《The Immortal Alpha》Chapter 32
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"I'm going to the local markets. You can go to the malls if you like." I said to Sofia who had got all decked up to go shopping.
"You're not serious." She threw her head back dramatically. I rolled my eyes. I did know she could be soo dramatic. I liked her better when she was You Get. She was cute and lovely but now she was a teen. "Are you coming or not?" I said stopping a taxi. "Fine." It was now ime for her tp roll her eyes and trust me when I say it was a sight I never wanted to see. We got into the taxi and went to the nearest place that was filled with local shops.
"You should get out more." I went into a shop that sold necklaces. Ones made from beads of all different colours and I spotted a hat. It was triangular in shape and looked beautiful. "How much is this?" I asked the lady seating at the till. "One hundred and fifty." I ravaged through my wallet for the money and gave it to her.
"Should I pack it for you?"
"No need." I took it and wore it.
"What do you want to buy?" I directed to Sofia,who was going through shelves full of beautiful things. " I'd like to pay for another one. It's for a friend." I paid for another one. O was buying it for Ana. She would love It,I hope she would.
"I want to show you something." Sofia said pulling me out of the shop. We walked and walked and bought all kinds of snacks.
"We should do that again" I plopped on the bed. "I will think about it." She said try g to fake think. "Yeah,you will." I said unconvinced. She never thought of anything of she said she will 'think' about it. "Now can I see what's in the bag? Please." I realised a defeated sigh. She all but ran to the bag and opened it. Taking out all it's contents she raised one up. "This is beautiful. I'm taking it." She was talking about a waist dress that had a lose chain running around the waist. " No way. Those are my clothes." I teased. She opened her mouth to retaliate but nothing came out.
"They will be your last year."
"And what's that supposed to mean?" A brow raised in confusion.
"They will never be yours." She simply shrugged and pulled the bag out along with all my other make-up tools. "Wait! Bring back every item of make-up in that bag." I said sternly. It would be a miracle if she listened to me. She came back minutes later to find me still laying on the bed,in the same position she had left me in. "Here they are." She said putting them on the dresser. The pack of make-up brushes was missing along with my foundation." Where are the rest?" I got up from the bed. She tuned to face me. " In my room." She went back to packing them neatly at the dresser. "And why is that?" A brow raised again. "I figure you had many of those,So I lightened you load a little." She said in a simple voice as if it was nothing.
"Bring them back. In less than thirty minutes I wanna see them on that dresser. You know very well I was going to five them to you when I left." I said walking to her. Her head fell down and o lifted it with a hand.
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"I love you kid and what's mine is yours."
"Really?" Her eyes light up. "If So,can I have that maroon,white and blue coat that I saw in the wardrobe?"
"No."
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"It been such a long time since I last saw you. I was beginning to think you had disappeared." Teased Liana. We had gone out for lunch after a week there. And fortunately for me,Nick did not arrive. I mean my dad would skin him alive. He was just joking around,like all the other nights we had spend sending email after email to each other. So far he had not asked me about that contract and to say I was happy would be an understatement. I had not gone through it nor tried opening it. I had so much to do and time never came for me to just seat and go through it.
"When is Anastasia coming? I miss her too,more especial how forward she can be." She took a sip of her juice. We both were having Mango juice. After that one was finished I added for a different flavour. "I don't know,really. She is a little busy." A little busy? more like over working. "Boyfriend or work?" Pure curiosity. "Both." I tried to focus on the cup before me but my mind drifted to you know who.
The last time we spoke was about seven hours ago. In the early hours on the morning and with Skype. I was still very sleepy with A seemed very refreshed for that hour. It was five in the morning for fuck sake. One thing I knew for certain was that our time lines where the same.
I returned home in time for dinner. " I thought you weren't gonna join us tonight." Said mother as she neatly placing the plates with Sofia. "I wouldn't miss it for the word." I helped out withdrawing the food nd serving it. Amandla,mother's helper was also there that day. "Where were you? I haven't seen you the past week." I said reaching for the jar full of water next to Sofia. "Please pass me the water." I directed to Sofia who did it with a smile. "I had the week off,So went to visit my family." She said taking a mouthful. She was allowed to seat at the table with us.
In other families,the help weren't allowed to seat at the same table as the family or eat the same food as them. But my family was different. Amandla was more of a family member than the help. She had been there from the beginning. From the first week after they moved to Cape Town. She showed them how things worked around there. Where to go find the best food. She was an angel.
"And how are They?" I made small talk at the table. Father was bound to scold just any minute from then. He made it a rule to never talk while eating. Well it was one of the many table manners that I didn't get growing up. "You should tell Sello to come tomorrow. I miss that little boy but I'm sure he is not that little anymore." They laughed at me. "So he's not that little?" I was confused. They laughed even harder. Father was the first to recover. "No talking during dinner or when eating." I smiled. I knew he was in there somewhere. Waiting to come out.
From then on it was quiet. A comfortable silence with the only sounds being heated being the fork against a plate. We watched a movie till sometime after nine and that's when my phone rang. I took it out of my back pocket and checked it and Nick's name popped out.
