Savage SEAL’s Virgin: A Submissives’ Secrets Novel

by Michelle Love

  “How long will it take before I’m back to my normal self?” she asks.

  “Not much longer, love. Now let those long ass legs of yours float out in front of you and I’ll hold you while you kick them and make them as shapely as they used to be.”

  She does and although they move slowly, they do move and she sighs. “This is so much easier than the physical therapist’s exercises. That man is a demon straight from Hades.”

  “He’s great at what he does, Lexi.”

  She turns around in my arms and presses her breasts to my chest. Then pulls her body against mine. We’ve not made love since she left me. I’ve kissed her only a few times as I don’t want her to over exert herself. Her eyes are looking hungrily at my lips and I know how she’s feeling.

  “I feel so much stronger in the water, Max,” she says as she wraps her legs around me and her arms around my neck.

  I smile and place my lips on hers, gently. Her hands tangle up in my hair as the tip of her tongue touches my lips, wanting to come in and play. I open my mouth and she swirls her tongue with mine.

  It’s been so long since I’ve held her this way or kissed her like this and I grow hot and swell against her. I pull my lips away and say, “Princess, you’re making me crazy.”

  “I want you,” she says. “Please, Max, I can do this in the water. I feel strong enough.”

  “I don’t know, Lexi.” I say. She pulls my mouth to hers again and I know that I have to give her what she wants.

  Alexis

  Cool water flows around me, making me feel my old self again. Max holds me in his arms as his tongue rolls over mine. I unwrap my legs from around his waist and drop my shorts, then push at his trunks to release his beast. He moans as I rub up against him, then wrap my legs back around him.

  My hip bones press into him as I wiggle a little and his long, hard cock pushes into me. My lips leave his as I take him in and sigh deeply with feeling him like this again. “My God, I’ve missed you, Max.”

  His hot mouth bites at my neck and he groans as he moves himself in and nearly all the way out of me in long strokes. I run my hands over his muscled back and revel in the sensation it gives me.

  I put my mouth on his neck and bite then press my lips to kiss his warm flesh. Moving my arms from around his neck, I lay back into the water, floating. He pulls my body back and forth through the water, stroking his hard dick as he glides one finger back and forth over my clit.

  I feel as if we’re making love on a cloud, it’s so surreal. “Take your shirt off,” he says.

  I pull the T-shirt off. I’ve been so self-conscious about my body since I lost so much weight, but being with him like this makes me feel sexy and beautiful. One of his hands runs over my stomach and up to one of my breasts. It flows over it and he messages it then pinches my nipple slightly. I arch up and he grabs my bottom in the other hand.

  A sudden ache begins deep inside me and I’m building up. He strokes faster and I can feel him harden even more. “Oh, Lexi, I need you to come with me, baby.”

  I watch him as he looks down, watching his dick slide in and out of me. He’s completely beautiful, and he’s mine. He stiffens and heat flows into me as he pulses inside me, making me orgasm and draw all that he has to offer out of him. He pulls me up and wraps me in his strong arms. His words hot on my ear, he whispers, “I love you, princess.”

  “I love you too, Max.”

  The click clack of shoes on the cement make me open my eyes and look over his shoulder. Hilda walks out the door and shields her eyes from the sun. “Max,” she calls out.

  “Oh my God!” I say and Max moves us to the side of the pool so hopefully she won’t realize we’re naked. He hides me behind him.

  “Hilda!” he says, with a high pitch to his normally deep voice. “What’s up?”

  She stops a little ways from us and I notice her eyes are looking past us at something. I look back to see my shirt and shorts floating and a short ways from them is Max’s board shorts.

  Busted!

  “Oh!” she says. “I’m, uh, I’m, uh sorry I guess.”

  Max asks, “What, Hilda?”

  “Oh, you have a visitor. It’s a woman, and she said she has to see you. I haven’t let her in the gate yet as I’ve never heard you mention her. She said when I told you her name you’d know her.”

