Mission: Compromised Submissive (14 page)

Vice hated she couldn’t go with the ladies to shop for the wedding. Dom had insisted that while Hulk and a few of the others were off finding the decorations and seating, they needed to get cracking on the confiscated Intel pile
with
any free moment
s
they had. Whatever he and the General had discussed, it was evident he knew something they didn’t. Even after Clair
e
had shown up and they were alone, the only other somewhat secretive matters brought up had to do with documents and videos against the government concerning the 9-11 attacks. What was more than likely just another
conspirators
group trying to look cool, they still needed to do a full investigation and search for anything to debunk or conclude the
allegations
. It sucked that once again, she was stuck with the boys playing soldier while the others got to dress up and gussy around. Her choice of career defined her as a person, but deep down she still had that little girl who begged to get out and play dress
up from time to time.
This was one of those times.

Vice walked into the barn that had been made into an office, hoping work would help distract her. There were stacks of files and electronics everywhere. It looked like a dam
n tornado had tor
n
through leaving nothing but wreckage. “Shit. How the hell are we supposed to do anything in this mess?”
s
he mumbled in the empty room. With a huff, she set out on an organizational frenzy.

Thirty minutes of sorting and stacking, Vice was so far in the zone she hadn’t heard Dom walk in. He stood by the door, watching her hustle about and mumble to herself. Quietly, he reached in his pocket and pulled out the little pink remote. His thum
b pressed a button, and
Vice jump
ed
as the plug hummed to life. She looked around, still not spotting him while she shimmied and squirmed at th
e sudden vibration in her ass. “Oooh! What the….” Her head snapped around, desperately looking for the source when she spotted
Dom lurking in the corner. Dom’s lips were curled up
.
His dark eyes narrowed above the intense smirk that set her body on fire. Only Dom could give her that sexy devil grin
and melt her where she stood.

“How does that plug feel in your ass, pet?” He took two steps forward, keeping his dark eyes locked to hers. Without warning, he switched the setting and amped up the pulsating throb in her ass. When her knees threatened to fold he reached out and caught her, yanking her body against his chest with a thud. She winced from the stab of pain that shot through her ribs, but his kiss eased the pain into a sizzle that sent a gush of moisture into the crotch of her black cargo pants. “Are your ribs okay
,
baby?” The sweet tone was a fast one eighty from the
predatory
beast he was just moments before. Even his eyes had softened, showing the true concern.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just need to be careful so the damn things will heal.”

“I’ll make sure to be more cautious of them. Now, turn around and lean over the desk.” His expression flipped back to alpha male.

“You’ve got to be joking. We need to set some ground rules right now, Jeremy. First off, the only time you can bark orders at me is either in combat or in the bedroom. We are in neither. Besides the fact the others are going to be pouring through those doors at any second, it is broad daylight and we are hardly in a private setting. Anyone could catch us. Then what? We are frat
er
nizing. What the hell are they going to think if this goes farther? Much less them walking in and witnessing it first hand.” All through Vice’s little rant, Dom stood silent with his arms folded across his chest. When she finally came up for air, he spun her around and lowered her chest carefully flush with the cool wood. A slew of cuss words blabbered through clenched teeth, only building to the anticipation. Dom wanted to pepper her ass good enough she would remember, and she kept feeding him more reason. “Damn it
,
Dom, stop this shit. I’m not a child.”

“Sweet Alex. Always in control. You’re gonna learn one way or another.” He yanked her pants down to her knees, holding one hand firmly in the middle of her back to keep her in place. “Don’t move. I don’t want to jar those ribs.” Once again, she didn’t answer.
Mmm. This is going to be better than I thought.
“You are a bratty little thing today. It’s time I showed you who this hot little body belongs to.” He no more than got his sentence out that he brought his palm down against her ass in a loud ‘smack!” She yelped, not expecting the sharp sting that heated immediately.

“Ouch!” Again, he repeated, landing smack dab in the middle of her other cheek. His handprints were already starting to whelp up in a pretty pink, tightening his jeans against his rising dick.

“This ass belongs to me.”
Whack!
He rubbed his hand softly over the flesh, easing it and bringing chills to cover her body.
Smack!

He spanked her good, bringing slap after slap that rapidly heated her ass up hot enough it engorged her cli
t. Again, h
is tender touch tantalized the over sensitive area, sliding down her crack onto her labia. “Part those legs wider.” She hesitated but did, opening herself up to give him a good view. He slapped her cunt, growling. “You better start answering me
,
pet, or your poor little body is going to be hurting. I can bring you to the brink of orgasm and keep you there for as long as I want, and not ever give you release.”

