All Chapters of Wildest Desires: A Dark Short Story Collection : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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I COMMAND HIM TO KNEEL I

"Fuck!" I hiss, shielding my face as I lunge into the back seat. The flashes from the cameras are like needles in my eyes. Outside, Caden is a wall of solid muscle, his arms out to shove back the vultures. I hear the roar of the crowd, the shouting of my name, and the aggressive clicking of shutters until the door finally slams shut.Silence settles around me. The tinted glass cuts the world in two.I’m shaking, my heart hammering loudly in the quiet of the car. I stare at the back of Caden’s head as he slides into the driver's seat. He throws a quick glance at me in the mirror, his face a mask of professional calm, before turning to start the engine."Move, you idiot!" I snap.He doesn't say a word, he just puts the car in gear and pulls away from the curb. I look out the window, watching the paparazzi give up on me and sprint after some other big shot walking out of the gala. My skin is crawling."Those bunch of fools," I curse, my voice trembling. "This whole event was a total crap

I COMMAND HIM TO KNEEL II

I sink into the plush velvet of the couch, my head falling back until it hits the frame. The cool air of the penthouse feels like a slap against my heated skin, but it’s nothing compared to the warmth of Caden’s face pushing deeper between my thighs. He isn't holding back anymore. The professional wall he carries around like armor has finally cracked, and I can feel the raw, desperate hunger in the way his nose brushes against my sensitive skin.My nails dig deep into the expensive fabric of the sofa, my knuckles turning white as I steady myself. I watch him. I don't close my eyes, I want to see this. I want to see my high-and-mighty protector reduced to this, head bobbing against my pussy, his dark hair a mess as he tries to find every inch of me."Yes," I hiss, the word escaping as a sharp, rough exhale that cuts through the silence of the room.I am enjoying every single second of this. The anger I felt in the car, the fury at the paparazzi, the security, the world, has shifted int

I COMMAND HIM TO KNEEL III

I wake up a full minute before my alarm even has a chance to go off. I sit up in the center of my oversized bed, the silk sheets sliding down my skin, and I just sit there in the quiet. For a second, I wonder why I feel so light, why the usual morning fog isn’t weighing me down, and then it all comes back. I remember the weight of Caden’s head between my thighs and the way he looked on his heels in my living room last night.A smirk pulls at the corner of my mouth. I nod to the empty room, push the covers back, and get out of bed. I can’t wait to see what today is going to bring.I move to my walk-in closet, my bare feet silent on the marble floor. I spend a long time looking through the racks before I settle on a backless, black mini dress. It’s tight, short, and professional only in the sense that I’m the one wearing it. I pair it with a black long jacket to keep the mystery alive for the public. I pick out a pair of sharp black heels and a green designer bag for a pop of color.I h

I COMMAND HIM TO KNEEL IV

"Come in," I say.The heavy office door clicks open, and Caden walks in. He moves with that same stiff, military posture he always has, crossing the thick carpet until he stops directly in front of my desk. He stands there, tall and imposing, his shadow stretching across the mahogany surface."You called for me, ma'am," he says. His voice is flat, but I can hear the slight rasp in it."Yes…" I mumble. I don't look at my computer screen. I don't look at the stacks of reports Eva left behind. I look straight at him, taking in the way his suit jacket strains against his shoulders."Come over here," I say, leaning back in my leather chair. "I need you to help me with something."Caden frowns. He doesn't move. He stays on the other side of the desk, his jaw tight. I feel the annoyance rising in my chest, mixing with the displeasure that’s been building since Eva chatted my ears off."I’m having a bad day already and it’s still morning," I mumble, my voice laced with a warning.Caden lets o

I COMMAND HIM TO KNEEL V

Caden drives the car into the private garage with a smooth, silence. The heavy steel door rolls down behind us, sealing out the noise of the city and the prying eyes of the world. He kills the engine, and for a second, the silence in the car is deafening. He gets out and walks around to my side, opening the door and standing at attention.I step out, the cool air of the garage hitting my face. I wrap the jacket around me tightly. I don't look at him. I just thrust my green bag into his chest, letting him catch it, and start walking toward the elevator. I hear his heavy footsteps following behind me, steady and slow. He doesn't say a word, and neither do I. We’ve been playing this silent game all day, and the tension has stretched so thin I can practically hear it snapping.We enter the elevator. The doors slide shut, and we’re trapped in the small, mirrored box. I can see us in the reflection, me in my long jacket, my hair falling around my shoulders, and him, looking as emotionless a

