The Baby Pact

by Riley Rollins

  The Baby Pact: A BDSM Romance

  Riley Rollins

  Copyright © 2017 by Riley Rollins

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to real life is purely coincidental.

  Contents

  Riley’s Dirty List

  The Baby Pact

  1. Angelina Hollister

  2. Will Bond

  3. Angelina

  4. Will

  5. Angelina

  6. Will

  7. Angelina

  8. Angelina

  9. Will

  10. Angelina

  11. Will

  12. Angelina

  13. Will

  14. Angelina

  15. Will

  16. Angelina

  17. Will

  18. Angelina

  19. Will

  20. Angelina

  21. Will

  22. Angelina

  23. Will

  24. Angelina

  25. Will

  26. Angelina

  27. Will

  28. Angelina

  29. Will

  30. Angelina

  31. Will

  32. Angelina

  33. Will

  34. Angelina

  35. Angelina

  36. Will

  37. Angelina

  38. Will

  39. Angelina

  40. Will

  41. Angelina

  42. Will

  43. Angelina

  44. Will

  45. Epilogue

  Bonus Book: The Competition

  1. Chase

  2. Emily

  3. Chase

  4. Emily

  5. Chase

  6. Emily

  7. Chase

  8. Emily

  9. Chase

  10. Emily

  11. Chase

  12. Emily

  13. Chase

  14. Emily

  15. Chase

  16. Emily

  17. Chase

  18. Emily

  19. Chase

  20. Emily

  21. Chase

  22. Emily

  23. Chase

  24. Emily

  25. Chase

  26. Emily

  27. Chase

  28. Emily

  29. Chase

  30. Emily

  31. Emily

  32. Chase

  33. Emily

  34. Chase

  35. Emily

  36. Chase

  37. Emily

  38. Chase

  39. Emily

  40. Chase

  41. Emily

  42. Chase

  43. Emily

  44. Chase

  45. Emily

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  The Baby Pact

  “Trust me,” he said.

  And I did. I surrendered, letting him bind me, letting him tie me.

  I submitted. And he left me with a hunger to be dominated,

  ...a baby growing inside me...

  …and a devastating choice to make.

  Angelina

  I’ve worked for six long years, gritting my teeth and making it on my own. I’ve learned how to be a single mommy to my baby girl. And we don’t need anyone now. Neither of us can survive another broken heart.

  So I earned my degree and landed one hell of a job. Our luck is turning around, and I can finally give Violet the life she deserves. I’ve put the past behind me…

  Except that I can’t forget the night Will introduced me to the dark, seductive pleasures of how it feels to give up control.

  Tall and powerful, with a confidence that seeps into my veins, he promised to take care of me… And he did. High school prom night… and sweet satin ropes... He bound me to him in ways I’d never imagined, and he was all I ever wanted.

  Will created a need inside me only he can satisfy… but all I have left is his memory.

  My friend Mattie wants to celebrate graduation with a decadent night at her favorite club… the whole idea scares the hell out of me. But it may be my last chance to relive the past, to feel the sweet freedom of giving up my power. So I screw up my courage… and I put on my mask…

  I go to The Underground, where the only secret you can keep is your identity. Everything else gets exposed. Absolutely everything. Your body, your desires, your secrets… and your darkest sins.

  Maybe, just maybe… if I give in one last time, I’ll be able to put my Will and my cravings behind me for good.

  Will

  Angelina was my turning point. My delicate angel. She holds her control so close to her heart… but I taught her the pleasures of surrender…

  From the first time I held her, I knew she was not just mine to pleasure, mine to savor… but mine to protect.

  After she ran, it took me six f**king years to find her again. But I did.

  My angel, masked at a BDSM club, and wearing sweet pink satin tied around her luscious breasts. It told me everything I needed to know: that she’d never forgotten.

  Now she’s ready to be dominated one last time. I’ll make her remember, because I never forgot.

  But she trusts no one, and the kind of pleasure I give demands total surrender. Somehow, I have to find a way to reach her…

  I will own her body…

  ...because she already owns my soul.