“Yes
,
Sir
,
”
s
he gasped. Damn him for using her body against her. She tried to be complicated and make him work for it, but fuck if it didn’t backfire. She was rewarded with two of his digits plunging into her cunt, fucking her hard and fast. He changed the setting on the plug, giving her a constant buzz that vibrated through the thin lining into her channel. In and out he worked her good, scissoring and spreading her walls. Little moans slipped past her lips, huffing breathlessly. Dom added a third, circling d
eep up in her. “Fuck! Yes!” s
he yelled. He knew she was close. The higher he rocked her, the hotter he got. With his other hand he grabbed the butt of the plug and jigg
l
ed it, pulling it out gradually before shoving it back in. While he worked his fingers, he fucked her ass with the plug, throbbing from the way it slipped easily in and out. His dick ached it was so hard. He wanted to take her so bad, but didn’t break from the plan. His fing
ers curled, raking against her G
-spot. She tried to rise off the desk, but his growl stopped her. Her ass arched up in the air higher, pushing against him
in desperation. The sensation
overload that shot through her body w
as
almost too much to handle. When her body tensed and arched painfully, he went wild. Pump after pump he fucked her holes, sending her over the edge in a painful, intense orgasm that left her lifeless. As she floated down he removed the plug, still working her pussy until the last wave subsided.

Vice was left in a puddle of pleasure. Her body was still on a high. When she stood up and turned around, raising her pants, the look Dom met her with was almost enough to make her cum again. An idea sparked in her mind, bringing a saucy wicked grin. She eased towards him dropping to her knees in front of him, licking her lips.

“Can I suck your dick, Sir?” Her voice was low and husky, shooting straight to his balls. She had said it perfectly.

“Mmm. Good girl for asking what you want. Take my cock out.” Vice did,
sliding her palm up and down it
s length as she waited for the next command. “Fist it
,
baby. Squeeze it hard. Mmmm, so good
,
just like that.” Vice’s hand gripped him tight, squeezing in pulses that had his beast barking to be set free. When she stroked him hard and fast slamming down hard. “Fuck that’s good!
Take me down your throat.”

“Mmm yeah. I love sucking fat cock.” Vice slipped him between her lips, plunging him deep on the first thrust to hit the back of her throat. His earthy taste mixed with the musky scent made her cunt contract, already wanting more. Deeper and faster she went, taking him as far as she could. She gagged a few times, only to have him thrust upward to feed her more. She could tell he was close. It wasn’t long before his hands fisted in her hair, giving him control of each suck. “Damn you suck cock good.” In and out he pumped, fucking her mouth good and hard. He could feel her spit dripping down on his balls, lubing his prick up. Vice groaned around him, hollowing her cheeks out. “Fuck yeah I’m gonna cum down your hot little throat! Swallow it all
,
pet.” He shoved in and out a couple more times, holding her head still until he spilled down her throat with a roar. She lapped it all up, sucking and licking up every last drop.

As the orgasm wound down, Dom looked down at her. She was beautiful. Her crystal sea eyes looked up at him. He
r
pouty swollen lips were irresistible. Without a second thought Dom pulled her up
o
nto his lap and kissed her sweetly. “Mmm. Thank you
,
baby. That was
…
just wow. You are perfect in every way
,
Alexandria.”

“You’re pretty awesome yourself
,
hot stuff.” She rested her head against his chest, feeling her heart fall even harder. Feelings hadn’t been discussed. On one hand, she knew he cared about her, but did it go past sex? Could there be a relationship amidst the whips and chains? Before her mind whirled out of control and ruined the moment, Dom kissed her cheek sweetly.

“I want to be clear on one thing now
,
” Dom said seriously. Vice felt an invisible chokehold start to strangle her, scared where he was going.
This is just sex. That has to be what he is going to say. Be prepared.
I can do just sex. No strings…
hot night love with no stress, no commitment. With work, it’s not like we have time for anything other than a romp here or there anyway. Okay, I can handle this. Just friends.
As she talked herself into the inevitable, he continued. “As far as I’m concerned, you are mine, Alex. I haven’t ever had feelings for a woman the way I do you.”

Vice let out the breath she had been holding, unsure how much she should reveal. If she went all in, it might spook him. Could she confess what she knew was building? She waited, not knowing what to say. Thankfully he gave her more time, and continued.
Whew.

“I spoke to the General this morning, and told him about us. From the Army’s standpoint, we aren’t breaking any rules. Our unit is all about breaking rules. I want you to move in with me. No more sneaking around, no more hiding.”

She let his words tumble around in her head trying to decode exactly what he was getting at. “So…you want to tell the guys? You know what it could mean, right?”

“Yep. I would have to step down and transfer to another unit if they weren’t game. I don’t see anyone having a problem with it, Alex. They are family. I’m sure they’ll be nothing but happy for us,
that both hard asses of the unit found love. It’s a risk I’m willing to take.”

What the fuck!? Did he just say love? No
…
nope. Uh uh. No way no how. It was just too soon, right? Love. She hadn’t ever had the real love of a man. It hit all at once like a ton of bricks dropping onto her from ten foot above.
Dear God. I’m in love with him.

Times were
changing at the ranch. With Alaina, Rock, and Maverick’s wedding less than four hours away, everyone was running frantic around doing last minute preparations. The backyard had been transformed into a magical wonderland, resembling the wedding scene off the movie
Twilight
. Alaina’s infatuation with that movie series and her love of nature flowed freely through all the décor. Moss covered logs that had tiny little violet flowers randomly growing off each one lined the isle. Weeping pale pink and white blossoms hung down from above, providing a raining canopy. Simple and elegant, it was an enchanted forest built just for them.

