Pleasure Under His Command
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This story is full of raw passion, steamy romance, and tantalizing tension.
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He touched her in ways she didn’t understand but craved. Every movement, every kiss, every whisper made her shiver.
His hands slid down her gown and tore off her panties. Spreading her legs as his face went straight to her pussy like he was starving.
And goodness, that was just the beginning
His tongue hit her like a rocket
She screamed like a slut…
She never knew she could scream like that. She had never been with anyone like him. She didn’t know what she was doing… but somehow, that didn’t matter. He took control, and she allowed him to.
His tongue didn't just lick, it devoured her pussy, slowly and deep.
Like he was memorizing every part of her body.
“Fuck..” She cried her nails dug deep into the leather seat of the car, her legs shaking as he spread them wider shoving his two fingers into her without hesitation.
After a brutal breakup that left her questioning her worth, Isabella Hart swore she’d never let another man make her feel small again. Her ex’s final words still echoed in her head... that she couldn’t satisfy him, that she didn’t even know what real pleasure was.
So when a night out to forget turns into something wild, reckless, and unforgettable, Izzy doesn’t think... she just feels. One stranger. One night. One taste of what it means to lose control. He was dominant, commanding, intoxicating… and she never even got his name.
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Chapter: One Hundred& Thirty FiveTwo Years LaterThe Saturday morning sun spilled through the curtains, warm and golden, lighting up the house with a quiet, cheerful glow. Izzy’s mind had been bustling for the past few days, filled with party plans, decorations, and the careful orchestration of a day that would mark a milestone for her little family.Two years had brought a lot of changes for everyone.Miranda, Dominic’s mother, had been arrested for embezzlement, accused of siphoning millions from the company. Dominic had spent months handling the fallout, taking full control of the business, and finally ensuring it stayed afloat with her investment. He had long since cut her out of his life, and seeing her in handcuffs in court had been a strange, almost satisfying closure to a chapter that had caused him endless headaches… and, in part, contributed to the failed marriage with Sienna.Yes, Dominic and Sienna had divorced a year ago. The split had been inevitable. Their marriage had been strained, cold, and increasi
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Chapter: One Hundred & Thirty fourA quiet Saturday morning..The word hovered over Izzy’s mind as sunlight crept softly through the kitchen blinds. She sat at the breakfast table, a cup of coffee growing cold in her hands, her eyes staring at nothing. For the past few days, her thoughts had been restless, tangled in memories she didn’t know she was ready to face, yet knew she had to.Dominic. The name had invaded her dreams, her waking hours, even the soft moments with Brian and Steven. She hadn’t stopped thinking about the fundraiser she had coming up, about the hurt of seeing him after six years, about the weight of the truth she had finally told him… Brian’s existence, the money, the lies. And more than that… she had been wondering if she had been fair to her son by keeping him from his father.She had agonized over it, turning over every possible outcome in her mind. Would Dominic respect her rules? Could he handle seeing Brian without imposing himself? Would he demand more than she was ready to give? And could sh
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Chapter: One Hundred & Thirty ThreeA heavy silence fell…Dominic didn’t move.Her words echoed in his head….There’s no us…He swallowed hard, his throat tight, his chest rising unevenly as the weight of it pressed down on him. He knew he couldn't get her back.. But hearing her say it over and over again made his heart hurt.Steven stood beside Izzy, steady, solid… everything Dominic hadn’t been.Dominic truly saw it.He saw the life she had built without him.A home.A family.A man who stood beside her, not above her. A man who loves her deeply.His hands slowly unclenched as he pushed himself up from his knees.It felt heavier than it should have.Like standing meant accepting something he didn’t want to.“I understand,” he said quietly.Izzy didn’t respond.Her arms were wrapped tightly around herself now, like she was holding her own heart together.Dominic looked at her for a long moment.Then his gaze shifted.To Brian.The little boy had stopped playing.He was watching them now.Curious.Confused.Innocent.Do
