She reached out, touching his shoulder in sympathy. “Does that mean you left on bad terms?”
“Chikako saw me off at the airport and assured me she was okay…but I know better.”
Brie gazed deep into his eyes. There was so much left unsaid, things that could never be spoken between them.
“As to your last question, I will be staying. I’m unsure where I will settle down after the surgery, but Japan is not in my future.”
“I’m glad, Tono.”
He stared at her, those gentle eyes expressing a torrent of emotion. Finally, he spoke. “So now we must go and see if the Boy will accept my offer.”
“Wait! Todd doesn’t know you’re the donor?”
“Sir Davis and I agreed it was best, considering the past history I shared with the Boy. The simple fact is that Wallace has no more options. We’ve placed him against the wall, knowing he will resist.” Tono smiled at her tenderly. “Which is where you come in.”
“I don’t have that kind of power over Todd. Not anymore.”
“You have more than you think. Used in the right way, it may prove lifesaving.”
“But if I fail…”
“There’s no fear of that. You and I will convince the Boy that his life is more important than his willful self-pity.”
Brie started up the car again, but said one more thing before she started off. “I’m worried for you, Tono. This isn’t an easy operation and there are risks.” She turned to face him. “Even if it goes well, you won’t be able to perform your art for months after recovery. And worse, what if years down the road your remaining kidney fails?”
“I understand what lies ahead for me, and I accept the risks.”
Tears came to Brie’s eyes, but she held them at bay. “Your mother is blind, Tono. You are an exceptional human being.” She backed up and threw the car into drive, speeding towards the hospital—and what would become Tono’s destiny.
Claim Me:
Brie’s Submission #9
By
Red Phoenix
Claim Me: Brie’s Submission #9
Copyright © 2016 by Red Phoenix
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All rights reserved. Except as permitted under the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the author.
[email protected] Edited by Amy Parker, Proofed by Becki Wyer and Marilyn Cooper
Cover Photo by Morozova Tatiana
Cover by CopperLynn
Phoenix symbol by Nicole Delfs
*Previously published as part of Brie Masters Love in Submission
Adult Reading Material (18+)
Dedication
To MrRed:
My love and devotion to the man who not only changed my life,
but also believed in me.
Huge hugs to my fans! To have people relate to my characters as real people and to celebrate their big moments with me? Well, I don’t think there is anything more satisfying or wonderful for an author. Thank you, my friends!
Description
Fairy tales come true…
Brie Bennett’s Master is about to make all of her dreams come true. The wedding is almost here but darkness lies ahead—a plot so horrendous it will rock their foundation to the core.
Yet love as fierce and passionate as theirs cannot be denied. Join our favorite submissive as she discovers the romance that awaits when an Italian Dom plans the wedding of the century for his cherished bride.
The Wolf Surrenders
Faelan’s parents met them in the downstairs lobby.
“Mr. and Mrs. Wallace, this is Ren Nosaka,” Brie said, introducing him to the anxious couple.
Mr. Wallace shook Tono’s hand energetically. “I can’t tell you how grateful we are. What you are doing for us is… Words can’t express the depth of our gratitude.”
Before Tono could respond, Mrs. Wallace held out a jar of preserves. “I can’t…” She broke into tears and thrust the jar at him.
Tono took it and gently placed his arm around her shoulder. Brie saw the woman begin to relax, responding to the peace he exuded. “It is my pleasure to help a friend.”
Faelan’s mother looked at him, shocked. “You know my son?”
“I do. He’s a good man.”
“I’m sorry to say he’s never mentioned you to us.”
Tono’s smile was charming when he replied, “I’m not surprised. Although your son is a good man, he is also exceedingly arrogant.”
Faelan’s parents broke out in unexpected laughter and Brie joined in. It felt good to laugh under such stressful circumstances.
“How did Todd seem to you today?” Brie asked his mother, once the laughter died down.
“He wouldn’t speak to us, but he seemed calmer. More at peace than he’s been in a long time.”
Tono nodded. “Good. If you don’t mind, I would like Miss Bennett and I to speak to him alone. If all goes well, we will invite you to join us later.”
“By all means,” Mr. Wallace answered.
Tono went to the nurse’s desk first, and was handed a huge stack of papers to fill out. He spoke to the staff for quite a while before nodding to Brie to join him.
“It looks like Wallace has indicated to the staff that he will decline my offer. Shall we go change his mind?”
“Let’s,” Brie answered, feeling more confident with Tono beside her.
The look on Faelan’s face when Tono walked through the door was priceless. “What the hell are you doing here?”
Brie smiled to herself as she shut the door behind them. Those were the exact words she’d used the day Faelan had surprised her at the Training Center. She took it as a positive sign.
“I am your donor, Mr. Wallace.”
“Like hell you are,” Faelan said, struggling to sit up on his own.
The difference in him from yesterday to today was startling. Anger seemed to be a good motivator for Blue Eyes. Brie walked over to help him, but he glared at her with those ocean blues. “Get away. You should have told me.”
