Page 19 of A Dove To Break (The Dove Institute Collection #1)

Alania

I am enjoying the crash course version of these classes. It has been fun, if I’m being honest. Today, we will be testing by acting out a fantasy scene. Adrian has been gone most of the day, and I was instructed to just relax.

Saturday, we went back to Adrian’s home—our home—and we did the same thing.

Showered, cooked, ate, and relaxed. No sex.

No submitting. Just a normal evening for any normal couple.

Yesterday, Brent visited again, and we spent the entire day talking about what I wanted to do with my degree.

Ultimately, I have no idea. I came to the conclusion that I really do just want Adrian to decide that for me.

I never gave it any thought because I wasn’t expecting to have an opinion worth forming.

It’s almost dark now, and Adrian is just coming into the common area. He grins at me and offers me his hand. I take his hand and stand up, only to be pulled out of the common area and through the halls. He doesn’t stop until we are in the front courtyard.

“Alright,” he says with a smile.

“I’m confused,” I laugh.

“We are going to do a little primal CNC scene,” he says.

“Hunt and fuck,” I say, and he chuckles. “Just us?”

“Yes, baby. It will just be us,” he says. “All you have to do is run and try to hide. You can fight, or lie there like a limp noodle. Either way, I am fucking you to tears.”

“There are only a few ways you could bring me to tears,” I laugh. Adrian grins and grabs me by the throat to pull me closer.

“My sweet, pretty dove,” he purrs. “I’m taking your ass, and you’ll beg me to stop. But you know what?”

“What?” I choke out.

“I won’t,” he confirms. “I will strip you, tie you up, and use your tight little body. You’ll beg me to stop and pretend you don’t want it.”

“No safe word?” I squeak.

“You will always have a safe word. If you want me to stop, I will. I don’t give a fuck about the test. You can and should use that word if you are truly done.

Okay?” he says seriously. “I will not be nice about this, but I will not hurt you. No matter what I make you think, have faith in knowing that you are safe. You’ll come yourself unconscious, but you will not get hurt. Okay?”

“Okay,” I whisper.

“Run, Alania. It’s time for me to find a dove to break.”

I turn and sprint away, squealing when he swipes at me. He stops, but I continue. As soon as I get to the wood line, I leap over a fallen tree and sprint through the woods. I keep running, but slow down when it is so dark that I can’t see more than a few feet ahead of me.

My head is on a swivel as I walk, but I freeze when I hear twigs snapping. “Shit,” I say, spinning around to look for what made the noise. “For all the horror movies I watch, you’d think I’d know how to escape.”

I turn back around and scream when I see him.

Fear stabs through me as I manage to shove him away and sprint.

I knew to expect this sooner or later, but I’m still terrified.

I come around a massive tree and panic when arms wrap around me and I’m brought down to the ground.

“Wait!” I yell. “Adrian. Please, wait!” I say as I start crying.

He straddles my body and pins my arms above my head before stopping to look at me. “He was here. I saw him.”

“Who?” he asks, furrowing his eyebrows.

“Fredrico,” I sniff.

“Let’s give him a show then, hmm?” Adrian says, gently kissing me. “You are safe, Alania.”

“A show?” I sniff. We stop and look into the woods when we hear a twig snap.

“How are your acting skills, Little Dove?” he asks with a grin.

“Damn good,” I say with a tearful smile.

Adrian pulls back and nearly rips my clothes off before tying my arms behind my back. My forearms are tied together, so my arms are folded. He puts me on my belly but brings me up to my knees so my face is pressed into the dirt.

“Stop,” I scream as I try to pull away.

“Stop moving, whore,” Adrian growls before slamming into my pussy.

“Stop! Please stop!” I scream as he slams into me over and over again. “Please. I don’t want this!”

“I fucking own you,” Adrian growls. “This is my cunt. Scream you fucking whore, fucking scream for me.”

Fuck, fake predator Adrian is a goddamn monster. I love it more than I should. “It hurts! God, please stoooop. Please.”

“Take my cock, bitch. No one can fucking hear you,” he yells, his voice deep and threatening.

Goddamnit, that’s fucking hot…

“No, no, no. Please no. It hurts. Please don’t,” I fake cry, letting my voice break.

“Cry, bitch,” he grunts. My body tightens as I start to come, so he uses it to further the scene. “Are you coming? You filthy fucking whore. You like this.”