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"I'll be going to bed now. Good night." I excused myself. And not even two steps away from the stairs dad stayed something. "Is it because if that call?" I stopped in my tracks and turned. "Absolutely not. I'm just tired that's all." I quickly ran upstairs to my room.
"Hey."
"How are you doing love?"
Yeah,we had gotten to calling each other love,sweet heart,babe and so on but the girlfriend stage was still lingering at the back of my mind. I wondered if I should call him that,my boyfriend,first of wait for him to do it.
"I'm good but missing you terribly."
He laughed.
We spend an hour talking and one more sending emails back and forth. And this time I looked at the contract. He had asked me to and I didn't feel any sleepy after we talked.
The dominant? Nick? Dominant?
Wait What?
Scarlett? Submissive?
I had no idea he was into this stuff. What did I know about him anyway.
1. The following are the binding terms betweenand .
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2. The fundamental purpose of this contract is to allow to explore her sensuality and limits safely.
3. The and agree and acknowledge that all that occurs under the terms of this contract will be consensual,confidential and subject to the agreed limits and safety procedures set out in this contract.
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I told a break and went downstairs to get something to drink. Something to help me process what I had read.
I knew of dominates and Submissions but never had I thought I would actually meet one and fall deeply and madly inlove with. He had told me he 'exercised control at all things' but I never knew he meant this. I also knew he was a little possessive about me. From the small thing he would whisper to me to when we were around a lot of men. And in all this it never occurred to me that he was a dominant.
"Why are...? I thought you were sleeping." Said mother as she was the only one in the kitchen during that time. "It's only what...eleven,and I just came for water and going back to sleep." I faked a yawn and she bought it. "Ok take this." She took out a bottle and threw to me. I caught it and mumbled a good bye.
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4. The will agree to any sexual activity deemed fit and pleasurable by the ,excepting those activities outlined in
5. The will not drink to excess,smoke or take recreational drugs,or put her person into any unnecessary risk.
6. The will not enter into sexual relations with anyone other than the
7. The agrees to procure oral contraception from a physician of the 's choosing.
8. The will eat regularly to maintain her health and well-being from a prescribed list of food. Appendix four.
9. The will obey any instruction given by the
She will do so eagerly and without hesitation.
10. The will not touch thewithout his expressed permission to do so.
11. The shall always conduct herself in a respective manner to the and she address him only as "Sir," "Mr. Wildwood" or such other title as the may direct.
12. The may flog,spank, or corporally punish the as he sees fit,for purposes of discipline or for his personal enjoyment.
13. The safe word "" will be used to bring to the attention of the that the is close to her limit of endurance.
14. The safe word "" will be used to bring to the attention of the that the can no longer tolerate any further demands. When used the 's actions will cease with immediate effect.
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I scoffed at the sight of the long list of foods.
Did he really expect me to spent the rest of my life eating those? I was not a goat and was never gonna turn into one.
Mr. Wildwood.
It had a nice ring to it.
Was I considering It? Being his submissive? Would he treat me right? Would he punish me every time I did something wrong? Would he punish me for rolling my eyes at him?
I laughed to myself as I remembered how much I loved doing that,rolling my eyes.
I drifted into a very erotic dream that night.
We were in my room,Nick and I,and had just come from a party. I was wearing a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. He had on jeans t-shirt and a coat. A black leather coat.
"I'll be back." I went into the bathroom and he followed behind. I stopped and turned. "I said I will..." My word were cut by lips being pressed against mine roughly. At first I was a little taken back by the impact but eventually kissed hum back. His lips were rougher than mine but sweet. The best thing I ever tasted.
He licked my lower lip. I refused him excess. I wanted to taste his lips a little bit more. He bit it lightly and I yelped. He took that opportunity to launch his tongue into my mouth. My own fought for control,dominance but his had the upper hand. His won and quickly devoured my mouth. I was at a loss for air.
I broke from the kiss to breath,he was also as breathless as I was. I leaned in and kissed him. His hands snaked from my waist to my butt as he pulled to him,his crotch massaging my covered belly.
I wanted to feel it,taste it,have it inside me. Yeah I wanted to fuck him.
He licked me up. His back was most probably painful due to the bending. I draped my legs around his waist as he walked us back into the bedroom and to the bed. Never breaking the kiss. He squeezed my butt,making me moan into his mouth.
He threw me on the bed. I know what was going come next. I took off my shirt and started to unzip and unbutton the pants but the zipper got stuck. He took off his coat and shirt in one swift and quick move and moved to me. He grabbed my ankles and pulled me to him,toward the edge of the bed. I was a giggling,horny as fuck mess. He ripped the jeans off of me. Sending them in shreds to the floor along with the rest of my clothing. I was stripped bare before him. Nothing covered. All my insecurities out there for him to see and judge if he felt.
I closed my eyes,waited for him to tell me how ugly by body was. Waited for him to judge me but they never came. He never said the words I had expected. The words I had been telling myself though out my entire life. He never told be he found m6 body ugly. Cause I did. That he did not like it. Cause I didn't. Well until he told me this.
"You are beautiful. I will never get tired of seeing you,your body and soul."
