BLAKE: Captive to the Dark

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by Angelini, Alaska


  “You have no choices. I make those for you. You’re my slave. You know what that means.”

  The need to fight for air had me turning my face to try to get any sort of oxygen I could. As our eyes met, the side of his mouth lifted. “Fight, slave. You know you want to.”

  And I did, with everything inside of me. With his training, I was getting damn good, which, in turn, was making our sex life explosive.

  My hands locked on his wrists and I used them for leverage as I bucked my hips. Blake didn’t so much as budge from on top of me, but his hand moved, giving me the breath I needed. The moment he grasped on my neck with both hands, I knew what I needed to do. The move we’d practiced a million times over the last few months. The thing was, he wasn’t being easy on me. He was literally choking me, and I loved it. Loved that I had the power to submit to him, or break his hold. A choice.

  I crossed my arms directly on top of his, making an X, and gripped his wrists. The motions after that came so fast. I raised my hips, only to bring them down hard and do a crunch. My crossed arms connected with his, right over his elbows, and they buckled. I slunk to the side, quickly, and came back bracing my feet against his hips. As I pushed off and broke loose, I knew I could have had the option to fight more if it was a real attack, but I let him pull me back underneath him.

  “God, I love you, slave.” His lips crushed into mine and I drank him in, savoring his distinct taste. Traces of mint from the toothpaste lingered and something altogether his own had me trying to pull him closer. I couldn’t get enough of my Master. He owned me, body and soul, and there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for him. Blake Morgan might have been dark. Might be a killer, but he was my killer. My heart. And, soon to be my husband. Forever. Just like the endless loops that scarred our skin. For infinity.

  The End

  About the Author

  Alaska is an erotic BDSM author who also goes by the pen names Jennifer Salaiz and Jenny May. She lives in the SF Bay area...for now. She's a dreamer, and longs for the day when her husband and kids can load up in the car and drive until their hearts’ content. Adventure and discovering new places play a huge role in Alaska's life. It drives her, and feeds the creativity of coming up with new locations for her stories.

  Within the last two years, Alaska and her family have drove across the country twice, and also drove the distance from Texas to California three times. Asked, if she could choose one place to permanently settle down, where it would be, Alaska laughed. "Montana, today. Tomorrow, it may be Alaska, again. I go back and forth."

  When Alaska’s not dreaming of spontaneously hitting the road to find a new place to write about, she's being a mother and wife. If you're looking to connect with her to learn more, feel free to email her at [email protected], or find her on Facebook. You can also stop by her website jennymayauthor.com.

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