“I just found out myself,” she protested.
Tono sat down and stared at Faelan, waiting patiently for him to calm down.
“Come join me, Brie,” Tono suggested, pulling a chair next to his.
Brie left Faelan’s side and sat down, unable to hide the smile that threatened to escape.
“What are you grinning about?” Faelan snarled.
“I’m just glad to see you’re feeling better today.”
“I’m not feeling better, I’m dying. Are you really that dense?”
Brie giggled.
Faelan punched the controls on the bed so that he slowly moved into a sitting position. “Laugh at me again,” he demanded.
A remark Mary would make came to Brie’s mind, but she kept it to herself, struggling to keep her smile from widening even more.
“You’re unbelievable, Brie,” Faelan growled.
“What’s unbelievable is that you’re planning to turn down the surgery,” Tono stated.
“Yes, I decided last night. I don’t want someone else’s kidney and I refuse to spend my life on dialysis. What I really want is to die.”
“And yet you have a willing donor and the chance to reverse your circumstances. Why would you turn that away?”
“I didn’t ask for your help, old man.”
Tono smiled. “You must be referring to the difference in maturity between us, since I’m only five years your senior.”
“Brie, get him out of here,” Faelan said, glaring at her.
Tono answered evenly, “But I wish to help.”
“I don’t want it!” Faelan insisted, pounding his fist on the bed.
Tono’s demeanor did not change. “Explain why.”
Faelan gave him an icy stare. “I want to
die, damn it! I already told you that.”
“But you don’t have to.”
Faelan roared furiously, “I said I don’t want your help!” When he broke into a fit of coughing afterwards, he scowled at Tono as if it were his fault.
“Why are you refusing a new kidney, which will ensure your health and prosperity?”
Faelan looked at Brie, those big blue eyes beseeching her to agree with him. “It’s not worth the risk to him.” When Tono argued the point, he snarled, “Do I have to spell it out to you? I’m not worth the risk.”
“Tell me why.”
Faelan growled in frustration. “Go and live your life, Nosaka. Have kids, get old and croak at the age of a hundred. That’s what you are meant to do.”
“And you?”
“I was supposed to die years ago. I shouldn’t be here, and fate has finally seen fit to finish the job.”
“Mr. Wallace, you are as stubborn and strong as you were the day I met you. Nothing has changed except your attitude.”
“You have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Brie broke in. “I disagree. That man who came to me at the Training Center and introduced himself as Faelan sits before me now. It’s the same man who earned the respect of the subs in our community despite his lack of experience. The very same man who won my friend’s heart.”
Faelan’s eyes flickered with pain at her mention of Mary.
Brie continued, “You have no idea the number of people you have influenced and who genuinely care about you.”
“It is your duty to go through with this operation,” Tono maintained. “Fate saved you the day of the crash, and has saved you again with a suitable donor. To give up now does not honor the man you’ve become.”
Faelan clapped his hands sarcastically. “Oh, those are very pretty words, Mr. Nosaka.”
Brie stood and walked over to the bed, deciding now was the time to lay all her cards on the table. “You should know that Mary left the commune. She’s been going to therapy and working hard to break the chains of her past.”
Faelan’s eyes softened as he asked, “Mary’s okay, then?”
“Yes and no.”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
Brie’s lips trembled. “She misses you.”
He rolled his eyes. “Well, she’ll get over it.”
“No, she won’t. Mary confessed that she’s in love with you.”
Faelan closed his eyes and laid his head back on the pillow.
“If something happened to you…” Brie’s voice broke and she needed a moment to regain her composure. “I don’t know if she could survive it. That’s why you can’t give up. You just can’t!”
He didn’t respond to her plea, so Brie sat back down next to Tono. They waited in silence, letting Faelan war with his soul.
Brie lay down that night, surprised that she didn’t feel the need to cry. She had been certain when she’d watched Sir leave that morning that her pillow would be stained with tears that night. Instead, her heart was full of joy because Faelan had agreed to go through with the surgery.
Brie had been given specific instructions by Sir for her nightly ritual while in Denver. It started with journaling to him, but not in her fantasy journal. He had stressed that this time apart would be challenging for them both, and it was vital they stay connected.
“I don’t want to miss the varying emotions you’ll experience while I’m gone. The only way for me to know them is if you share them faithfully each night. I promise to do the same for you.” Sir had handed Brie a new journal and held up his as well. “This is our commitment to each other while we’re separated.”
Brie took the new journal from the nightstand and opened it to the first page. It comforted her to know that Sir was doing the same on the other side of the world.
Dear Sir,
Today was quite a rollercoaster! I’m sure you were grinning on your trip to China, knowing how surprised I would be when I saw Tono. Such a flood of emotions, Sir—happiness at his return, anger that his mother was so unkind to him, fear about the surgery ahead, and sadness that he is still alone. I found out it did not work out with Chikako—I was secretly hoping it would.
We tried to talk in the car on the way to the hospital, but it proved too challenging for me so I had to pull to the side of the road to ensure no ducklings were harmed in the driving of the vehicle.
