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(Annabel POV)
It was one of those nights where we had been curled up on the bed together; Kaden was stretched out with his head laying against the arm and I was laying on top of him and slightly to the side with my head resting on his chest. The television was on with an old movie that we were half paying attention to. But honestly, all I could really remember was the feeling of his fingers toying in my hair and the completeness I felt laying in his arms.
When he started nibbling on my neck, I couldn't help but giggle and wiggle against him right up until he whispered for me to go get a stick of butter from the refrigerator. I laughed and glanced up at him from where I was laying in his arms, knowing my eyes must have been full of unspoken questions.
"Butter?" I wasn't sure I had heard him correctly. But all he did was nod silently and release me.
There was a myriad of questions that popped instantly into my mind: Does he eat butter raw? Is he going to rub it all over me and lick it off? I had to admit, that one brought a smile to my lips. But the way he had nodded silently had started the nervous fluttering of butterflies inside of my stomach. I just never knew with him.
But I would never just NOT do what he had told or asked me. I couldn't even fathom it. Instead, I simply drew a blanket around me that had been on the end of the bed and stood. I could feel my eyebrows furrowing as I simply fetched the butter for him. But I still couldn't help but wonder what in the hell he was going to do with butter, of all things.
I loved him though and it showed in the way that I proffered the butter to him, playfully pressing a kiss to it as I sunk to my knees and offered it up over my head teasingly like all those online Gorean slave girls we see when we go into chat. "One stick of butter, Master," I quipped, casting him a playful wink but then I saw something that suddenly erased the playful mood that I was in ... on the bed, laid out on a towel, was a string of five beads that ranged from a small half inch vaginal bead to a large one and a half inch bead at the end of the string.
'Oh shit' ... the unvoiced comment reverberated in my head as I felt my whole body stiffen and it suddenly dawned on me just what he had in mind. Snapping my gaze back to him, I couldn't help but slink further down in my kneel.
He simply pointed to the bed and uttered his will in a soft but unyielding voice, "Lay on the bed ... on your back. Tuck the pillow under your head and place the butter above it."
I just blinked at him for a moment, feeling the fear suddenly grip hold of me. 'Please not this ... anything but this' is what I wanted to scream at him and then throw myself at his feet, begging for mercy. I felt my eyes glance reflexively back to the bed and to the beads before looking again at him piteously. His face was unchanging and I knew that there would be no changing his mind.
Crawling to the edge of the bed, I could feel my eyes welling up with unshed tears. I was scared. I couldn't help it. I just was. But as I lifted up to crawl onto the bed nervously, I knew that nothing short of absolute obedience was expected of me. I tried to find comfort in the fact that I knew he would never hurt me even as my teeth worried my lower lip. It was a nervous habit of mine.
I watched him move onto the bed down by my feet. The soft whimper that escaped my lips as he slid two straps over my dainty feet was reflexive. I was nervous and as he moved them up over my legs slowly, I trembled in response. "Relax," he said and I tried to smile at him bravely. By the chuckle that followed, I knew he saw right through my false bravado.
His hands were sure and steady and worked somewhat in soothing my nervous state as I felt the small butterfly vibrator come to rest on my clit. I tried to take a few deep breaths to calm my racing heart as he strapped it around my hips, keeping it firmly in place.
And then he winked at me ... that sly, playful wink that he always gave me right before he introduced me to something new. I figured he turned the vibrator on just to distract me as his gaze locked with mine. "Time for a brand new lesson, pet," he said and I almost fainted with the fear of it.
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