25. The Bite of Submission
Ace’s dominating bite didn’t break the skin, and yet, my body’s reaction to it was overwhelming and extreme.
I no longer had control over my movements. I slumped forward against him, completely giving in to his hold, without any sort of fight.
My head fell to the side of its own accord, consequently giving him better access to my neck and throat, and my arms became limp noodles.
Explosive, mind-numbing sparks raced through me in a way I had never felt before, starting at the spot where he was biting me before spreading everywhere else. My toes curled in my shoes.
I whimpered, feeling embarrassed that the spot between my legs was pulsing with uncontrollable need.
In seconds, my arousal leaked into my panties, soaking them entirely, then trickled down the insides of my thighs.
I was shocked and confused. Ace had bitten me plenty of times in the past, but I had never reacted like this before.
I was so turned on, so utterly aroused by his dominating behavior, that it seemed like my brain was shutting down. Ace was in charge; I didn’t need to think because he would tell me what to do.
And so, unable to do anything else, I waited, hoping he would eventually see fit to grant me some mercy and let me go.
Or even better, that he’d dig his teeth in harder and keep me in this mindless yet blissful state forever.
What felt like minutes passed like that, with him holding me in his powerful, unrelenting grip.
The only sound coming from inside the car was my labored breathing as I submitted to him. It was all I was capable of doing.
Something inside of me—some part of me I didn’t understand—was screaming at me to submit to him and let him do with me as he wished, to never disobey or try to run from him again.
And I was more than willing to comply.
With his teeth at my neck, I was too afraid to fight him but, at the same time, I felt safe and secure and
—at peace.
Not to mention turned on.
The truth is, I liked Ace being in control. I liked not having to think for myself for a while.
Eventually, he loosened his grip on me and removed his teeth from my throat. I was like liquid against him as he led my face back into his neck.
This time, when he put the car in drive, I stayed perfectly still, even as he pulled out of the parking lot.
The need to submit held me in its clutches, so I remained languid as he drove me wherever.
The only time I did move was to grip the front of his shirt in my fists as I sought to anchor myself to him for the rest of eternity.
I didn’t even notice I was crying until I felt the wetness of my tears against my lips and tasted them with my tongue. I was too overwhelmed to stop the overflow of emotion.
But despite soaking Ace’s shirt with my silent cries, he didn’t comfort me like he usually did, nor did he run his hand up and down my back like I so desperately wanted.
Madoc was right. Ace would never hurt me. He wouldn’t even consider it. But somehow, this—his anger and disappointment in me—felt so much worse.
Ace pulling the car to a stop felt like a distant echo, and I clung to him as he lifted me out of the seat, feeling like I would die if he put me down. ly giving in to his Thankfully, Ace returned my hold just as tightly. It was the only thing that brought me any sort of
relief. y neck and throat, Maybe I hadn’t completely messed up. Maybe Ace would find it in him to forgive me for everything I had done.
Ace’s pace was quick, and each stride made me bounce a little.
I was acutely aware of how my body rubbed against him with each step, how my hard nipples poked through the cups of my bra, how my panties clung to the soaking, pulsating lips of my pussy… If I looked down, I was sure I would see I was making a wet spot on the front of his shirt.
And yet, I couldn’t keep myself from trying to press my body even closer to him.
I wasn’t paying attention to where he was taking me. I honestly didn’t care. It was only when he tried to set me down that I finally realized he had brought me to his house.
We were in his bedroom, and he was laying me down on his huge king-size bed.
A sudden panic that he was going to leave me consumed my mind, and I wrapped my arms tighter around his neck, making sure he couldn’t pull himself away from me after putting me down.
I wanted to voice my thoughts but I wasn’t sure if he still wanted me to be quiet, so I said nothing, hoping my actions were making my needs clear.
Ace let out a low rumbling noise that came from deep within his chest. He gently rubbed my waist over
o him. It was all I my dress.
“Let go, Doe.” His voice was deep and rough. “It’s the middle of the fucking night. I need to get you ready for bed.”
I forced myself to release him at the sound of his angry tone, and just as I’d suspected, an ice-cold dread consumed me the moment we were no longer touching.
He looked down at me, taking in my appearance with a calculating expression before backing away. I didn’t miss the way his eyes flashed while he studied me.
Was it out of anger or lust?
I propped myself up on my elbows so I could watch him. He stood at the edge of the bed, never looking away from me as he unzipped and dropped his pants.
Then he pulled his shirt over his head so that he was only in his boxers. I swallowed when I noticed the hard outline of his cock. He was straining against the fabric, wanting to break free.
My chest started to heave.
I had witnessed the effect I had on his body before. I had even felt his erection pressed up against me on occasion, but that was usually during the morning when most men have a woody.
But this…this was proof that I turned him on just as much as he did me.
Did he want me to touch him and pleasure him in the same way he’d touched and pleasured me? Seeing his stiffness between his legs made me think that maybe he did.
I was broken out of my trance when Ace tossed his shirt at me.
“Put it on,” he commanded.
I gulped and followed his orders, quickly pulling his shirt over my dress. Ace watched me the entire time, his eyes still just as dark as they had been when he found me.
“Dress off, Doe.”
Moments later, I was sitting on his bed in only his shirt and my very wet panties, waiting for him to tell me what to do next.
The need to please him was still at the forefront of my mind, although I was aware enough to know how strange the whole situation was.
