HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance) novel Chapter 121

Meadow’s POV:

Was there something wrong with me?

I had never labeled myself as an overly submissive woman. I mean, I talked back to Alaric a lot of times during sex, even though I got punished for it. But seeing that woman crawl up to Landon in such an obedient manner, watching the way she drank from his glass and the way she flushed in pleasure when he stroked her hair with his hand…

I couldn’t deny that it did something to me. Hell, I wanted to be her. I wanted Alaric to treat me like that-like he… like he owned me.

And I knew enough about intimacy to know that that level of dominance and submissiveness between us would take a whole lot of trust. And I trusted him, wholeheartedly. So did he.

But why did it also terrify me? Why did the thought of completely surrendering myself to this man appeal to me and scare me at the same time?

And why on earth did I want so much to be tied up so beautifully like the woman I was watching through the glass?

When I told Alaric I wanted to use the bathroom, it was just an excuse to take a moment to myself, because everything that I had seen so far was so fucking intense. And exhilarating.

And then I had walked through this hallway, and I had seen a lot through the windows–including a man being chained to some kind of X–shaped cross, with what I recognized as a cock ring being used to control his release.

But what really got to me was the woman suspended in the air, held by ropes and knots that pressed against her skin. And the way her eyes were rolled back in pleasure as her partner fucked her with the dildo. The total surrender.

All I could imagine was Alaric tying me up in that exact same manner and punishing me for being a bad girl. And then rewarding me with his cock after I promised not to be bad anymore.

My core pulsed at the thought, and then, I felt it.

The jolt of pleasure that shot through my clit and caused my knees to buckle. However, before I could reach for something to steady myself, Alaric’s arm was around me, and he pulled my back against his chest, his warm breath fanning my chest as he chuckled. “Careful, baby girl.”

I bit down hard on my bottom lip, leaning back into him as my thighs clenched together. The vibration wasn’t too intense, but with the way I was already turned on before all this, it definitely felt intense.

“That’s… wicked,” I breathed, holding onto Alaric’s arm on my waist. I started to turn to see if the few people around us were looking at us, but Alaric stopped me.

“No one is watching you, baby,” he rasped, voice deeper than before. “They’re all focused on what’s going on inside these rooms. And the lighting is a little dimmer here. But, even if they could see you, would it matter?”

“I…” My eyes rolled back in my head. I couldn’t think clearly enough to formulate a response.

The vibration ceased and I melted back into him. He pressed his lips to my neck. “Don’t look away.”

I didn’t. I watched as the other woman pulled the dildo out of her restrained partner’s pussy, and then she raised it to her mouth and sucked her essence off it. The restrained women let out a whimper just as someone else from a nearby room cried out in orgasm.

A soft gasp escaped my mouth.

“It’s called Shibari,” Alaric continued.

“What?” I breathed, brows pulling together in confusion.

“It’s a rope bondage presentation, baby. You have no idea how much a lot of people want to be tied up like this and… ruined.”

I turned my head so I could gaze into his eyes. He was watching me carefully, curiosity swirling in those blue eyes of his.

Maybe he was watching me to know exactly what I was into?

But if he was doing that, that meant that he must’ve seen me practically salivating over the idea of being on my knees for him. A shudder ran down my spine and I looked back through the window. “It looks like it hurts,” I whispered.

Alaric let out an amused breath. “Lots of people gain pleasure from pain, Meadow.” He paused. “Dare I say you too?”

My mouth dropped open but no words came out.

Alaric hummed. “You’ve gone silent.”

The vibrator buzzed against my clit again, this time intense enough that pleasure shot through my G- spot. “Oh!” I gasped, my nails digging into Alaric’s arms. “Alaric…”

“The people inside love to be watched.” He continued, like he wasn’t driving me crazy with pleasure.”

They’re called exhibitionists.”

No. Far from it.

“And then I noticed the way you kept staring at Landon’s woman. The way your eyes glazed over, like you wanted it, and then the way you walked out like you couldn’t believe that you did I knew you needed a moment alone, not because you wanted to use the bathroom.”

My breath hitched. “I just…”

Alaric’s hand slipped into the waist band of my lace panties and then he cupped me there, letting out a satisfied hum when he felt how soaked I was. And then, he pulled out the vibrator, brought his hand out of my panties and toward my mouth.

For me to taste.

“There’s nothing to be ashamed of, Meadow,” he whispered, using the toy to trace my lips. My eyes fell shut and I leaned back into him. “Not when you’re with me. And definitely not here.”

My lips parted and he slipped the toy into my mouth. Swirling my tongue around it, a moan slipped from my lips as his other hand returned to my panties and he ran his fingers along my wet slit.

“I built this place because I know how much people want to do what they want without ever feeling like they’re being judged.” His voice lowered. “Do you have any idea how liberating it feels? To know you can do whatever you want.” He removed the toy from my mouth, and for a second, his hand disappeared as he shoved it into his pockets.

I shook my head, feeling overly emotional all of a sudden. “No. No, I don’t. Oh…” I whimpered when Alaric’s fingers pushed through my folds and into my wet core, while his other hand came around my neck.

My vision turned blurry as I refocused on what was happening around us. The sounds and songs of pleasure, the distant sound of skin slapping against skin. And right in front of us, the two women were now on the bed, scissoring in such a beautiful, intimate manner.

Alaric slowly thrust his fingers in and out of my hole. “Well, I do. And it feels fucking euphoric, baby girl.” A gasp tore from my throat as he curled his fingers deep inside of me. “Do you want to know what it feels like, baby?”

“Yes,” I breathed without hesitation.

“Fucking beautiful,” he murmured. “Then tell me, Meadow. What do you want? Tell me… what your kink is. Don’t make me force it out of you.”

I swallowed. He already knew what it was–of course, he did. He’d been watching me all night.

“I…” My lips quivered as Alaric’s fingers curled against my G–spot. “I want to submit to you.” My voice was barely there. Just a whisper. “I want you to tie me up however you want, to praise me when I do good and punish me whenever I do bad. I want… I want you to make me yours, Alaric. Completely.”