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Chapter: One Hundred & Thirty twoIzzy sat in the garden, the soft evening air brushing against her skin. Brian was laughing beside her, playing with a small toy car, while Steven watched them with a quiet smile.For a moment… everything felt calm.Safe.Izzy leaned back slightly, her eyes on Brian.Then…Footsteps.A security guard approached quickly, stopping a few feet away.“Ma’am… sir,” he said respectfully. “There’s a man at the gate. He says his name is Dominic Steele.”The name hit the air like a shockwave.“Dominic?” Steven repeated, his expression instantly hardening.“Yes, sir,” the guard confirmed.Izzy went still. Her fingers tightened slightly around Brian’s shirt. “What does he want…?” she asked quietly, her voice no longer steady.Steven didn’t answer immediately. His eyes were distant for a second, thinking.Then he looked at the guard again.“…Let him in,” he said.The gates opened slowly, and Dominic’s car rolled in.He stepped out, his eyes scanning immediately…until they landed on her.Izzy.For a
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Chapter: One Hundred & Thirty oneDominic didn’t waste time. He pulled out his phone, gripping it tightly as he called.“Mom,” he said when she answered, his voice low and serious. “We need to talk. Now.”There was a short pause. Then her voice came, sharp as always. “No hello? Is it that urgent?”“It is,” Dominic said, jaw tight.Another pause. Then she sighed lightly. “Fine. Come to the house.”Dominic ended the call immediately. His mind was racing….. Steven’s words, Brian’s face, Izzy’s voice. Everything felt tangled and wrong.This wasn’t business anymore.This was personal.He grabbed his keys and left.His car pulled up in front of the Steele estate. The place looked as perfect as ever, but Dominic didn’t care.He got out and walked straight to the door.Miranda opened it herself, her eyes scanning him carefully.“Well… this is unexpected,” she said smoothly. “You sounded serious. What is it?”Dominic stepped inside without hesitation.“I want the truth,” he said immediately. “About Izzy. About Brian. About eve
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Chapter: One Hundred & ThirtyDominic stood just inside his office, watching the office lights flicker behind the glass. The way Izzy had held her ground, the fire in her eyes… it burned him from the inside out.He ran a hand through his hair, jaw tight, pacing the his office in long, measured steps. Every nerve in his body screamed at him… anger, desire, frustration. That little boy… Brian… was his blood. His son. And she had the audacity to treat him like some stranger.His phone buzzed again… no doubt another message from the investigator with updates he didn’t even need yet. He ignored it. He didn’t care about corporate reports, investments, or finances right now. All that mattered was her.Izzy.The way she’d called him an unfit father, the way she had laughed at him, the way she had dared to call him incapable of love…. it was a wound and a fuel at the same time. He should be furious, and he was. But beneath that anger, beneath that fury, he couldn’t help but feel hurt my her words.She had moved on. She had
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Chapter: One forty twoSYLAVRA POVThree days later, we stood at the heart of the spreading void.The scar in reality had grown to the size of a city, and it was still expanding. In twelve hours, it would reach the last refugees from Stormfang.In twenty-four hours, it would reach the border towns. In seventy-two hours, it would consume the central continent and begin spreading toward the other kingdoms.Unless someone stopped it."There has to be another way," I said for the hundredth time.But I was already walking toward the scar. Already moving closer to the thing that sang in my blood. The void recognized me. It wanted me. And I was finally ready to give it what it wanted.Kaelen followed, his hand gripping mine so hard my bones ached."I should do it," he said. "Not you. Me. The curse—""Won't work on the void," I finished. "The curse is part of this world. The void is before and beyond it. It would consume you and keep spreading."The edge of the scar was visible now. A boundary where reality just...