  “What is it?” he asks, clearly irritated.

  “Sissy Lawton,” she says and Max’s body tenses all over.

  “My mother,” he says under his breath. “Let her in.”

  Hilda walks away as he moves around gathering our clothes. He isn’t talking at all. I know he never wanted to see her again. “Max, are you okay?”

  He shakes his head. “Here let me put these on for you.” He pulls my shorts on and my wet shirt over my head then puts his on. He carries me to my wheelchair and in silence he takes me to our bedroom.

  “Max, you seemed shocked.”

  “I know where this will lead and it won’t be good, Lexi.”

  My heart breaks for him and I can’t help feeling things are about to change. Maybe our life together will never be roses and rainbows.

  Part 7 Secrets of Romance

  Max

  Shadows fall around my mother’s face as she’s brought into my office. I sit behind my large mahogany desk, hoping to start things off with her with me having the upper hand. She looks nothing like I remember, and is thin, much too thin. Her face is deeply wrinkled and her pores are large. She must’ve had acne at some point as pits are all over it. Her hair is thin and white, her hands are shaking and she twitches. “Randy, is that you?”

  I flinch as she says my real name. “My name is Max now, but you know that. How did you find me?”

  There are two, high backed, leather chairs in front of my desk and she sits in the one on the left. “I was contacted by a woman named Ashley Sinclair. She said I should come and see you.”

  That fucking bitch! I hope she rots in Hell!

  “She’s dead,” I say and lean back in my chair. “And she was wrong to tell you to come and see me.”

  “Oh?” she asks and wrings her hands in her lap. “So you’re mad at me for sending you away?”

  “That was the best decision you ever made,” I say and lean up, placing my chin on top of my clasped hands. “Thank you for doing that.”

  “Randy, I didn’t mean to give you up. They were going to send you to foster care if I didn’t do something else with you. It wasn’t my choice to give you away.”

  I nod. “Okay, I see. It was better for me anyway, no matter how it happened.”

  She twists oddly in the chair and I see the veins on the inside of her arms are swollen and large. She pulls a pack of cigarettes from inside her shirt and waves her hand like she’s trying to swat a fly. “Gotta light, son?”

  I shake my head. “No, and there’s no smoking in my home, ever and not anywhere on my property. You’ll have to leave if you want to smoke.”

  She smashes the thing back into the pack and shoves it back into her shirt. “You went and got all high and mighty, I see. Too good for me, huh?”

  I nod. “You hit the nail on the head, Sissy.”

  “Sissy?” she asks as she twists her head sideways. “I’m no longer Mom to you?”

  “You haven’t ever really been a mother.”

  “I admit I have my problems, son, but I am your mother and always will be no matter if you accept it or not.” In a quick motion, she stands and paces like a lion in a cage. “I’ll just spit this out and let you deal with it. I need a place to live. I’ve been homeless for a year and was living out of my car. The blasted thing caught on fire several days ago and now I have nowhere to live and nothing to my name.”

  “That’s not my problem,” I say and nearly shudder as it horrifies me how cold I’m being. This isn’t me, yet she’s making me feel like someone I’m not. “Stay where you’ve been staying since it burnt.”

  “I was at a homeless shelter and I got
raped.” She sits and runs her hands over her skinny legs.

  “Really?” I ask because I can’t believe she can say such a thing with no emotion behind it.

  “Yep, it’s the truth and I’m not going through that again. I’ve been raped about twenty times in my life and I’d say if I had a safe place to live that wouldn’t happen no more. You must have at least one spare bedroom in this big place.”

  I don’t even want her to sleep in a tent on the lawn. “I’ll have to think about this, and I have a girlfriend to discuss it with as well. She’s been through a lot and I’m not sure she’d be able to handle you here.”

  “You ain’t married?” she asks and stands up again, this time she goes and looks out the window. It overlooks the waterfall of the pool. “You’re filthy rich, but haven’t found someone to marry yet?”

