This story is really HOT. Like really really really HOT. It's essentially about a college student learning about her hidden desire to submit to a man, with the help of her roommate & a very hot dominant man. This is a MATURE story & the smut within the story is VERY smutty, so be warned! BUT there's also substance to the story & it's a good read! Enjoy my loves :* EXCERPT - He cupped my breasts, and then he snarled. "Padded bra. As if you needed one." His hands were under my sweatshirt and he hauled the bra up, roughly, and then his hands were on me, feeling, squeezing, his palms grinding against my nipples. Those hands had spanked me and somehow that changed everything. His hands mattered. I arched into them, and then my head went back and he kissed my mouth again, lips and tongue forcing my mouth to give him what he wanted. "Can't think," I said, dazed, against his lips, and he growled at me for speaking. And then one hand dove into my pants, and a finger forced inward. My knees gave out entirely. We sank to the floor and he pinned me down, violently taking my mouth with his tongue and my pussy with his finger, and I learned what happens when you almost come and stop and then are touched again. I was out of control, my legs opened and my hips tilted. His fingers moved to my clit, then back inside me... everything ached and burned and it was all I could do not to beg for more. The late night fantasies were back, but now I was living one, the man who took, demanded, forced a young girl to feel things she didn't know about - my hips tilted up further, he twisted around and sucked a nipple roughly, painfully, and every muscle in me tensed, I couldn't stop, there was only more and faster- I came in that slow, violent way that takes away all control of your limbs and slams you again and again against the floor. My noises were guttural and raw, and when my eyes were closed all I saw was his dark, demanding gaze. --- OKAY NOW GO READ!

"You will do well to not leave when not permitted pet." I gasp. My legs suddenly weak, my breathing heavy, my body hot and my pussy wet. How did he know? How did he know from half an hour of silence, how did he know i was a submissive. I cannot stay long. He is the owner, the dominant, the best. I turn to leave and am stopped again. "Maybe you do need some lessons. That was an order you will obey unless you would like to face the consequence of disobeying me?" I stop, a small whimper leaving my lips. "Yes...sir." I breathe out, turning back around. I fiddle with the hem of my skirt, avoid ing eye contact. "Good girl. Jason, bring me a pair of my jeans, I think i will be staying now." I hear someone walk off and then I flinch when I see a hand by my cheek. The hand stops and then moves and brushes my hair behind my ear. "Look at me." I hesitate and then look up. His gaze is powerful. "What's your name pet?" "Faith sir." I say, my eyes not leaving his.

"I don't want to be your mate." she tells me. "Why don't you want to be my mate, sweetheart?" I ask, wincing when she growls at me. "Don't fucking call me that." she snaps. "Why?" "Because I can't be Luna." she whispers. Just for a split second, I see pain in her eyes, but the emotion disappears as soon as it came. "You live in a nice house, you have food on the table everyday, and..." My mate shuts her mouth as if she had spoken too much. "Finish what you were going to say." I urge. "I can't." she whispers, tears forming in her eyes. "It's... It's a secret." ************ Josephine Mancini has been abandoned by her family when she was just fifteen years old. Now a senior at her local high school, she tries her best to ignore her family's absence and move on with her life. Archer Stone is the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack, the strongest and most feared werewolf pack in North America. He's known for his merciless ways and violent persona. Everyone thinks that he's incapable of feeling love, but in reality, he's just been saving himself for his mate. The only problem when he meets his mate is that Josephine tries to reject him on the spot. Ever since her family left, she hasn't felt the need to have anyone's love or support. She believes that having a mate will only hurt her in the long run and that Alpha Stone will only use her to provide an heir, then dismiss her afterwards. Over the years, she has grown accustomed to living an independent life. Archer wants to begin his first romantic relationship with his mate, but he has to prove to Josephine that not everyone she loves will abandon her before they can start dating. She doesn't believe that she's fit to be Luna and that her reputation will cause problems. Lunas don't get failing grades, work three jobs, or struggle to pay rent. Will Archer be able to show her that love isn't always a bad thing? Or will Josephine keep her financial and family problems to herself?

"What do you want?" She asked. Panicked, backing away. The vampire followed, stepping forward, dangerously close, looking her over. "You." His voice deep, growling. "Me?" "You." " Me? No, you don't. You think you do, but you don't. It is a mistake." "No it's not." "I came for you, Andie." He grabbed her by the waist, pulled her in close and nudged his face into her neck. "Oh god, don't bite her," Davis pleaded. "Please don't bite her." "Davis you are tired, go relax. Go back to her apartment and sleep." "No Davis, stay here." He left at the vampire's last word. "Please listen to me," she begged.Holding her hands up against his chest. "Shh shh shh. do not fear me." He assured her, whispering softly in her ear. Making her weak in the knees. "But I am afraid this is.'' She stuttered. ''This was. You see there was an accident. I sprayed you with a love potion." "A love potion? How sweet." He began to nibble at her neck. She could not help liking the way he felt against her. But quickly reminded herself. HE IS A VAMPIRE! "No really, it is not sweet at all. It was an accident. I had it in my bag thinking it was mace, I wanted to mace you," she explained. "I suppose that's nicer then," he said to her. "No, that's not nice at all. But you grabbed me, and well, that's what you deserved." "I was trying to warn you to run, meant you no harm." "No. I suppose you didn't, but you got sprayed, and now you love me, it is not real love." The vampire struggled to not laugh. Silly mortal. He let her go on. © Copyright 2014 Aronel Loni. All Rights Reserved.