I don’t stop shuffling until our noses are touching. “You have to know, instead of putting me in danger, you gave me an incredible opportunity. Not only am I yours, but I also think I have a pack waiting in the wings for me.”
He goes to say something, to argue or counter, but I push my nose firmer to his. To keep him quiet but also so he is the air I breathe.
“What you also did when you claimed me, and for the record I reciprocated just as swiftly, was prove that my judgementissound. I might have lost a lot of myself under his influence, but I fought every day. I knew you, Ryder, and Hendrix mattered, and I never lost sight of that. Sure, I got a bit waylaid by guilt and second-guessing, but even the strongest do that sometimes. So, don’t tell me you’ve made this worse, because I trust you implicitly. If you believe it’s worse than that… then it must be true. And that really would break my heart.”
The ring of my mobile interrupts us. I’ve been vaguely aware of its buzzing off and on—mostly messages from Raney, though Tris and Ho have been just as busy texting. I’ve replied to let them know I’m alive and well, but that’s as much of an update as I’ve given.
Triple checking there’s no emergency, I’m floored to see the latest one is from Kozantine, Raney’s Alpha, and not from my girls.
“Wow, I think I have to take this. I hope there’s nothing wrong.” I sit up and press call.
He answers before the first ring finishes.
