Chapter 61: The dressing room
Maddie
I don't know if it was part of the mate bond, but even when things seemed to be going very badly, they managed to calm me down.
Kurt had been fantastic with my mother and the townspeople, and then he had defended me against Mark's terrible accusations. I felt overwhelmed, sad, and ashamed.
But how could I deny what I was feeling? When I arrived at our house, I saw that there was a lot of damage. I couldn't stand it anymore.
Now I was in one of the biggest cities, and I was excited. Dominic had told me that it was going to be a kind of date that we were going to have, and it made me happy - I can't explain how much!
He asked my advice as he tried on clothes, and I watched him with delight...everything looked so good on him. And when it was my turn, everything changed.
From the moment the saleswoman approached me, I had a bad feeling. It wasn't just her; as we walked through the city, men and women kept staring at my mate, looking him up and down. The women ogled him, taking in his tattoos, his green eyes, his muscles, and his height.
I couldn't blame them; Dominic looked like a runway model. They didn't know that he wasn't just an ordinary human. And I, well, I was me... a girl who seemed less graceful than ever, especially at that moment.
I had dark circles and puffy eyes from crying, was wearing only jeans and a t-shirt, and looked anything but the companion of this magnificent man. And the saleswoman made me feel it with her looks from the moment I walked in. She and the other women seemed surprised when my mate seemed pleased to see me in all my outfits.
"Girl, it's obvious this doesn't fit you," she said as I tried on a bodysuit that was too tight.
"Maybe in a larger size and..."
"No, girl. Some fashions just don't fit all bodies, and yours needs to be more careful about what you wear and what you don't, no matter what your brother out there says,"
"He's not my brother... he's my boyfriend," I say annoyed and she snorts. I don't know what happened outside, but soon Dominic is in the dressing room.
"Damn, you look fucking hot."
"It doesn't fit well and..." I say, feeling his hands on my arms, then my waist, all over the fabric, down to my exposed legs.
"You look fantastic...you're driving me crazy," he murmurs.
"Really?"
"I enjoy seeing you in everything, you have no idea how much," he replies with a smile, then kisses my shoulder. "Show me what else you have..."
"There are some pieces that I don't think will fit or are too... I don't know, I wouldn't know where to wear them."
"Don't put them aside, please. You have three alphas who would love to see you in whatever you want. You don't have to show them off; I don't know if I want anyone to see you like that," he says, biting his lip, and I feel a shiver run through my body.
I agree and start trying on the clothes, which I don't even know why I chose them, they just looked nice.
Then I noticed other clothes he had picked out. When I put on the first one, a tight red dress with a side slit that showed my leg, his eyes immediately darkened.
"This is gorgeous. I especially love this part here," he whispers, stroking my thigh and gently brushing my panties. "Definitely, this has to come with us."
And so I began to show him one outfit after another, and each time his reaction was better. Dominic made me feel like a goddess until the last one - a ridiculously short skirt and a top with a zipper that didn't even close properly. I was thinking about not showing it to him when he suddenly entered the dressing room and closed the door.
"You really look like you were made to drive me crazy," he whispers, running his hands over the little top and ending up on my butt.
"Dominic...this is too short and daring."
"I know, and I love it," he says, playing with the front zipper of the top.
Suddenly he slides his hands inside the top, lifting my breasts to make them stand out more from the neckline, holding them with the tight zipper. Now it looked like my breasts were going to pop out of the neckline and he growled.
"You're so voluptuous..." he said, running his fingertips over my breasts through the fabric, watching my nipples harden.
"Dominic, there are people outside..."
"They can go to hell for all I care. Now let's see the skirt... it definitely has potential," he said, playing with the ruffle on the side. It was really short, but he pulled the ends of the ruffles and the skirt got even shorter. My legs were exposed, and now he turned me around.
"Nice...just don't bend over too much, my mate, or you'll be showing a lot more than you should," he says with a mischievous smile, motioning for me to look in the mirror, almost exposing my butt.
He made me bend over and all of my ass was exposed, Dominic ran his hands over my bottom, adjusting my panties to show more of my buttocks, then caressed my skin, and his fingers slipped between my legs.
"Dominic..." I gasped, and he turned me over. Now my panties and part of my center were visible, I heard him pant.
"Your skin is so soft here, I think I'm starting to like Kurt's choice of underwear that barely covers your pussy," he whispered.
In seconds, I was against the wall, and he was kissing me, squeezing my breasts that were already popping out, and his hand cupped my center, making me stifle a moan.
"Always so ready, so wet," he murmured, and soon my panties were torn on the floor and the skirt looked more like a belt.
"Dominic... wait," I said nervously, but he lifted one of my legs and placed it on his shoulder as I struggled to keep my balance. I moaned as his tongue traced my slit.
"They'll hear us... they'll find us," I said nervously, and he smiled.
"Then I'd recommend you cover your mouth, mate... or do you want me to do it?" he asked, returning to his ministrations. I bit my lips and my body shook as his tongue touched my entire center, his fingers spreading my folds to take in more of me.
This man was especially skilled; he knew where to kiss, lick, press, and I even felt the gentle brush of his lips and had to stifle a scream. I grabbed his hair and stroked his face. The look he gave me as he ate me drove me crazy, he seemed to enjoy it, and my orgasm was incredible.
"You're wonderful," I sighed, and he smiled and gently cleaned me with a cloth handkerchief. Suddenly he got up from the floor and went to the dressing room door, it was obvious someone was approaching.
"Sir... oh, I thought I heard something."
"Yes, miss... I called you. My fiancée needs underwear, and we'll take all this, whatever she wants… and the short skirt with the top" he replied, with a tower of clothes, and I could feel the woman's nervousness. He left with a wink, leaving me trembling.
Good god.
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