  1

  Angelina Hollister

  Graduation Night, The Underground

  One step through the doorway and it hits me right in the chest. This is wrong, on so many levels. I have no business being here. The lights are too low, the music penetrates me so deeply I can feel it throbbing like a lover between my legs. The second step forward is all on Mattie. If she didn’t have a death grip on my arm, I’d have just turned tail and run…

  “This is no time to go chicken shit on me, Angie,” she whispered forcefully, dragging me past the bouncer. He’s about ten feet tall and dressed a lot like a medieval executioner. Picture black leather and metal-studded straps. I felt my knees start to buckle…

  Mattie grabbed a couple of glasses off a passing tray and handed me one. I drank it without thinking, and coughed, gasping as it burned its way down. “This is your graduation present,” she reminded me unnecessarily. “You’re a grown woman with a will of her own, who hasn’t had a life for the past six years.” She dragged me into a corner where the music wasn’t so loud. “Isn’t this exactly how I told you it would be?”

  “Yes, but…”

  “And didn’t you agree to one single, celebratory night of unadulterated fun?” Her lip twitched in amusement.

  “I did, but…”

  “And what is the new word we’re practicing tonight…?”

  “Yes,” I whispered, wondering where all my hard-won strength had gone, just when I needed it most. “Yes to new experiences… Yes to excitement…”

  “And yes to taking a chance,” she finished for me. She grinned, her brilliant green eyes shining from behind her black sequined mask. She pushed a handful of brightly dyed red hair out of her eyes and adjusted her outfit. She had pushed even her own limits tonight. Her tin
y black dress was nothing but a black veil, revealing more than it concealed. I could clearly see the heart-shaped silver charms that dangled from her nipples. And so had our taxi driver.

  “So you look fabulous,” she added, adjusting what little there was of my own dress. She wore black, indicating experience in this lifestyle. She’d chosen white for me, with just a touch of pink. “Remember what I said. Flagging you as a newbie with white will probably draw more interest than you want, but it’s also the only way to throw up a caution flag.” She flashed an admiring glance toward the looming doorman who returned it with a look that made me blush clear to my toes. “Rexie here and the other attendants are great about keeping us as safe as we want to be.” She tucked a strand of my hair behind my own silver mask. It was long, baby blonde, and pale wisps were forever straying out of place. My eyes darted nervously around the room. “This is all about what you want,” she said. “Remember that.

  You don’t have to leave the main hall with anyone unless you want to. And I’ll be right here all evening.” She shot a meaningful look back at Rex. “He gets off door duty in an hour and then he’s all mine. We’ll be right here the rest of the night. And you don’t have to be alone with anyone… unless you choose to be.”

  I sucked in a deep bracing breath, nodding, and took my first real look around the hall. My heart was pounding like it was trying to escape my rib cage, and the drink I’d swallowed was burning a hole somewhere in my stomach lining. But there was no denying the seductive energy of the atmosphere. And no denying either that the taste of this lifestyle I’d had years ago had created a hunger I’d never lost. It had taken a damned long time for me to summon the courage, to open myself up again…

  Not to mention that for the first time, it really seemed like my luck was starting to turn around. Against all odds, I’d graduated with a degree in interior design and even landed my very first job. Violet was making progress every day, and my friendship… no, my sisterhood… with Mattie had been my lifeline. In exchange, I’d given up anything barely approaching a personal life, but that sacrifice was finally starting to pay off. I’d fucking earned tonight. Like Mattie said… pure, unadulterated pleasure…

  “I’m okay,” I said, straightening my shoulders and pushing my breasts out confidently. The thin silver straps that held my sheer dress in place strained, drawing tight lines against my soft flesh. Having Violet had only enhanced the curves I’d started out with, but at least my belly was almost as flat as it used to be. I had nothing to be ashamed of, I knew. It had just been so goddamned long since I’d even been seen, let alone touched…

  “The left side of the room is for taking your pleasure,” Mattie said, stepping back so I could see. “The right is for giving it. So pay attention to where you go….” She gestured to a sweeping staircase that curved upwards and disappeared into the darkness. “Upstairs is the only place for privacy,” she added. “Couples… even small groups, go up there. But there are attendants everywhere, and lots of protection…” She nodded at a silver tray full of condoms. “And every guest obeys the rules. The word no is like law here.” She smiled, watching as I took in the dozens of people around us. “What happens here, stays here,” she said. “Anonymity… and no consequences. It’s safe to give in… to give up the control you hold so close.…”

  I bit into my lip, sucking my breath sharply, excited just by the words. The last time I’d given in had left me struggling and paying the price for my whole adult life. That I could even dream of letting go again… of feeling even a fraction of the pleasure I’d had that one time with Will… seemed to make every nerve in body come back to life….

  The room was lined with dark wood paneling. A mesmerizing display of sexual tools and toys lined the walls, along with hooks and chains… and velvet cuffs that allowed for bondage without pain. My eyes were searching for satin… for that one familiar link to before… but there was none.

