Page 28 of In Bellamira's Chains
“As sultry as always, Elera.” She blushed and did a spin, the slightly flared skirt twirling around her and giving us a peek of her bare ass.
Hazelle’s jaw had dropped open, and I saw the heat in her eyes which matched my own.
“I know exactly what you have in mind, my pet, but let’s get these outfits to a safe place before they’re ruined and we have to start all over again for tomorrow.” My pets laughed as they stripped down and set their folded outfits far away from us.
I pulled them in, and before I knew it, we were sweaty heaving messes on the media room floor with dinner waiting for us upstairs and growing colder by the minute. Not that I minded, and if the pleased looks on their faces told me anything, my pets didn’t either.
Chapter sixteen
Hazelle
Everyone would be here soon, and my entire body was filled with anxiety. Despite what they said, this was important, them liking me was important. They all loved Elera, and although I completely understood, I wasn’t like her. She was so calm in these situations, fully aware that her situation was stable and always had been.
I knew no matter what they thought, I’d still have a loving home, but that didn’t make the anxiety go away. Them not liking me would make things harder, and the nerves would ramp up every time they were mentioned.
I paced back and forth in Mistress Belle’s room as she got dressed. Elera and I were ready in the outfits we picked the night before, and I was excited to see what Mistress Belle had picked out for herself. She decided the theme for the evening was dark and luxurious, and of course, we all had to match. I was thankful my outfit was comfortable and didn’t make my skin crawl any more than it already was.
“Hazelle, it’s going to be okay. They’re going to love you.” Elera pulled me close, ending my pacing.
“What if they don’t? It’ll look bad for Mistress Belle. I can’t be—” Elera covered my mouth with hers, ending my speech.
“It will look bad on them because you fit perfectly. If they can’t see that, they are to blame. Not you. My Mistress would never hold that against you.” Elera leaned over, forcing me to keep eye contact when I turned my head away.
“Do you think so little of me, my pet?” Mistress Belle asked, and I whipped my head around to meet her gaze.
“No, never, Mistress Belle! It’s not—” Once again my words were cut off, but this time, it was due to the sight of my Alpha. Where I was in a deep red and Elera was in a dark blue, Mistress Belle chose purple for the evening.
The dress’ top was a gorgeous velvety plum corset with a sheer asymmetrical underlay that careened over one shoulder while the other side slid down her upper arm. It looked like the sheer portion was one piece that flowed under the corset and spilled out into a tulle skirt, revealing the dark velvet in the form of a cheeky bodysuit underneath. It was a lovely optical illusion, and I wondered how many pieces she truly had on.
My jaw hung open, and I remained frozen to the spot as she sauntered over to us, her tall black stilettos clicking against the floor.
“Speechless, I see.” Her manicured finger pressed my mouth closed before her red lips met mine. “It’s nice having a reminder of how much I affect you, my pet.”
I knew my pheromones were filling the room, and embarrassment filled me. We had company arriving any minute, and I had to get them under control.
Instead of chastising me like my old Alpha would, Mistress Belle leaned forward and inhaled them from my neck, holding me close to her body.
“They won’t have a single thing to fuss about if they smell you all hot and bothered from one little kiss, my pet. You havenothing to worry about.” I knew she meant it, but not everyone felt the same. I was broken in their eyes for more than one reason. It did help knowing she was infertile too. They’d never mention it to her without fear of her wrath, and I would never have to hear it without swift retribution.
My pheromones were another story… As I was constantly told, “with pheromones as strong as yours, how can you have such a useless Omega body?” I didn’t have an answer, and if Mistress Belle had been there, that question would have had a different answer. One where a stilettoed goddess backhanded an undeserving Alpha.
That image made me smile and forget about my anxiety for a moment.
Everything would be fine because I was hers, and she protected her pets with every ounce of her being. The world saw us as the devoted ones, lounging at her feet at parties and doing everything she commanded, but she was just as devoted, it just looked different from that end.
“I know, Mistress Belle. Well, the logical side of me knows… I’d never doubt you. Not intentionally.” I looked down, mesmerized by her flowing skirt that hit high on her thighs. I toyed with the hem, watching the fabric shimmer as the light hit it.
“Of course you wouldn’t. Now, final looks. Give me a twirl. I want my pets to shine tonight.” Elera and I giggled as we stepped away and spun.
She was so graceful, but I made a poor choice and spun too hard, forgetting the stockings I wore made the bare floors treacherous. I slipped and fell into Elera who caught me easily, but I almost took us both down. Thankfully, the gasps we all let out turned to laughter again as I stood up straight, my cheeks burning red.
“Perhaps those weren’t the best choice given the flooring we have in the house. Let’s get you some shoes so we don’t have an ER visit tonight.” Mistress Belle smiled down at me, and I tried smiling back, but it came across as more of a grimace. I didn’t want to fall and embarrass them, so I agreed, but I wasn’t used to anything more than slippers.
On our way to my room, the bell rang, and I turned to look down the hall, my eyes wide and heart racing. “Should we—”
“No, Simon will let them in. We can make a grand entrance as soon as you have safer footwear. I don’t want to worry about you hurting yourself all evening.” I nodded and followed along.
She picked out a pair of deep red velvet slippers that were near black in dim lighting. I slipped them on and breathed a sigh of relief, knowing I wasn’t going to slip down the stairs and cause a big mess for everyone.