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Collin POV
"On the floor," Sam commands.
I comply willingly, sliding off the bed and stand before him at the foot of the bed. He grabs my wrist and snaps a hand cuff around it. He smirks evilly at me, leading me by he unoccupied cuff, and then attaches it to the bed post. He repeats the process with my other wrist so that my arms are spread wide at the foot of the bed.
His Dom voice disappears for a second as he says softly, "Lean forward, baby. So you can rest against the bed." His warm hand presses against the center of my back, urging me forward. I do as he says and find it's so much more comfortable than just standing there. He kisses my shoulder and tells me, "Good, boy," then in his Dom voice, "Now spread your legs."
Nervousness and excitement leave me with exquisite chills. I plant my feet a little farther apart than shoulder width.
I hear him doing something behind me, the vulnerability of this has blood rushing into my hardening member. Suddenly something red appears before my face; The ball gag. "Open up," he demands. I obediently part my lips and let the gag slide into place while he secures it behind my head.
I hear him sigh and press my face into the mattress. My skin burns as his fingers and lips trace all over me. His hands run my back and I relax...and that's when he brought his hand down hard on my ass. He runs the spot gently and then does it again.
"You know I have to punish you for your lack respect lately. You have issues keeping that mouth under control." Another sharp slap, another gentle rub. "What should we do about that, Collin?"
I don't answer and he doesn't expect me to. I just lay there, positioned for whatever he wants to do with me. I know that Sam would never do anything to really hurt me or take advantage of me. I mean, it's not like this is the first time we've done the Dom/Sub thing. It's just that I get this freaky feeling sometimes like even though he wouldn't do anything, he is capable. A crushing feeling comes over me.
Sensing my feelings, Sam stops his assault and comes up where I can see him. He undoes my gag and smoothes back my hair, "What is it?"
I'm such a wimp. I can't even look at him so I stare at the bed spread. "I-I know you wouldn't ever hurt me intentionally, or take advantage of me, but still, you are capable."
"And you feel like that's going to happen tonight?"
"A little. I feel so vulnerable right now, you know?" I say quietly.
He smiles sweetly and kisses me, "How about we just stick with the basics tonight?"
I nod and smile back.
He puts the ball gag back in place and disappears behind me again. Sam kisses a path from my neck to the small of my back. I take a deep breath.
Seth POV
I wake up with my head against Jacob's bare chest. He's stroking my hair but I'm pretty sure he doesn't know I'm awake yet. I don't think I want him to. I like this Jacob. The one who's sweet and gentle and calm. I think last night really helped him.
After the first time he'd got me off I wanted to return the favor, so I kind of did the same to him as the night I'd turned into a wolf, except, you know, willingly.
He'd been so attentive afterward. Asking how I was feeling, telling me he loved me, wondering if there was anything he could do or get for me. In the end I told him I was fine and that I was just tired. He'd tucked me under the covers and held me tight to him.
"I know you're awake, Seth," he says.
I smile, "No, I'm not."
He chuckles, "Fine. Since you aren't awake, why don't you tell me about your dream."
I am truly befuddled by this, "What dream?"
I look up to see the smirk on his face, "You know the one where you couldn't stop moaning and saying my name."
"I think you're confusing me with yourself after I went down on you. I had you screaming like a little bitch," I joke.
I see a blur and the next thing I know I'm on my back looking up at a a still smirking Jacob. I forgot we went to sleep naked, but the I feel his erection against my thigh as he leans down to kiss my neck. "Now you're just being downright delusional, baby."
"I-" I swallow, trying to wet my dry mouth. Fuck, I can't think when he does this. Safe to say he's found my sweet spot. "I think you're just-ah!-just in denial-aah, Jacob." I moan.
"Hmm, there you go again, saying my name," he lifts his head to kiss my lips full on. His skillful tongue traces along my lower lip asking for permission. I open my mouth a little more; Permission granted. Our tongues mingle and his hands wander South, sliding them under my ass and pulling my hips closer against his, forcing my back to arch. He wraps one arm around my shoulders and hauls me up so that I straddle his hips and he can roam those crafty hands down my back and over my ass.
I'm so consumed by his kiss that I don't realize what's happening until I feel one of his fingers enter me.
I tense and he holds me tighter. I try to shove him back, turning my face to the side even as he continues to kiss along my jawline. He roughly shoves another finger inside me. I cry out in pain and fear, "Jacob! Stop! Please, please!"
He doesn't. It's like he doesn't even hear me as he continues his assault. The first tear slips out and runs down my face. He's going to do it, he's really going to rape me.
A sob escapes me and just like that Jacob snaps out of it, pulling his fingers out. "Oh Seth, baby, I'm so sorry. So, so sorry."
He holds me close, only this time to comfort me. "You scared me."'I sob into his shoulder as he rocks me back and forth gently.
"I know, baby. I'm sorry." He says as if he's in agony.
I can't stop crying, so I don't. Jake lets me ball into his shoulder a long time. What if he wouldn't have been able to stop? What if he didn't even try to? Well, I wouldn't be a virgin anymore probably.
"Why do you get so out of control, Jake? Why can't you just reign it in?" I ask after a while.
