《Submissive Alpha》Chapter 3
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I walked to my desk slowly as I was instructed to, I chanced a look back at Damien, his stone face held promise. What were they going to do to me?
"I told you to bend over the desk baby boy, now do as your told." he said sharply making my cheeks flush, no room for arguing in his tone. I did as I was told and bent down, resting my arms on top of the desk.
My face lit up again as I thought about the position I was in, I was exposing myself to my mates, and I agreed to it so easily?
I heard footsteps approach me from behind and felt a hand being placed on my lower back, I looked back to see Matt smirking at me as he gently applied pressure and pushed me down until my body arched out, exposing myself even more.
"Oh sweetheart, your nowhere near exposed yet." I felt myself blush even harder at the little pet name.
He then felt him reach under me and undo the button and zip on my jeans, pushing them down aswell as my underwear to my ancles.
I froze as I felt my dick become fully erect within seconds, now in full view for my two mates to see. The sight made them chuckle, causing my cheeks to burst into flames, I didn't know what to do with myself.
"Now, your daddy is going to give you ten spankings for running off on us." Matt spoke in a deep tone.
They were going to spank me? I felt the hairs on my skin jump, I'd never been spanked before, and daddy...? I felt my dick twitch as I replayed the word in my head, why did that word make my stomach feel warm inside? Seriously what was happening to me?
"When your punishment is over you will apologise to both of us. Do you understand."
I gulped, feeling a little bit scared for what was about to happen, I'd never been spank before or received any form of punishment. Was I slightly annoyed and confused with this current situation, yes. My dominance has never been tried before, neither have i been put in this kind of position before. But at the same time I couldn't help the way my body just reacted on its own to their commands, like it was meant to obey, like I was meant to submit to them.
"There is nothing to be scared of Xander, your punishment will be over before you know it, now I will ask again, do you understand?" Matt spoke again and my body relaxed ever so slightly at the comforting tone in his voice.
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The way they spoke to me held so much power, so much control and dominance, just like how I spoke to my pack. I didn't want to obey them, everything in my nature as an Alpha told me not to, yet at the same time I couldn't help but want to.
A lot of Vampire's were very particular on dom/sub roles so I knew straight off the bat that I had two very dominant mates on my hands. But it didn't mean I was used to it, my body submitting to them so easily, it's not what an Alpha does.
"Yes" I sighed.
"Yes what?" oh my....
"Y-yes daddy." I spoke softly, surprising myself. The minute that word left my mouth my body tingled all over, why did it make me feel so good?
"Good boy. You will count with each spank, if you stop counting we will start again, ready?" I gave a curt nod as my heart started to pick up.
"I need words angel."
"I-I'm ready d-daddy." fuck.
I braced myself and soon Damien landed the first spank on my left ass cheek.
"O-one." I gritted out. My body froze in shock, his spanks were hard, very hard. But his skin coming into contact with mine sent sparks throughout my whole body.
*Spank* "T-two." the second one even more painful than the first.
*Spank*
*Spank*
*Spank* "F-five!" my ass felt like it was on fire.
*Spank*
*Spank*
*Spank* "E-eight!" my mind started to become fuzzy as I took each spanking, my eyes began to well up in tears as my body shook. Why was I reacting like this, I was an Alpha, yet here I was crying over a spanking?
*Spank*
*Spank* "T-ten." I now had tears streaming down my face. My ass burned like it was on fire, yet my dick remained hard as it throbbed.
"Good boy angel, you did so well." Matt said gently as he pulled me upright and guided my face to his neck, my body now flush against his, Damien coming in behind me, sandwiching me between them both, making sparks shoot all over my body as their skin made contact with mine all over.
I felt Matt's hands on my back, rubbing small circles while Damien's hands were placed gently on my waist.
I was a whole mess of emotions, I was confused, I felt conflicted and frustrated with myself for giving in so easily, but at the same time I didn't try to fight it. Why didn't I fight it?
I couldn't hold back anymore, my head crumbling into to pieces as I began to cry into Matt's neck.
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I let myself be comforted by them as they held me close, both of them shushing me as I was rocked side to side in a soothing rhythm.
This new found comfort was nice, really nice. I have never been held like this before, it's different when it's by my parents, yes but with a person or persons you share a bond with, that was a whole other feeling.
But the feeling of being held by your mate was amazing, I felt protected, safe and warm yet so vulnerable. I couldn't wrap my head around it.
They began peppering kisses all over my neck and face, making my body melt into their hold.
After a few minutes I had started to calm down, tears had finally stopped but I was still sniffling. I was pulled back from Matt's neck much to my dislike as he cuffed my cheeks in his hands. He wiped my remaining tears away as Damien continued to rub circles on my waist.
"Ssh it's OK sweetheart, you did so well, now what do you say to your daddies?" Matt said softly.
I looked him in the eyes and a strong wave of emotions flew through my body, the way he spoke to me with such gentleness, the look of pure adoration in his eyes made more tears fall down my cheeks. "I-I'm sorry daddy." my body couldn't help but be drawn in, feeling so small under their gaze. Turning around to face Damien his face was still more stern than Matt's but there was this softness to him.
"I-I'm s-sorry daddy." I sniffled as I looked at him. He smiled instantly at me as he lifted his hands and placed them in my dark brown hair, gently messaging my scalp.
I couldn't help but smile back slightly at the action, the motion of his hand felt amazing.
"Thank you baby boy, you took your punishment very well." he praised. He continued his massage on my scalp and I closed my eyes at the feeling.
All too soon however he pulled his hands away making me open my eyes again. Why did he stop?
I let out a whimper at the loss of his touch making them both chuckle.
"It seems our baby boy likes his head being rubbed, don't you pumpkin?" Damien smirked, I blushed and looked at the ground.
I did like it. I really really liked it. It just felt good.
"We have to apply cream to your cheeks angel, it'll only take a second." Matt spoke from behind me.
"Why?" I asked softly, my cheeks lighting up.
"So that it soothes the sting angel, just relax okay."
"Oh, o-okay."
Damien pulled me to him as Matt applied the cream to my sore butt, the force of their spankings left my skin still tingling. My dick twitched again as Matt rubbed the cream into my skin.
Damiens hand found my hair again as he pulled me close to him. I melted into his touch as warmth consumed me, I closed my eyes again as I felt my body fully relax.
Being held so tenderly was new to me, I always thought I'd be the one to hold my mate this way, but here I was.
Out of the two of them Matt was definitely the softer twin, but there was more of an authority in him than Damien. Damien was more sharp and witty, more to the point than his brother. But they both however held much power over me, power that had my body fully consumed.
I've always been dominant, being an alpha made me this way by nature.
I have never submitted to anyone in the way I have with them today, I so easily gave into them and even took a punishment.
I didn't know how to feel or what to think in this moment. Calling them my daddies, it felt so embarrassing yet comforting at the same time.
And I couldn't deny the butterflies they gave me in my stomach every time they looked at me. It felt like we were trapped in our own world, just the three of us.
So this was what it's like to have a mate, and I was gifted with two.
I opened my eyes to see Damien looking down, cooing at me. Matt had finished applying the cream and was now pulling my pants back up. My erect cock completely ignored but I didn't mind in that moment, I was content.
He stood next to his twin and they both gave me a fond look, their faces making me blush again.
"Your adorable angel. But there is no need to worry sweetheart, you will get used to submitting in no time. And we will make sure to take care of you, our precious mate." Matt said and Damien hummed in agreement.
I nodded but received a pointed look. This was going to take some getting used to.
"Yes daddies."
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