  “I’m going to marry this woman. She’s very weak right now, but once she’s better we’ll get married and start a family.”

  She turns abruptly. “I’d love to get to spoil my grandkids, Randy. If you let me stay, I can help with ‘em.”

  The idea of her around my children is horrifying. “That’s probably a bad idea, Sissy.”

  In slow motion, she begins to fall to the floor. Seemingly melting into it. Lying out on it, she starts to cry. It’s a weak and pitiful sound. Though I stay in my chair, it’s taking everything in me not to go grab her up and make her stop.

  I look away as she continues, she murmurs, “I may as well kill myself.”

  My hand forms a fist and I slam it on my desk. “God dammit, woman, what do you expect from me!”

  She continues to lay on the floor and whimper like a beaten dog. “Nothing, I guess. This world isn’t for me. I’ll leave.”

  I wait for her to get up and do what she said, but she lies there and sniffles and makes me feel like an ass. “Get up, you can stay tonight and we’ll see what happens.”

  With a miraculous recovery, she springs up and wipes her eyes. I don’t see any tears, but she wipes at her eyes like there were some. “I’ll help out around here, Randy. I can cook and clean.”

  I hold up my hand. “I have an excellent chef and staff to keep this place looking like it does. I will not be employing you. So you said all your things burned so I assume you only have what you’re wearing.”

  She nods and keeps on wiping at her eyes which have no tears and are not red rimmed from any crying. “It’d be real nice if you maybe could get me a few things from the Goodwill store.”

  I roll my eyes. “I can do better than that. Come with me. I’ll show you to a room you can sleep in tonight and I’ll grab a dress and some undergarments from Hilda. She’s my chef, and she runs this place. Don’t ever talk down to her.”

  “I’d never talk down to anyone, Randy.” As I walk past her, she grabs hold of my arm and walks next to me. “I don’t have a snotty bone in my body, son. I’ll show you, I’ll fit right in and I won’t give you no reason to throw me out, I promise.”

  Pain stabs at my heart at how I’m reacting to her. “We’ll see.”

  Alexis

  I wait for Max to come to the bedroom and get me. He told me to wait here, he’d decide if he would let me meet his mother or not. He’s acting so odd. His face is almost void of expression and he’s distant. Not at all like himself.

  The door opens and in he comes. Straight to me he almost runs and wraps his arms around me, burying his face in my neck. “I told her she could stay the night, but I didn’t want to.”

  I push him back to look at him. “Is it that horrible, Max?”

  He nods and his face goes back to being buried in my neck. “She brings out this awful person in me.”

  I laugh. “You have nothing bad in you. You’re practically a saint!”

  He kisses my neck and trails more of them up until his lips land on mine. Finally he stops and leans his forehead on mine. “Promise me you’ll help me not to lose who I’ve become.”

  “Max, you’re being silly,” I say as I run my hands over his dark waves. “Take me to meet her, please.”

  “She’s shocking to look at,” he says as he picks me up and carries me to my wheelchair. “A total drug addict look to her. She fidgets oddly and I don’t remember this woman. My mother had soft blonde hair and dark blue eyes. Her hair and eye color have faded to almost nothing.”

  “I’m sure she isn’t that bad.” I say as he pushes me in my wheelchair to the door. “You were a little boy, your memory of her is probably more than a little off.”

  “You’ll see, Lexi.” He says and out of the room we go and into a small sitting room. “I’m going to get Hilda to bring in something to eat and drink. I need a stiff drink, but I can’t do that in front of Sissy.”

  “Nonsense,” I say. “Max, be yourself, baby. Do as you would whether she’s here or not.”

  “Lexi, I don’t even feel like myself. It’s crazy.”

  How bad can she really be?Max

  Hilda hands me a shot of something and instructs me to drink it. “It’ll calm your nerves, Mijo. I swear I’ve never seen you like this. This woman can no longer hurt you, remember that.”

  I nod and find myself holding out the shot glass for a refill. “Uno mass.”