Only five short days prior, Dom had pulled a meeting and outed their relationship. Instead of the reluctance Vice had expected, a standing ovation from not just the soldiers, but Violet, Mrs. Sanders, Michael, and Vince were overly happy with their news. Most confessed that they were just counting down the time until
s
he and Dom had figured it out and got together, which surprised her. It seemed to happen so fast…but yet, now it felt so right
,
that they could have been together years. Instead of her moving in with him, her cabin was the larger of the two, so he moved in with her. The third bedroom was turned into a perm
a
n
en
t playroom, which she looked forward to each nigh
t. Instead of burning off pent
up energy and anger at the gym, Dom took it out on her ass each night. Together, they filled in the holes each had, creating a solid foundation for their relationship to grow on.

Dom was off helping the men do the final setup of the reception equipment. As promised, the Triple Deuce boys had show
n
up and put in the man
hours to make it perfect. They all showed up early enough to finish the major stuff and had turned the gym into a locker room for them all to dress in their Class As for the ceremony. Everything was breathtaking.
A stage had been built for a live band that was playing, along with enough chairs for the Army. Literally. Besides Triple Deuce, two other entire units who caught wind of the legendary Rock and Maverick’s upcoming wedding had RSVP’d enthusiastically. The team had all been warned by a growing emotional Alaina that if any rubbers were blown up and tied in the trees or other pranks went down, she would have their ass
es
. The General had put out a memo that if anyone upset her on her wedding day, she would be the one giving PT for the next month.

This seemed to intrigue them even more. Everyone wanted to meet the
woman who tamed the two playboy
s
’
wild ways. After they had everything in order, Dom headed home to allow the caterers space and time to do their thing.

Vice was slipping on her dress when he walked in. “Perfect timing!”

“There you are. Is everything going okay?”

“Yeah. The guys broke out the bottle of good shit already, but Bella confiscated it until after the ‘I do’s’.
Joker
wasn’t too happy, but whatever she whispered in his ear seemed to be bribe enough.” He snickered.

Vice giggled. “Womanly persuasion. Can you give me a hand?” She turned for him to zip her up.

“This is wrong.”

Vice’s eyes drew together as she cranked her neck to see what he was talking about. “What? The dress?”

“No. I should be unzipping this damn thing not zipping it up.” He grinned, earning a playful swat. He stepped closer behind facing the mirror. “You look fantastic.”

“Yeah? It isn’t too plain?”

“Hummm. Plain, you could never be. But, you are missing something.”

“What?” She looked over her reflection, scrunching up her eyebrows in confusion. Her hair was curled and half pulled up, which was quite a task until Bella had t
a
k
en
over and helped. Her makeup had been done
by Violet. Her dress was hand
picked by Vince. She still hadn’t slipped on her heels, but th
at
was pretty much as good as it was gonna get. Only a few minutes before, she was pleased with the turnout. It had been since that first night he kissed her that she had a chance to doll up. Tonight, she felt like a woman. A loved, complete, sexy woman. Doubt started to twist her gut. Maybe the makeup was a bit much. Violet had opted for the smoky eye and red lipstick. She didn’t like it at first, but once it was all finished, she was in shock.

“This.” Something cold and metal slipped around her neck. When he pulled his hands away, it took her breath. Made from the finest platinum and sparkling blue green sapphires was a gorgeous choker. In the front dangled a little lock
ed
charm that adorned one big stone. It was gorgeous. He turned her to face him and smiled. For the first time in his life, Dom showed exactly what he was feeling. Moisture puddled in the corners of his eyes. Vice almost fainted.

“This is gorgeous, Jeremy. I don’t know what to say.”

“It doesn’t compare to you, baby.
You are breath
taking. Do you know what this symbolizes?”
h
e said softly.

“That I am yours
,
”
s
he answered in a whisper.

Dom pulled a matching chain from under his shirt that a platinum key dangled from. Along the handle was a single turquoise sapphire.

“It means, that I want you and no other. I have waited a lifetime for you, Alexandria. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?”

Vice almost fainted. Had she just heard correctly? He was proposing…the night of their friends
’
wedding? It stunned her, but in the same sense she was so excited she couldn’t contain it. Both of her arms flew around his neck in an excited squeal. “Yes! Yes! I love you so much!”

“And I love you, pet. Now, get those hot little lips over here and kiss me like a good girl.” His sweet sincerity was irresistible. She stepped up on her tippy toes and laid one on him so good it took ten
minutes to fix her smeared make
up afterwards. When she finally pulled away, she said, “Don’t you think we are moving kinda fast? I don’t want this to be ruined because of how fast we are going.”

“It won’t. The way our job is, everything is balls to the wall
,
baby. Why should our relationship be any different? It’s what we do. It’s how we are programed.”

It made sense. Everything in their life was full speed ahead. No guts, no glory. She loved him. He loved her. Wow. Just thinking it blew her away. That’s all that mattered.