Page 156 of Brie's Submission
He must have heard himself, because he suddenly grabbed her hair and started pumping his cock into her, grunting in a deep, masculine way. She would have found it amusing, but then he spoke. “Those red lips on my cock. The tightness of your throat, the depth. Such perfection…”
She felt soulful satisfaction when his body stiffened and his essence shot deep into her throat.The heaven I can share with him.
He stroked her soft curls and murmured, “My beautiful, talented blossom.”
She glanced up at Faelan and was touched by the tender look in his eye. This was the man who had rescued her from the pavement and then spent his nights becoming the best Dominant possible in order to be compatible with her. Sir had believed in him enough to take extra time to train the boy—as if Faelan was his gift to her.
She broke the suction on Faelan’s cock and kissed the tip before standing up. She could see herself becoming his. He was young, energetic, inquisitive, sexy, with that hint of danger she found addictive.
As Brie straightened herself for the next meeting, she prayed desperately that Tono would be waiting for her. She needed to talk to him, to see where they stood, before she could make a decision.
The final bell sounded. Brie took Faelan’s hand and walked him out of the room. She noticed Mary come out at the same time with the tall Spaniard. The Spaniard Dom kissed her hand gallantly and left.
Faelan nibbled Brie’s ear as his final goodbye and whispered, “I’ll be waiting, blossom.”
Brie watched him leave and then scanned the crowd for Tono. She let out a nervous sigh when she didn’t see him and shifted her gaze to Mary.
Master Coen came up to Mary and she whispered a name. He nodded and went to fetch the next Dom. Mary looked in Brie’s direction and gave her a funny smile, shrugging her shoulders.
“How’s it going?” Brie asked.
Mary didn’t answer. She just disappeared into the room to wait for her Dom.
It Gets Complicated
Brie didn’t know who else to interview. She glanced over the gathering, looking for a face that stood out from the crowd of foreign Dominants. Her jaw dropped when she saw Faelan walking with Master Coen to Mary’s room.What the hell, Mary?
Faelan looked at her apologetically as he passed by. She understood. He was not allowed to turn down Mary’s request. It was part of the rules for the evening. The submissives were allowed to ask whomever they wanted without fear of rejection.Fuck the damn rules!Brie wanted to grab Blue Eyes by the hand and pull him away from the temptress-turned-backstabber.
Instead, she stood mutely by as Faelan entered Mary’s room and shut the door behind him. Could the evening get any worse?
Marquis Gray was by her side, asking for her next Dom. She muttered sadly, “I have no one else.”
“Surely there is someone who has caught your eye, Miss Bennett. Do not waste even one meeting tonight.”
Brie glanced over at Sir. He looked good in the expensive Italian tux he wore for the occasion. His face was relaxed and his smile radiant as he laughed at some joke a group of admiring submissives had made. Brie thought it cute the way his hands danced in the air as he talked.
She looked away and answered, “No. There is no one else…” She glanced at the door Mary and Faelan were behind and forced herself not to scream.
“You must pick someone,” Marquis Gray insisted.
“Fine.” She looked up at him. “Then I choose you.”
He seemed shocked. “You can’t choose me. Trainers are not allowed.”
Brie pouted. “But I’m not asking you to collar me, Marquis Gray.”
“What would be the point?” he protested.
“I need you,” she said quietly, turning away to hide her misery.
He was silent for a moment and then excused himself. She secretly observed him as he walked over to his submissive and the two had a short discussion. The woman followed him back to Brie. “Celestia has agreed to join us, if you have no objections.”
Brie glanced at the older woman and smiled. “I have no objections, Marquis Gray.”
“Fine.” Marquis guided both of them into the room. He left the door open, which Brie found odd but did not question.
He gestured her to the couch while his submissive settled down at his feet. Brie couldn’t help feeling jealous of her.