When Tono shared his plans to remain in the States, I wanted to shout for joy! I don’t think he’s had a moment of peace since his father died. He tries to hide it, but I can tell the toll it’s taken, and my heart hurts for him.
As much as I wasn’t prepared for Tono, you should have seen Todd. Wow! He became irate (which I found amusing). In a matter of seconds he went from being the sick and weak individual we saw to an angry bull.
It took Tono’s wisdom and patience for Todd to finally agree to go through with the surgery. I’m so thrilled right now I can barely contain myself. He was ready to give up, and now he is getting ready for the fight of his life.
But all this makes me think of you, Sir. How you are facing the exact opposite situation with your mother. Know that my heart is with you, my love surrounds you, and my thoughts are yours.
Love, Brie
Brie closed her journal, laying it back on the nightstand. Sir had given her a second task for her nightly ritual. With a nervous smile, she opened the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out the Hitachi.
Sir had handed her the Magic Wand along with a small box of toys. “You must choose a different instrument to challenge yourself with each night. Imagine your Master controls it, and discover the one that brings you the most pleasure. When I return, it will be the first one I use on you.”
His sexy promise made her giddy to try, even though he had picked some demanding instruments. She opened the box and grinned as she examined her choices. She was about to grab the shiny metal clothespins, but her hand drifted over to the Wartenberg Wheel. She knew Sir personally enjoyed the tool, and wanted to see if she could learn to appreciate its spiky caress.
Brie got up and went to her suitcase, pulling out a T-shirt of Sir’s. She’d brought it so she could sleep with Sir’s scent every night, but she’d enjoyed the way Rytsar had employed it in Russia.
She figured it would enhance the experience and draw her even closer to her Master. Brie plugged in the Magic Wand and laid the shirt on the pillow. She then picked up the wicked little wheel and scrutinized it. “Your job is to bring me pleasure.”
Taking a deep breath, she pulled down her panties and turned on the vibrator, placing it against her clit. The delicious vibration sent instant shivers through her. Her body knew this toy well and responded quickly as soon as she imagined Sir was watching over her.
She pulled it away, scolding herself. “Not so fast, woman.”
Brie placed the Hitachi back on her mound, and closed her eyes so she could fantasize as she played with the challenging caress of the wheel.
Sir wanted to take her in the garden…
He escorted her to the center of the huge rose garden and laid out a blanket on the grass. “Take off your clothes, téa.”
It was a beautiful Colorado day with blue skies and warm sunshine. As she undressed, Brie noticed a slight breeze and her nipples hardened in response.
Sir noticed and commented. “Your nipples are anticipating our play, I see.”
“My whole body anticipates your touch,” she confessed.
“Lie down, then, so I can begin.”
She lay on his blanket, opening her legs expectantly as he removed his shirt.
“No, téa, close those lovely legs. I have something else in mind.”
She was surprised by his command, but demurely closed her legs and waited.
Sir pulled out shears from his pocket and started cutting the stems of the most stunning roses in the garden. He seemed very particular about the ones he chose. After gathering a number of them, he stuffed the shears in his back pocket and
meticulously removed the leaves from each stem.
She watched in fascination, wondering what he had planned for her. When he was done, Sir laid the flowers beside her and sucked the blood from his fingers. “Roses are beautiful but treacherous flowers.”
“They are, Master,” she agreed.
“Are you ready to be caressed by such a treacherous blossom?”
She nodded eagerly. “Please.”
He picked up a large pink bloom and put it to her nose. “Take in its scent. Know its full character.”
She breathed in its fragrance deeply, intoxicated by the sweet perfume.
Sir lightly trailed the soft petals over her stomach, causing a delightful tickling sensation. She purred with pleasure, anxious for more.
Brie rolled the wheel across her stomach and goosebumps rose on her skin. She laid her head back, breathing rapidly, pretending that Sir was dragging the large thorns of the rose across her stomach, causing her to squirm and whimper.
“I told you it’s a cruel flower.”
He leaned forward and kissed the area that had received its harsh attention. His warm lips caused her stomach to tremble in pleasure.
Brie felt the very real pulsation between her legs announcing her body’s enjoyment of the fantasy. She pulled the wand away and forced her heart rate to slow back down. She was determined to make her body work for that orgasm, just as Sir would.
She stared at the spikes on the wheel, deciding that she could take more pressure if she prepared herself for it.
Pressing the vibrating Hitachi harder against her clit, she closed her eyes again, imagining Sir kissing her on the lips as the sun beat down on her skin, his tongue running over her teeth before darting in and claiming her.
Brie moaned, the pressure of his lips and the taste of his mouth very real to her.
Sir picked up another rose, a light purple one with tiny thorns. “A wicked thing, this one. So delicate and inviting…” He let her smell it, the fragrance spicy, like cloves.
The silky petals teased her as they skimmed across her breasts, especially when he ran them over her nipples. However, a cold chill followed, knowing that the thorns would soon take their place.