He shifts me so that he can cradle me in his lap, "You don't know what it's like for me, Seth. Every time I'm around you, every time we get close like this I just want to rip your clothes off and take you. My wolf doesn't want me to wait until you want to, but I do. I want to do this right, but sometimes I have a hard time controlling my wolf around you."
We stay like that for awhile and then he kisses the side of my head and says, "Do you think you'll ever be able to forgive me again?"
I mull it over for a second and then say, "Yeah. But first, I want you to grovel."
Sam POV
My little imprint cries out as my fingers plunge in and out of him in rapid succession. He's still cuffed to the bed but I decided I'd take it easy with extreme stuff tonight. He moans against the gag as my fingers find that spot inside him that drives him wild.
Collin starts bucking against my hand, trying to get more. I pull my fingers out and before he mourn the loss I position my cock at his entrance and thrust forward, sinking in to the hilt. He cries out again, pushing his hips back against me.
I keep a steady pace at first but then speed up gradually, loving how Collin meets me thrust for thrust. "C'mon baby. Almost there." I tell him.
I grasp a fist full of his hair in my hand and use it as something to grip while thrusting vigorously.
I shut my eyes in concentration, focusing on the hot friction his tight ass creates around my shaft, the tightening in my balls, the stiffening in Collin's body, the feeling of getting closer and closer to the edge...
Knowing I'm no going to last much longer I untangle my hand from his hair and wrap it around his dick. He moans loudly and arches his back. Fuck, I'm so close. Trying not to waste time I move my hand up and down his shaft faster and faster, tightening my hand around him even more.
I can feel it. I bury myself deep in his asshole, feeling him take every inch like a fucking pro. "Oh fuck, baby! I'm gonna-Ah!" Instinct drives me all the forward and I shove my dick all the way in. My hot seed shooting inside of him. While I'm still coming down from my high, Collin stiffens and with a loud, desperate cry come spurts from his dick all over the bed.
We stay like that for a little while, connected at the hips. I manage to muster up enough willpower to pull out of him and undo his restraints, pull out his ball gag and throw the items in the box before placing them back into the closet.
I go into the bathroom next and run a hot bath, even putting some bubble bath inside. Collin lives bubble baths. I go back to our room and find him stretched out on the bed. "Tired, baby?" I ask him, sitting beside him to kiss his forehead. He nods sleepily, tries to shift onto his back but then winces and rolls back onto his stomach. I grimace, "Sore?"
He nods again.
I pick him up, ignoring the protests and carry him into the bathroom where i place him inside the bathtub full of steamy water. He sighs contentedly, smiling at me as he sinks into the water. "You're a good person." He tells me.
I laugh. Before I can find a washcloth to wash my imprint with I hear a distinct beeping sound coming from the kitchen. Collin does too because he stars to sit up and saying, "That's the timer for the food."
I settle him back into the tub again and say, "I'll take care of it. You just relax, baby."
He gives me a grateful smile as I leave the bathroom. I shut the timer and the oven off and take the food from the oven.
It smells so good but I want more time with Collin before I eat anything. So I go back to the bathroom and find him so relaxed he's almost sleeping. "Collin," I say shaking him.
He blinks disoriented for a second, and then remembers and settles back down again. Finally getting the chance, I grab the washcloth from the cabinet and kneel beside the tub.
"Sit back and relax, love. This is all about you now, okay?" I tell him.
He smiles big again and says, "Fine by me."
Jacob POV
He wants me to grovel? ME? GROVEL? Has he even met me? I don't grovel. For anyone.
First Seth demanded I let him go so he could get dressed and then told me to do the same. Of course my raging boner posed as a problem so I headed for the bathroom to relieve myself. Seth spoke up before my hand even touched the doorknob, "What do you think you're doing?"
I bristled at his bossy tone. "Going to the bathroom. Why?"
I turn as he plants his hands in his hips in a disproving gesture, "To masturbate?"
I cock my head to the side. What the hell happened to my little submissive imprint? And when the hell did this outspoken bitchy one replace him? And why do I find it semi attractive? "No shit. What did you expect? You've got me harder than steel. Of course I'm going to masturbate." I scoff and turn back to the bathroom, halting once again as he speaks.
"Like hell you are. No masturbating until I give the okay." He says.
Incredulous, I turn back to find he's completely serious. "You're out of your mind I you think I'm going to wait for you to tell me it's alright before I jack off, Seth."
A smirk pulls up one half of his mouth evilly, "Oh yes you are. This is part of what it means to grovel, Jacob." He says my name with a sarcastic jab.
Damn. Damn. Damn. I hate groveling so far.
"Fine." I snap.
"Now get dressed." He orders. Man, he's going to get it once this groveling shit is out of the way.
I jerk open the dresser drawer and yank out a pair of boxers, go to the next one and pull out a black t-shirt and gray sweat pants. I pull them on me with quick, jerky movements, pissed as hell.
Seth copies me except he grabs a pair of boxer briefs, a green t-shirt and a pair of mesh shorts; pulling them on with all the calmness in the fucking world. Fuck.