  Hilda squints her eyes at me and refills the little glass. “Okay, that’s it. Now go get your mother and take her to meet Lexi. I’ll bring in a tray of snacks.”

  Making my way to where I left my mother with a change of clothes, I try to think about how I would treat anyone else with the same problems she has. I think I’d be a lot more compassionate. People have all kinds of demons, and for most of them, I’d think I’d have some understanding, but where Sissy Lawton is concerned I have no compassion.

  Why is that?

  I knock on the bedroom door and she opens it right up. As if she was standing right by it, waiting for me to come get her. Just like I used to wait for her to come home when I was little. She’d leave me home alone for hours, even overnight at times with no food in the house, and sometimes not even light as the electricity was shut off quite regularly.

  “Oh, I knew you’d come get me, son,” she says with a giggle.

  She grabs my arm and walks with me to the small living area I left Lexi in. “My girlfriend’s in a wheelchair and is quite skinny from an ordeal she was in. I’d thank you not to say anything about it.”

  “Oh, then I won’t.” she says as she squeezes my arm. “This girl’s gonna be my daughter-in-law someday. I’d never want to hurt her feelings. What happened to her?”

  “That Ashley woman who told you to come see me kidnapped her and nearly starved her to death. We found her in the nick of time, but she’s suffered from what the damn woman did to her.”

  She stops and looks up at me. “You told me she was dead. Did you kill her for what she did to your girlfriend?”

  “I probably would have, but no, she killed herself once she knew she was caught,” I say and start walking again.

  As we enter the room, Lexi smiles and stands up. I move quickly to her. “You shouldn’t get up until I’m close enough to catch you if you fall.”

  She waves her hand at me. “Oh, poopy smoopy, I’m fine! This beautiful lady must be Sissy.”

  “Me, beautiful?” my mother says. “Look at you, well you’re gorgeous, dear.”

  Lexi grabs my mother up and hugs her. “It’s so nice to meet you,” Lexi says then lets her go and sits back down.

  I can tell from the sweat which sprung up on Lexi’s forehead that it was hard for her to stand up on her own, but she’s stubborn and does things too quickly. I gesture for my mother to sit and I pick Lexi up and carry her to sit next to me on the small sofa.

  “How gallant you are, Randy.”

  Lexi smiles. “He is, isn’t he?” She runs her hand over my cheek and I smile back at her.

  I take her hand and leave a kiss on it then hold our clasped hands on my leg. “So, here we are,” I say, then ask my mother what I’ve wanted to for ages. “Tell me, do
I have any brothers or sisters?”

  Sissy looks away and blinks rapidly. “I got pregnant from being raped twice and I had abortions both times.”

  “How awful,” Lexi gasps.

  I, on the other hand, notice that Sissy didn’t look at all upset the way someone who just said what she did should. “So no then. Well, that’s all I really wanted to know.”

  Lexi leans up against me, making me look at her. Her eyes tell me to be nice. “So, Sissy, where have you been living?” she asks.

  “California,” she says and I find I’m skeptical again.

  “How’d you make it all the way to Texas?” I ask.

  “The bus,” she says and I see her fiddling with her shirt and the package of cigarettes comes out. She pulls one from the pack and puts it in her mouth.

  “Don’t you remember what I said about no smoking?” I ask.

  “I’m not, I’m just putting it in my mouth,” she says then stands up and walks around, looking at every little thing in the room. “Where’d you get all this stuff? I never seen so much stuff.”

  “Your son has done very well for himself,” Lexi says as she pats my hand. “He’s been all over the world and bought things from everywhere. Aren’t you proud of how well he turned out?”

  I smile at Lexi and she gives me a crooked grin back and a little kiss on the cheek.

  Man, I love this girl!

  “Well, of course I’m proud of him! Who wouldn’t be?” Sissy keeps walking around and I see her chewing on the butt of the cigarette and it makes me sick.

  Hilda comes in and diverts my attention, thankfully. “Hilda, this is Sissy Lawton,” I say.