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Chapter: One Hundred & forty oneSYLVARA POVWe weren't fast enough.The castle was falling apart around us, stone and magic crumbling like ancient parchment exposed to flame.Corridors that had stood for centuries collapsed into rubble. Walls that had been reinforced with blood magic began to unmake themselves. The void was everywhere, reaching through cracks in reality, trying to pull us back into its consuming emptiness.I could feel it through the bond with Kaelen. It wanted us both. Wanted to study us. Wanted to understand how a Lycan and a hybrid vampire could create a bond that didn't break in the void's presence. Wanted to know what made us different."Keep running!" Kaelen shouted, pulling me forward through a collapsing archway.But I slowed.Because I heard something. My father's voice, screaming.Not in pain. In rage. In a fury that had burned for ten thousand years, finally finding its release. The void had consumed him. And he was fighting it with everything he had, with centuries of magic and power and
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Chapter: One hundred and fortyKAELEN POVMalachai's death hit me harder than I expected.Not because I loved him. Not because I grieved for the man who'd raised me and then thrown me away. But because it meant the void could kill. Could reach into the essence of a being and tear them apart. Could unmake someone so completely that not even a body remained just an empty shell falling from a height, consciousness erased before it even hit the ground.I screamed. Aedric or whatever he was now just killed our father.The sound came from somewhere deeper than my chest, deeper than my bones. It came from the very curse that lived inside me, the thing that had been waiting for a real enemy all along. It came from the part of me that was still human enough to understand loss, even the loss of someone who'd deserved to die.The creature wearing Aedric's face was surprised I could see it in the way its expression faltered. It had expected grief. Or rage. Or despair. It hadn't expected me to transform my anguish into pure, we
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Chapter: One Hundred & Thirty NineSYLVARA POVKaelen changed.Not into a wolf. Into something beyond that. Something that existed in the space between human and beast, between light and dark, between creation and void.His body expanded, muscles reforming under skin that glowed with internal fire. The curse marks spread across his entire body like living tattoos, and his eyes… his eyes became pools of infinite darkness with stars burning inside them.When he moved, the very air bent around him.Malachai barely had time to raise his blade before Kaelen's transformed hand crushed it like it was made of paper. The sword shattered, fragments scattering across the floor like broken dreams.My father… because I could finally admit that Malvoryn was my father, that I was his daughter, that I carried his blood even though I wanted to reject everything about it… appeared in the doorway with his entourage of ancient vampires … they had gotten here faster than I expected. His expression was unreadable, assessing. He didn't move
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Chapter: One Hundred& Thirty EightKAELEN POVThe blade stopped inches from my chest.Not because Malachai hesitated. But because Sylvara had intercepted it with her bare hands, and the force of her power meeting his was enough to send both of them flying backward across the throne room. The shockwave from their collision was so powerful that it shattered windows throughout the palace and sent cracks spider-webbing across the marble floor.She crashed into a pillar, and every nerve in my body screamed to go to her. She must have ran away through to get here so fast.But I couldn't move.The curse was burning me from the inside out, consuming my cells from within. Malachai had done something some old magic, something from before my time, something he'd been holding in reserve for exactly this moment and it was eating away at my ability to shift back into human form.My bones felt like they were melting. My muscles were tearing and reforming over and over again, caught in a cycle of destruction that was slowly consuming
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Chapter: One Hundred & Thirty SevenSYLVARA POVKaelen was fighting his father.I could feel it through the bond the clash of wills, the surge of power, the moment when something fundamental shifted inside him. The curse was rising like a tide, filling him, consuming him.But he wasn't thinking about saving me anymore. He was thinking about survival of his pack. About proving that he was more than what Malachai had tried to make him. About becoming a weapon that could never be wielded again. And it was tearing him apart from the inside out.The containment chamber walls began to crack around me, hairline fractures spreading across the black stone like spiderwebs. With each crack came a seeping of purple light from beneath the surface, as if the very foundation of the vampire kingdom was rotting from within. The runes that had been pulsing with crimson light began to flicker erratically, unable to maintain their pattern.The magic was becoming unstable, corrupted by the presence of something that didn't belong in this wo
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