"How long is this groveling thin going to last?" I ask him.
He stares at me for a moment, a sticky sweet grin stretching that pretty mouth of his. "Until I feel like forgiving you."
I gape at him absolutely outraged. How the hell can he expect me to go who knows how long with an erection that's already almost to painful to bear, just begging to be buried deep inside my imprint?
"Until you FEEL LIKE forgiving me? You'd better hope I don't get blue balls from this or I'll spank you so hard even the thought of sitting down will make you wince." I threaten.
For a second fear flashes through those sweet brown eyes. Good, he should be scared. I'm at my wits end with this and it hasn't even been ten minutes.
But I watch with a little pride as he steels his spine and lifts his chin in defiance. "Oh yeah? And how will you feel afterward when I don't even want to look at you? When I won't want to be around you? When I'll flinch every time you move? Speak? Huh? How the hell will you feel then?" He yells.
Shit. I would feel like total shit. I couldn't bear it if he'd be that way with me because I was too much of a caveman. "I'm sorry. I'm just cranky because I've got a boner from hell and can't do anything about it."
"If you're trying to get out of it it's not working." He says, but I can see the first hint of a smile back on those lips.
I feel my own smile spread, "You're enjoying this aren't you?"
His smile widens. "A little bit. No, a lotta freaking bit."
I laugh.
"Okay," says suddenly stern again, "Now that we've had our laugh, it's time to get down to business.
Seth POV
Jacob obeyed my every wish. He spent the day cooking and cleaning even giving me a foot massage. So basically he did what I do everyday.
I just lounged around and watched TV all day. So basically I did what he does everyday.
Okay, so he works and does patrols too, but now he can have a new appreciation for me.
At around ten o'clock that night Jacob finally collapsed on the couch after finishing the last load of dishes and putting them away. He gave a tired sigh and I took pity on him.
"C'mere," I told him patting my lap.
He looks at me in wonder and scoots over so that his head laid in my lap. I turn the channel to sports center and starts running my fingers through his soft hair.
Jake sighs again, this time like he's relaxed. We stay like that for a long time and he's so quiet I wonder how tired he really is. But when I look down I see he's fast asleep. Poor Jake.
I have to admit that I'm pretty fucking proud of him. He groveled for all he was worth. Didn't complain again after this morning. Hmm, I think I'm going to give him a reward tonight.
"Jake," I call softly, shaking his shoulder a little, "Jake, wake up, baby." His eyes flutter open and he smiles a sleepy grin. "You ready for bed?" I ask, playing with his hair.
He nods and gets me, I turn off the TV and he even helps me turn off the lights which he usually never does, because he's normally either in bed or kissing me. My heart swells in happiness.
We head to bed and Jacob wastes no time shucking his clothes save for his boxers and crawling under the covers where he lets go of a satisfied breath.
I follow suit and hop under the covers too. Jake turns and wraps an arm around my waist, spooning me from behind. I love when he's like this. All sweet and gentle and intimate. Not controlling me or being a dominant asshole.
I stroke his arm gently while relaxing back against him. Just as I'm about to sleep Jake whispers in my ear, "I love you so much Seth. And I appreciate everything you do. Thanks for always taking care of my lazy ass." He presses a warm kiss against my neck.
I shiver and turn around in his arms to face him, "I love you too. And I appreciate everything that YOU do. I seriously don't want you to think that I don't know you were work hard. And I know I don't say it but I'm really glad that I'm your imprint and your mate." I whisper and kiss him.
He opens his mouth under mine, teasing me with his tongue. Jake is a damn good kisser, hands down. And I feel myself melt into him.
Jacob pulls away too soon, smiling and stroking my cheek sweetly, "Do you have any idea how good it is to hear that? I love you so damn much. I promise I'm going to be better. I'll try harder to keep myself under control until you're one hundred percent ready, okay?"
I smile and kiss my amazing imprint and say, "Thank you." I run my hand down his stomach, resting on the bulge beneath his boxers. "Now, how about we finish what we started earlier?" I ask as he gasps.
"Baby, you don't have to. I'll be fine," I love him for trying to control himself but I really want to give him this.
"I want to. You deserve this," I tell him.
My fingers slips beneath his waistband, then on a whim I jerk the material down to get better access. He moans and I kiss him, swallowing the sound. "Please," he begs.
I wrap my fingers around his member and stroke him. He bucks his hips toward my hand. I stroke him harder and faster, kissing him roughly.
Jake breaks away from my mouth and pants against my neck. "Let go, baby. Let it happen."
After I say this he tenses and I stroke him harder than ever. "Ooh," he groans. "Almost there-" I stroke once, twice and then he comes.
The pulsing aftershocks leave him breathless. He kisses my neck, thanking me and covering me in kisses. I giggle but then yawn. Man, I'm so tired. "Can we sleep now?" I ask him all snuggled up to his big, strong, warm chest.
"We can do anything you want." He says, softly stroking my back.
I yawn again and close my eyes. I'm about to fall asleep when I tell him, "By the way, you're forgiven." And then I'm out.
This is the end of this chapter, I hope you liked it, I am sorry for taking so long.
Will Be continued