I COMMAND HIM TO KNEEL VI

Caden cuts off my words, his mouth slamming into mine and devouring my lips with a sudden, raw hunger. His tongue presses down, thick and demanding, as he sucks on my own tongue so hard it feels like he’s trying to draw my soul right out of my throat. My hands, which were just a second ago clawing at his grip on my neck, lose their fight completely. They drop from his wrists and slide up, wrapping around his thick neck and tangling deep into his dark hair, pulling him in even tighter until there isn't a single inch of air left between us.I tug on his hair with the same violent energy he’s using to wreck my mouth. I press myself flush against him, feeling the solid, heavy weight of his raging cock digging into my waist through the thin fabric of my dress. His hand finally slides down from my throat, his large palm brushing over my chest. He catches my breast, his fingers squeezing the globe of flesh with a bruising grip that makes me whimper into his mouth. Then his hand moves to my b

I COMMAND HIM TO KNEEL VII

I pick up my phone and sent Caden a text, asking him to come up. Then I walk into the walk-in master bathroom, stripping off my nightwear on the way.I stand under the spray, the water scalding hot as it beats against my shoulders. The steam is already thick, clinging to the glass walls of the walk-in shower and blurring the rest of the bathroom into a haze. My body still feels heavy, I can still feel the touch of Caden’s hands from last night, still imprinted on my skin. I close my eyes, letting the water run over my face, but all I can hear is the sound of the lock clicking.He’s here.I reach out, sliding the glass door open just an inch. The cool air from the bathroom rushes in, clashing with the steam."Caden!" I shout.A few seconds later, the bathroom door opens. He doesn’t hesitate. He walks in, stopping just a few feet away from the shower. He’s back in that suit, the dark fabric, the white shirt, the tie done up to his throat. He looks like a man who hasn't spent the last tw

I COMMAND HIM TO KNEEL VIII

The workday is finally over, but the air in my office is still thick with the heat of the afternoon. I sit behind my large desk, watching the minute hand on the wall clock crawl toward the hour. My skin is prickling under my clothes, the memory of the shower this morning is still a nagging throb between my legs. When the intercom finally buzzes, I don't even wait for Eva to speak."Send him in," I say.Caden walks in a moment later. He looks perfect, as usual. His suit is pressed, his tie is straight, and his face is a mask of cold, professional distance. You would never know, looking at him, that he was pinned against my shower wall only hours ago. The sight of his composure irritates me. I want to see him crack again.I stand up, grabbing my pink bag and smoothing down my skirt. I don't say a word as I walk past him toward the door. I hear him turn, his heavy footsteps falling into a strong pace behind me as we head for the private executive elevator.We step inside the small, mirro

I COMMAND HIM TO KNEEL IX

The drive home is a silent, vibrating with tension that fills every inch of the car. I sit in the back, my legs still slightly unsteady, feeling the cooling slickness of his release between my thighs. Caden’s eyes are fixed on the road, his grip on the steering wheel so tight his knuckles are white, but he doesn't say a word. He’s playing his part again, the silent, dutiful protector, but I can see the way he looks at me in the mirror. He’s not as composed as he wants me to believe.When we pull into the garage, I don't wait for him to come around and open my door. I slide out, my heels clicking sharply on the concrete. I don't look back as I head for the elevator."Follow me," I command.I hear his heavy footsteps behind me, a shadow that I’ve finally learned how to control. We ride the elevator up in a stifling, heavy quietness. When we enter the penthouse, I don't stop in the living room. I don't even glance at the couch. I walk straight toward my bedroom, the double doors swinging

I COMMAND HIM TO KNEEL X

Caden’s hand is like a band of iron around my wrists, pinning them into the silk pillows above my head. The shift in power is so sudden, so fast, that it leaves me lightheaded. One second I was the queen on her throne, and the next, I am just a slave, a toy crushed beneath his heavy, solid weight. The bodyguard has finally been devoured, and the man looking down at me right now is terrifying."You like to talk about who belongs to who," he growls, his voice a low rasp that vibrates through my entire body. "But you’ve been looking for someone to break you since the moment I became your bodyguard."I try to pull my hands free, a last fruitless effort to reclaim some shred of my dignity, but he doesn't even budge. He just tightens his grip, his thumb pressing into the delicate skin of my inner wrist. He looks down at me with a dark satisfactory gaze, watching my chest heave as I struggle for air."Look at you," he whispers, his lips brushing against my ear. "The powerful Victoria, reduced

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