“No!” I yell. “Please. Stop. I don’t want to.”

“Fine,” he grunts, pulling out of me and spreading my ass. I hear the bottle before I feel him dump the lube on me. “Then you’ll take me in your ass.”

“No!” I scream. “No, please don’t. Please. Master, please! Stop. Please don’t hurt—”

I am cut off when he starts pushing into my ass as real pain floods my belly.

“That’s it, slut. Shut the fuck up and take my cock,” Adrian snarls as he forces deeper.

I feel so fucking full, and it’s overwhelming.

Adrian slowly rocks his body, not doing too much too quickly.

As much as it hurts, it feels like fucking heaven too.

My body naturally is pushing back on him, and he moves faster and pushes deeper.

All while I am pretending to be in distress.

“Please stop. Stop. No please. It hurts, Master. Please don’t take my ass.”

“It’s already mine,” he growls. “Be still so I can fuck this tight little ass.”

“No. Please,” I whimper. It is a real whimper because I am on the verge of coming again, but trying to hold it back makes me nearly fucking cry.

“Mine,” he growls. “All fucking mine. Come, whore. Come on my cock like the filthy fucking bitch you are.”

This beautiful man has his motherfucking masters degree in fucking. Nothing he says or does is short of amazing, and I am desperate for him to fucking break me. I groan deeply and push back, and he chuckles darkly.

“That’s it. Come, Alania,” Adrian laughs as he pulls the ties on my wrists and shoves me down flat. Painful memories bubble up, and he whispers in my ear. “You are doing so fucking good, baby. I’m so proud.”

Fuck, how can I be traumatized now when the memories are actively being replaced with Adrian?

He presses his weight down on me and covers my mouth.

He starts slamming into me, pushing me into the dirt.

I whimper with each thrust and dig my fingers into the ground as he goes harder and harder.

My belly aches, and I feel like I’m on fire now.

My body is burning with an orgasm that’s stuck in my body.

My whimpers turn into cries, but eventually the pleasure is so great that I am screaming into his hand.

When he pinches my nose closed, my eyes roll back, and my chest burns. I’m no longer fighting, and I have full faith that he will keep me safe. With my lungs begging for oxygen, my entire body goes rigid, and an earth-shattering orgasm destroys my soul and fuses it with Adrian’s.

“That’s it, Little Dove,” Adrian groans in my ear. “Fuck, you feel so good helpless…”

He lets me breathe for just long enough that I don’t pass out, but I am still completely limp.

My body is weak, but he continues to desperately fuck my limp body.

He is ramming into me so hard, and then he wraps his arms around me, so he can thrust faster.

A sudden and blinding orgasm explodes, making my body tighten around his cock.

He has his face buried in my neck, and hearing him melt as he desperately fucks his come deeper solidifies just how much I fucking love him.

“Oh fuck, baby. Yes,” he whimpers softly as his body slaps against mine. “God, I love you. I fucking love you. You feel so good. So fucking perfect…”

Both of us are trembling by the time he stops. He stays buried in my ass but rests most of his weight on his forearms to either side of me. I move up to my arms also, dropping my face into my hands. He gently peppers my neck and shoulder with kisses, soothing me.

“You did so well, Alania,” Adrian says softly after a stretch of silence.

“Thank you. So did you,” I say. “You are really fucking good at that.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhmm,” I say. “You took something potentially triggering and showed me that I can have that but not be in pain. Pretending to not want it but knowing you’d stop is… freeing.”

“Good,” he says, kissing me once more before pulling out of me and standing. I groan at the empty feeling as he helps me stand.

“I saw him,” I say as Adrian helps me get dressed.

“Yeah. He was watching for a while,” he remarks.

“He did?” I ask.

“Mhmm. He jerked off while he watched. When he came, he left,” Adrian says, pointing to a nearby tree with obvious come on the bark.

“Ew,” I say.

“Yeah. Better the tree than anywhere near you,” he says.

“He will still get a hold of me with the train test and the free use one,” I say.

“It will be more controlled. He will have too many people watching to do anything we won’t stop,” Adrian tells me. “If I didn’t think it would get you killed, I’d take you away from here. You know that, right?”

“I do. I know we need to just deal with it for now.”

“Let’s go shower and get some rest,” he says, kissing me gently.

“Mkay,” I say with a sleepy smile.