He said placing kisses around my sex as his hands pushed my legs further apart. The same sex that was tripping wet from the first touch. The same one that begged him to tame it. He kissed both my pussy lips and dived in to my pussy hole. Not fucking me with his tongue,he played with my clit as my hands fisted the sheets.
He lifted his face to look at my flushed stake. I was a panting mess along with my hair and mind. I couldn't think straight. Damn,I didn't even want to.
His pants went to his pants and he started to unzip. I moved from my lieing position to kneeling as I went to help him. I pushed them down and saw the most amaizing,mesmerizing part of him. His cock. It was huge and full of veins. It sprung up to greet me and I was more than happy to greet it. I lowed my head to deliver my greetings but he stopped me by grabbing my shoulders and pushing me back so I could look into his eyes. There were black. The whole thing,iris,pupil the whole hing was black.
He kicked off his pants and pushed me so I was on my back. The foreplay was cut short as I grabbed his hard dick in my hand. I looked into his eyes. Although black they were full of lust like mine were. He placed a soft kiss on my lips as he positioned himself and entered me slowly. I threw my head back and drew in a very deep breath. He stracted me to I don't know were. He thrusted in,faster this time. My hands went to his back.
Fast,deep and rough was what he gave me and what I wanted. He thrusted into me and ducked me senseless. My nails drew all kinds of things on his back.
"Aaahh..ahh" I moaned out as he hit my g-spot repeatedly. It felt like heaven on earth. "Oh fuck! Yessss!" I moaned out loudly as I comes with him still buried deep inside me. My legs were shaking,my hear racing and my voice came out shaky as I moaned.
"Nick!" I moaned his name as he hit my g-spot. That seemed to have encouraged him to faster. "Faster! Deeper! I want you to fuck me." I screamed out. His pace quickened. He came twice and I more than three times in the same position. His hands tightly gripped my hips as he pulled out of me. I frowned. I didn't want it to end just yet. I was sore but I wanted more. More of him and his monster cock. He flipped me over so I layed on my stomach.
"On your knees." He commandeered. I did as told and went on my knees and hands. My pussy was exposed to him. I used one hand to rub my throbbing,sensitive clit. "No one but me is allowed to touch you." He roared as he entered me in one swift move. My head dropped as I got myself accustomed to the position. He went deeper. Deeper than before.
I liked this position. Actually I loved it.
He rubbed my clit while thrusting in and out off me. He stopped and I felt my pussy muscles clench his cock. Damn he was huge. "Move." He said placing kisses down my spine. I moved my hips,grinding him on my own. My arms became weak. I found hold my weight anymore. My legs started to shake and his thrusts became slow and sloppy. We rode our orgasms together as my arms gave in. My butt was still in the air.
I had come many times,more than I could remember. The last one i kept track on was the eighth and I had many more after that.
"Please...stop." My cures cane out sloppy and weak and barely audible. I was dripping fro both my cup and his. He pulled out and I pulled all the strength I had left in me and tried to crawl away. He placed his hands back on my hips and pulled me back to him. Back to his cock. I was tired,exhausted but I could do another round or two. I rubbed my clit only for it to be slapped away. He placed his and rubbed roughly and fast. I pulled forward to hat away from his roughness. It was surely turning me on even more but the assault was too much. I was already sensitive. He entered me. His cock again stretching my walls to accommodate himself.
"You are so tight."
He grunted and whispered sweet nothings to me. I felt my walls clench his cock even more,if that was even possible. "Mmhh.." I moaned loudly,aching my back. His hand stopped rubbing and snaked to my lower belly. Where he pushed it up and thrusted in.
"Aaggghh...do it again."
He did it again and gave me an energy boost. My raised my arms again to support my weight. One hand stayed on the bed as the other rubbed my clit and he did not slap it away this time. He ducked me raw and I liked every part of it. A loud growl came from the outside and my head snapped in the direction on the sound. We had forgotten to close the curtains and the door.
I saw a shadow approach. It was fairly tall and kept getting closer and closer. I cold shiver ran down the length of my spine to were his hand was,just above my scrotal dimples. The shadow turned into a creature. A very hairy and tall creature. It had dark fur that whined in the light of the moon. It was magnificent to say the least,but scary. I got through the door. It's eyes were red. Blood shoot red. It had claws and sharp teeth and a muscle structure much similar to that of a human. Tall hind feet,short ones on the front and short on the front with elongated jaw. It no animal I had ever seen.
It walked behind me,to were Nick had been and positioned it's self. Was it gonna fuck me? I turned my head to look. Look down there were I feared. And just when I thought I will see it...
I woke up and had a sudden urge to go and per. I woke up regretfully from bed.
That dream felt real. I could feel every touch and kiss that he placed on my skin. I almost thought I could feel his presence on my spit but nothing. It was all just one very realistic dream. Everything felt real.
I peed and returned back to bed only not to dream about something else. But about me meeting a bunny that could talk.
It went on like that for three more days straight and I missed him even more. I would dream about him fucking me till I could no longer walk to when we would go aight seeing or seat at a bench and watch the sun set.
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