Under His Reign (To Be Claimed #5) Read Online W. Winters, Willow Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dragons, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors: , Series: To Be Claimed Series by W. Winters
Series: Willow Winters
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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 60207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
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“Submit…how?”

“I want you to submit to me and trust that I will do what’s best for us. That’s what a submissive would do.” I add on for good measure, “It’s important that they see this relationship that way. But you’ll need practice first before I can let you out of my bedchambers.” Once her heat has waned. I won’t risk them scenting her. But once the heat has passed, I want her to meet them. “You won’t have a problem obeying me, will you?” The very thought nearly brings me to my knees. Never have I wanted anything more than her submission.

“When I’m in front of your brothers, I’ll keep my mouth closed and bide my time...” Her voice lowers as she agrees, “I’ll do what you ask.” My heart sinks at her intentions. I don’t want her to bide her time. I want her to get to know me and see a side of me that few get to enjoy. I’d love for my little treasure to submit to me, to trust me, to want to please me. And fuck do I want to punish her and reward her, trust her and please her. I lick my lips, wondering what she tastes like.

“Being submissive is something that’s learned.” And she fucking needs lessons, that’s for sure.

Her eyes narrow. “So I’ll always be your submissive.”

The rough pad of my thumb rounds the side of my fingers as I contemplate a deal that she won’t refuse.

“When I call you my ‘little treasure’ that means we’re playing. We can turn this off and on.”

“So what do I call you if I want to stop playing?” she questions and a nervousness riddles its way through me.

“Nothing. A sub is always available for her Dom.” Her eyes go wide with indignation.

“That’s not fair,” she tells me, her gaze striking through me, as if attempting to read my intention.

“I don’t play fair.” I move into her space, and with a hesitant step backward, she finds herself with her back against the wall. “I promise you that I’d never do anything to hurt you.” She looks at me with disbelief. “Not physically or emotionally.”

“Then how would you punish me? When I disobey?” I grin at her wording. When she disobeys, not if.

“Lack of reward my little treasure. I will ensure you are satisfied in every way imaginable, but if you displease me, you will be punished.” I watch her shift her weight as a heat travels up her chest. My words turn her on. I scent the air and smell her arousal even heavier than a moment ago. The lingering steam from the hot bath carries the sweet aroma and begs me to satisfy her. A low grumble is buried inside of my chest and the dragon inside of me stirs. I fucking need this. I need her.

“What kind of things would you want me, no,”—she bravely stares back at me as she corrects herself—“tell me to do?” Her voice is on edge, and I know she’s wondering if I plan on fucking her. And I do. I desperately need to fuck her and feel her come on my dick.

I sidestep her question, knowing I could so easily break this woman. She is fragile, vulnerable, and my needs will come last. “Whatever I do, or ask you to do, will only ensure your safety and I promise you we will both enjoy it.”

“So, if I don’t like it...”

“There are plenty of wishes you may not like and you can tell me so, but that may not change what I ask of you. You may not understand at first. You need to trust me.”

“But what if I’m not good at what you want? What if I’m bad at listening?”

“Something tells me you’ll be a fast learner.” I take a step back, giving her distance and watching her body language. She wants this; she’s just nervous. As she should be. “But I won’t push when it’s not necessary. Your feelings and needs will always be the first things I consider.”

“What kinds of things will you have me do?” As she takes a step closer to me, she parts her lips. I’m all too aware beneath that towel is her bare skin. Her body is no longer tense. She’s far more relaxed. That makes my dragon at ease.

“Whatever I desire,” I answer honestly.

She hesitantly answers with a gentle nod and then she swallows thickly. She’s hot and cold, exhausted from fighting but too on edge to simply be taken care of. I can feel it in the core of my soul. She wants to give in. She maybe even needs to give in.

“Now tell me a word, something that means I’m pushing a little too much.”

“Pushing a little too much?” she questions.

“Yes.” I rise and lean close to her as I kiss the crook of her neck. Testing her. As I expected, she stills. “Say I wanted to kiss down your body or fuck you on the floor. Not now, but once we’ve gotten to know one another.” To my surprise, she clenches her thighs and arches her back slightly, ever so subtly.


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