  Paddles and thin leather whips were available for those who wanted intensity, a touch of pain… the adrenaline of fear. I watched a man cuff a woman’s hands high above her head. He slipped a blindfold over her mask, over her eyes, and selected a thick-handled leather whip. But instead of striking out with it, he pushed the handle up between her legs and fucked her with it. The long thin tail was trailing out of her… and he used its tip to tease her nipples as she rocked her hips, moaning from the pleasure….

  Everywhere I looked was another couple, another group, every scene more exotic and erotic than the last. Women, I noticed, weren’t the only ones in submission. Men, too, had given over control to their women. I watched a woman tease her man’s cock mercilessly. His arms were tied behind his back, his legs spread wide. His shaft was enormous, standing high along his belly and throbbing heavily as she stroked his balls with her tongue. She was holding him back, making him beg for his release… I could see it in his face. And all my years of self-control and self-denial began to crumble. For the first time since Will, I knew just how badly I needed release of my own. I was young and healthy… it was natural after all, to have needs….

  I felt my blood moving like syrup through my veins. The seduction of the room was having its way with me. Too much had been denied for too long. I shifted, feeling heat and wetness soaking the thin string of my thong and sliding down my inner thigh. Everywhere I looked, I saw pleasure and the promise of reward. Rex came up behind Mattie and curved one huge, possessive arm around her waist. She leaned back against him and sighed. In one fast moment, I was struck with the weight of everything my life had been missing… and for so, so long….

  That’s when I saw him. The only one in the entire room who was fully dressed. He stood, leaning casually against the bar, wearing a suit so dark it seemed to absorb the light around it. It was designed to show the perfect contours of his broad shoulders and tapering hips. His crisp white collar was open, showing smooth, tanned skin. He was tall, nearly as tall as Rex, but had a kind of grace the other man lacked. His dark hair fell forward, over thick brows and into his eyes. He was looking straight at me, like I was the only other person in the room, with a confidence that said we were the only two who mattered. And something about him, something I couldn’t begin to explain, flipped a switch inside me. I stared back, unashamed, brazen even. For a second, I felt that same perfect sensation I’d felt the night my whole life had changed. My other graduation night. My turning point….

  “Will you be okay?” Mattie asked, pushing Rex’s busy hands away, her voice thick with concern. “I swear I won’t leave you… if you’re not ready.…”

  “Go,” I told her. “Enjoy yourself.” I brushed a kiss by her cheek without breaking his gaze. He was headed straight for me with long, purposeful strides. “I’m good…

  I’ve got this.”

  2

  Will Bond

  It’s her.

  All these years later, even after arranging for this night to happen, I still couldn’t believe I was seeing her again. And she was even more beautiful than I remembered. Her hair was even longer than it used to be, a sweet honey-gold, with the same baby fineness that always made me want to gather it up in my hands. I wondered if it still smelled the same… like fresh air and sunshine. It had taken her a while to see me, but that’s the way I wanted it. I wanted to watch her… to enjoy her. And to see her reaction to this place….

  I could see the change, almost feel it, as it came over her when she saw me, her shift from fear to confidence. All the time apart hadn’t broken that bond between us. Her mask and mine were only there to create an illusion of anonymity. But the body remembers, even when the mind chooses not to. Let her pretend, if she pleases. So long as she comes to me, and only to me….

  That instant magnetic pull seemed to draw my heart out of my chest, my breath from my lungs. I’d let it overwhelm me, overwhelm us both, four years ago. And no, the irony wasn’t lost on me. I’d fucked her on her last graduation night. And I was here, about to do it again on this one. I had tried to save her from that
fucking asshole Jimmy, wanted to make her forget all the pain he had caused… and I’d only made everything worse….

  But the past is over. And nothing’s getting in our way this time around. She’s found the courage to come here tonight. It’s proof she’s finally ready for what I have to offer. And she’s finally all mine… only mine….

  I headed straight for her, heating with every step and gratified as hell to see she wasn’t passively standing still and waiting. She was moving toward me, too….

  “White…,” I said, softly. “How it suits you.…”

  We’d stopped only inches apart. I towered over her slight frame and waves of sweet familiarity washed over me. She was average in height, but delicately boned, giving the impression of fragility… quite in contrast to her true nature. She’d always been the strongest woman I’d ever met… she just didn’t know it. She looked up at me, and I felt consumed by the power of her….