Chapter 23


    Chapter Twenty Three *First Scene”


    Amira POV


    “Do you know what a brat means among doms?” Christian asks. I look at him, wide eyed. I don’t really


    know anything about b**m.


    He steps forward, kneeling down in front of me. I would never admit it, but the feeling of being trapped


    is a massive turn on.


    “It’s defined as somebody who talks back to their Dom, but in this case it’s a naughty, naughty girl. A


    girl who likes to talk back. A girl who gets disciplined, and who’ll love it.”


    I’m practically shaking with both excitement and anxiety. I haven’t gotten super kinky with any of the


    boys yet. Christian turns.


    “I don’t think she’s ready to have us both at once.” He says, running his hand over my knee and


    starting to edge closer to the towel.


    “Agreed. Do you want first or second?” Damon responds. While they’re negotiating, all I can feel is the


    sensation of Christian’s hand up and down my leg. Christian turns to me, staring into my eyes. “I’ll go


    first.” “Fine by me. Have fun” Damon says with a chuckle before walking out, leaving me with the big


    bad wolf. “Baby girl, you are as naughty as theye.” I bite my lip. I really don’t mind the idea of


    getting punished, and I trust Christian not to push me too far.


    “Yeah? What are you going to do about it?” I taunt, pulling confidence out of thin air. Christians eyes


    darken and he stands before ripping off my towel, causing me to gasp and move to cover my body.


    “Ah, ah, ah. Don’t cover yourself. Show me what’s mine.” I blush, wanting to move my arms, but also


    feeling insecure. “Okay, little brat. If you won’t follow my order, I’ll do it for you.”


    Christian slowly removes my hands from covering my body, and I don’t fight him. I want this. Want this


    more than anything.


    “Before we proceed I’ll go over basic safe words. Now, the standard ones are green, yellow, and red.


    You are permitted to use the words at any time, though I will check in with you periodically. Green


    means good to go. It’s when you’re in a willing,fortable, and happy ce. Yellow is when we’re in


    edgy territory, and it’s kind of a caution for me to be careful. Red means full stop. As soon as you say


    this word all activity will cease until we thoroughly touch base and decide whether to keep going or end.


    Do you understand?”


    I nod. “Words, baby.” “Yes, sir.”


    “Good girl. Next, I’ll briefly discuss the structure of a scene with me. It normally starts out light. Kissing,


    light teasing … then we progress to the bondage side of things. Afterwords wille the warmup into a


    main activity. So if it’s discipline, a light spanking. Pleasure, a little bit of teasing. Then, main events.


    And once the scene is done, aftercare. This will epassmunication and meeting your needs.


    Scenes can be physically and psychologically exhausting, especially with experienced doms. Does this


    all make sense?”


    I’mpletely eager to jump in and see what this s*x god has nned for me. “Yes, sir.” “Good girl. If


    you obey, I reward. If you disobey, I punish. Clear?” I bite my lip. “Yes, sir.” I want to be punished, and


    rewarded. I want to experience it all. “Good. What’s your color, Amira?” He must be referring to safe


    words, making sure I’m okay before starting.


    Swifter than I canprehend, Christian sits on the bed and pulls me over hisp. His handes


    down on my ass with a hard and authoritative whack.


    *Ow! What in the f-” Christian cuts me off with another spank.


    “Here’s what’s going to happen. I am going to spank you ten times, and you are going to count. Do you


    understand?”


    “Yes, sir.” “Good girl.” His hand flies through the air andnds on my ass, causing me to wince but


    also… enjoy it. “One.” He steadily increase pressure, until by the tenth I’m letting out yells. ‘Ten.” I


    whisper. Christian flips me around so that I’m straddling him, and strokes my hair. “Good girl.” Christian


    lowers me onto the bed, and leaves the room for a moment, returning with a few knots of rope,


    “These are enchanted to withstand magical powers, so don’t try to burn them. Don’t be shy with your


    safeword. What color are you at right now?”


    “Green, sir.”


    Christian proceeds to tie all of my limbs to the bed, before positioning himself at my entrance, and


    mming in. I gasp in both pain and pleasure. An Alpha’s size is ginormous, and my mates are no


    exception. I don’t know for sure about Erebus, but he is an Alpha.


    As Christian pounds into me at a relentless pace I feel myself building… building… building “Oh s**t,


    I’m gonna-” “Hold it Christian growls, increasing his pace. I gasp, tensing up as much as I can to push


    off my orgasm. “Christian, please!”


    *******g hold it!” he snaps, but I know he’s getting close. His hands travel to my breasts, where he


    squeezes the mounds and roughly tugs my n*****S.


    “PLEASE!” | yell, knowing I seriously can’t hold off past another ten seconds. Christian reaches down


    with a hand and starts to y with my clit.


    “Come.”


    Oh, I do. Ie so f*****g hard that I shake as I ride out my orgasm. Christianes at the same time


    as me, spilling himself inside me.


    When he pulls out, he slowly begins to untie me. Once he’s done, he cradles me. My body is


    psychologically and emotionally exhausted.


    N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    “What color, baby?” “Green” I sigh out, content in his arms. “What do you need?”


    I swallow, realizing that my mouth is dry. “Water, please.” Christian carefully slips out from under me,


    leaving meying on the bed, beforeing back with a ss of water.


    “You did so well, Mira.” I smile. “Thank you, sir.” Christian cuddles up next to me in bed, and I can’t help


    but slip into a blissfully deep sleep. If a scene leads to sleep this incredible every time, I need to do it


    more often.