"So, what was all that about, the only time you will do this?" My voice quiet, weak as my breathing is slowly steadying.

"Well, usually when I do things like that, I have a contract, or at least a list of what people are willing to try and not try, rules in place, but kind of hard to sit there and sort that shit out, when you're screaming during sex you need more" I can't help but smile.

"We will sort it though, then I can play without the worry that I am going to use something or do something you don't like" He is weird, so kind, yet so different in the bedroom.

"I like just about everything" Laughing at myself, I loved all that, why would I not like everything else?

"You say that now, but let's leave it for now, we can sort that another day, for now just light bondage" His lips pressing against mine.

"Let's get cleaned and eat" I love his cooking, how can I refuse? Getting out of bed, we get showered, downstairs Jackson cooks, as always, sitting down eating I can't help but smile.

"I think that was definitely the more I needed" laughing, I can't stop the smile.

"Really? I am not too sure, even at the end, your body language was screaming for more, I know what more, but not right now" Jackson's phone lighting up, looking at the screen his whole stance changing.

"Hey Dwayne, is everything okay?" Pausing his eyes flicker towards me, his face looking guilty.

"When do we need to leave?" I don't like the sound of this, what is happening, whatever it is, he will clearly be telling me as he isn't running away to take the call.

"You know that you can always count me in, no matter what, send me all the details" Hanging up the phone his body turning towards me, I have a sense of doom, I don't like the look on his face at all.

"We have one week, then I am flying out on a mission, I can't say no, I'm sorry Alena, it is important" Wow, not expected, we spoke about him and missions and he sounded so set against it, yet he took little convincing. I do know though, I don't want him to leave and I sure as hell am not ready for him to. I have just found him, I feel like I am losing him forever again. He sat down looking at me.

"Look, tonight we are meeting for a drink, join us, you can meet the team and see that I am safe, nothing will happen while I am with them Alena" Nodding, I agree, I could do with a drink, if I have to face the fact he might be leaving I need one.

"Let's get ready" Walking upstairs, I look through the clothes I have here, not much, but still clothes, I have my own drawers and everything because my stuff keeps building up. 

Jackson getting in the shower, the door purposely left open, sitting on the bed watching him get washed, my body wanting him again already, not wanting, needing. 

Stepping out, he grabs the towel, his hand drying his hair, walking towards me, water dripping from his body, my breathing hitched, oh, I want to touch him, his towel draping across his body, covering his cock, I can't resist, moving towards him, his hand dropping the towel. 

Stopping in my tracks, looking up at him biting my lips, I roll my eyes, my hands stroking down his wet body.

"Shower play after" He moved, pouting my lips, I walk towards the shower, stripping I stand in the shower getting cleaned as fast as possible, watching his body dry slowly, finishing up I step out of the shower, Jackson still stood there naked and wet, walking towards him, my hands stroking his chest, his mouth kissing my lips, moaning against them, his arms wrapping around me.

"What do you want Alena?" Looking at him, my mind throws everything at me, I want the chair again, the whip, the clamps everything, and more I do know what but there is something else I want as well.

"I want you to fuck me like you hate me" His head tilts to the side, cocking a brow, his face full of humour and shock.

"I don't have time for anything like that right now kitten" My eyes roll, dropping my head I pout, sulking.

"Fuck time" His body slamming mine against the wall, the wetness of us, spreading his hands lifting me up, my legs wrapping around his body. 

His hand grasping my throat, holding it tight, his hips thrusting quick and hard, screaming as his cock pushes into my pussy fast, his hips moving fast instantly, his hand gripping my neck tighter, his eyes staring into mine. 

I barely recognise him, yet something is making me want to see more of him like this, my screams getting louder as he pushes me straight over the limit, he is giving me no mercy, the orgasm pulsing through my body, his hips pushing harder and deeper, his own pleasure rising, moaning against his body, my pleasure rising again already, his moans getting louder, my screams escaping my mouth. 

His hand choking me harder, my breathing free and all over, moaning I collapse against him the orgasm pushing through my body as his own pleasure rises his orgasm controlling his body and mind, his lips pressing against mine.

"You will be the death of me Alena, I swear!" His eyes looking into mine, he pulls back, his cock sliding out of me.

"I hope not Sir, necrophilia isn't my kind of thing" My eyes rolling, his cock twitching and becoming hard again, why I called him Sir, I don't know, but it had an effect on him that is for sure.

"Mmm, your cock just twitched and hardened, why was that?" I should have said, sir, it is too late now.

"Doesn't matter right now, get your arse dressed we will be late, he moved to pull me away from the wall, his hand slapping down on my ass. Getting dressed, my mind reminds me of where I am going and why, I am going to meet his team, because in a week he will go, in a week, I won't see him for I don't even know how long.

"Ready?" He looks at me, standing at the door ready to leave, I have no choice but to be ready, I am going to meet men who he sees as family, men he trusts with his life, this isn't going to be a walk in the park, my nerves are all over, what if they don't like me?

"Guess so" Walking out we get in the taxi.

"Not driving?" Looking at him, he hardly ever gets taxi's.

"No, I know the lad's so there is a chance your dragging me out and dominating me tonight" He chuckles looking at me, my face full of shock.

"Joke Alena, I don't go that far drinking, relax everything will be fine" Pulling up to a club we climb out, Jackson's arm around me walking inside the music is loud, looking around I can easily see his friends, the table looks intimidating, the men are not small, walking towards them Jackson's smile growing bigger.

"Here he is, Jacko, late as always" Someone stands up looking at him, his eyes glancing at me, I thought Jackson was big, this guy is bigger, my eyes trailing along his body, taking in his looks, his tattoos are amazing as well.

"Hey lad's, sorry, got a little delayed, and I am never usually late, this is Alena" The guy in front of me smiles.

"Hi Alena, I am Marcus" He looks up smiling at Jackson.

"I see you found a new sub" My eyes flickering to Jacksons his head shaking.

"Not a sub, not this one, although she might be in time" I have no idea what they are talking about, but something about Marcus makes me smile. Sitting down Jackson introduces me to the other guys.

"So, Alena, can you keep this one in check, he likes wild ones" Marcus jokes Jackson glares at him, clearly thinking I will be offended.

"I can try, but then again, he is a bit rogue and well to be honest, I would rather he kept me in check" Jackson's eyes widening at my reply Marcus laughing.

"Fuck, Jackson you better watch your back with this one, she bites" Laughing at his response I shake my head.

"No Jackson does the biting, I take the bites" Marcus laughs, Jacksons hand covering his face, his hands moving lifting me, swapping our seats.

"You sit next to Troy" He looked at me smiling.

"You, talk to someone else before you turn her to be a brat like you do with a lot of subs and women you meet" Jackson's voice full of humour, yet he moved me why? Has the way we joked really offended him? Marcus moved, his head looking around Jackson's back, his hand tapping me, looking around I smile.

"Brats are the best Alena, don't let him tame you, be a brat" Jackson grabbing Marcus pulling him forward.

"Fuck sake, Marcus behave, seriously, she isn't even a Sub and you're on about being a brat" He is laughing, everyone else looking at Jackson and laughing.

"Sorry, just a bit of banter, or is it?" Marcus winksat me from across the table, Jackson shakes his head. Sitting I got to know the guys, they werenice, and I can see how close they all are as well, walking to the toilet I tryto get a bit of space, too many men, all joking and laughing, and I amstruggling to keep my mind clear.