Blaze & Ajax (Alpha’s Rejects #3)

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I muttered to myself, lighting up a smoke with trembling fingers.

The only time I’d ever been this filled with regret and self-hatred was when I got caught with someone I shouldn’t have been with. It had changed the course of my life forever, and I’d only regretted it because I lost him that day, too. I should’ve regretted him, but I couldn’t. Strangely, my Dom healed me in a way and made me feel whole, even for a little while.

For the second time in my life, I hated myself for sitting on my knees for Ajax and then sucking his cock. He was the worst. Why did it have to be fucking Ajax who was the one I willingly dropped to my knees for? Surprisingly, he gave in and did it. It didn’t nearly meet my needs, but it would have to do. Never again. I couldn’t go back there. The humiliation and self-loathing were overwhelming.

Fuck, but I had to face him all the time. Now, he’d always see me as someone who needed to be told he was a fucking good boy.