I shouldn’t just be giving in to him. I should be fighting against him and the masochistic, barbaric way he treats me.
But I didn’t. I didn’t want to. Ever since he bit my neck in his car, I just wanted to please him.
“We’re going to sleep now,” he said. “We’re going to sleep because I’m not in the right frame of mind to have a level-headed conversation and I don’t want to scare you any more than I already have.”y when he tried to “So, you’re going to lie down and shut your eyes and not argue with me. We’ll talk in the morning.
Understand?”
I dropped my gaze and nodded.
He walked to the door and turned off the light, bathing us both in blackness. I tried to make out his approaching figure in the dark but couldn’t see a thing. I couldn’t hear him either.
Ace had always been able to move around more quietly than a damn church mouse when he wanted. It was extremely unnerving.ed my waist over Even though I couldn’t see or hear him, I still knew what he wanted of me and I hurried to get under the covers. My heart pounded when I felt the bed dip next to me under Ace’s weight.
He didn’t touch me, staying on his side of the bed instead. That simple fact made my chest squeeze so tightly that it felt like it was going to explode.
Is he so mad that he can’t even bear the thought of touching me? Is he not going to hold me tonight?
I had spent most of the night away from him and, now, all I wanted to do was crawl over to him and feel his body against mine. Would he yell at me if I reached over and brushed my hand against his?
I felt so small and pathetic. Silent tears started to flow down my cheeks as I stared up at the dark ceiling above and tried so desperately not to break down. ed, never looking Sleep, Doe. He told you to sleep, not to cry. Do you really want to risk making him even more upset by not following his orders? You’re already on thin ice. Don’t give him another reason to leave you. hen I noticed theYeah, that inner monologue definitely didn’t help with the whole try-not-to-crying situation. More tears
flowed, and I was barely able to keep the hiccuping sobs down.
Ace sighed next to me. “Okay. Okay, sweet girl. Come here.”
To my extreme relief, he pulled me on top of him and wrapped his arms around me.
And that was all it took for the dam to break and my sobs to be released.
“I-I’m sorry,” I choked out. “I’m s-so sorry. I won’t do it again. I promise. I’m sorry.” sured me? SeeingHe held me through it all, rocking me softly. “Shh, I know, Doe. I know. It’s okay now. It’s all over.
You’re safe—safe and back with me, where you belong. You can relax now. You can rest.”
His words did something to me. The pressure I had been experiencing since he bit me slowly started to fade, along with my worry that he was never going to be able to forgive me.
My sobs quietened, and it finally felt like I was able to breathe again. Relief expanded throughout my chest like a warm wave.
“I’m sorry for hurting you,” he whispered, his voice so quiet that I almost didn’t hear him. His tone was ng for him to tellmuch gentler than before, no longer laced with his growls.
He pressed a soft kiss to the place where his teeth had dug into my throat. The spot was so extremely tender, I flinched and swallowed a whimper.
“Fuck, I’m sorry, Doe,” he repeated. “I didn’t mean to make you submit. I just… My wolf took control.
I should have held him back. I should have stopped him from biting your mating gland. I’m sorry.”
Hiding his face in my hair, he hugged me closer, caging me to his body like he was afraid I was going to run again.
I struggled to process what he just said. “My…m-mating gland—?”
The moment I spoke those words, the base of my skull exploded with sharp, piercing pain.
I cried out. Ace let out a slew of curses. Instantly, he palmed the back of my head and massaged the spot that hurt the most, easing some of the overwhelming pain.
“Don’t think about it,” he urged me. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything.”
I still didn’t understand, but I couldn’t bring myself to ask any more questions. My hammering migraine made my body slump with sudden exhaustion.
“I love you, Doe,” Ace said, kissing my hair. “We’ll talk about everything in the morning. But for now, I think we both just need sleep.”
I didn’t argue and let my eyes fall shut.
at the dark ceiling
ation. More tears
His words did something to me. The pressure I had been experiencing since he bit me slowly started to fade, along with my worry that he was never going to be able to forgive me.
My sobs quietened, and it finally felt like I was able to breathe again. Relief expanded throughout my chest like a warm wave.
“I’m sorry for hurting you,” he whispered, his voice so quiet that I almost didn’t hear him. His tone was much gentler than before, no longer laced with his growls.
He pressed a soft kiss to the place where his teeth had dug into my throat. The spot was so extremely tender, I flinched and swallowed a whimper.
“Fuck, I’m sorry, Doe,” he repeated. “I didn’t mean to make you submit. I just… My wolf took control.
I should have held him back. I should have stopped him from biting your mating gland. I’m sorry.”
Hiding his face in my hair, he hugged me closer, caging me to his body like he was afraid I was going to run again.
I struggled to process what he just said. “My…m-mating gland—?”
The moment I spoke those words, the base of my skull exploded with sharp, piercing pain.
I cried out. Ace let out a slew of curses. Instantly, he palmed the back of my head and massaged the spot that hurt the most, easing some of the overwhelming pain.
“Don’t think about it,” he urged me. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything.”
I still didn’t understand, but I couldn’t bring myself to ask any more questions. My hammering migraine made my body slump with sudden exhaustion.
“I love you, Doe,” Ace said, kissing my hair. “We’ll talk about everything in the morning. But for now, I think we both just need sleep.”
I didn’t argue and let my eyes fall shut.
