Be Mine Collar Me

Chapter 6

It was about fifteen minutes later that a sleek black car pulled up to the curb where I sat. I looked up in shock as Gage climbed out of the car and walked over to me. He crouched next to me and waited for me to look at him.

"What's your address?" He asked simply. I looked back at the car. Was this his car? How much money did he have? "Come on, it's chilly out here." He held out his hand to me as he stood. I took it, and he opened the door of the car for me. It was still on and the heat was on. The leather seat sunk in just right as I sat down. It felt good after sitting outside for a bit. When he got back in, I told him my address. He frowned at that but started to drive. It was only a ten-minute drive from the store.

"Thank you for this. I didn't think I could walk home." His hand gripped the steering wheel harshly for a moment.

"You walk?"

"Yeah, I can't really afford a car," I answered and looked out the window to avoid his side glances. I couldn't afford a lot of things. A car was far and away out of my budget. It must be nice to have a car though. It must make things a lot easier. Maybe one day. We drove in silence for the rest of the way. As he pulled up in front of my apartment, he turned to me and his eyes went wide.

"Who did this?" He reached out for my neck and I cringed away from his touch. I was hoping it wouldn't show up until later. I knew I must have a mark.

"It doesn't matter. Thanks for the ride." I grabbed the door handle, but the door locked before I could open it. I turned to Gage. "I would like to just go home," I said in a calm voice as I felt his aura starting to leak into the space of the car. He was getting upset. It wasn't unusual for a dom to get angry over their sub being hurt, but we weren't that close. He didn't need to defend me.

"It matters to me." I saw his teeth clench together for a moment before he relaxed his jaw. "No one should hurt another person. No matter who or what they are." I felt a little touched by his words. He was a dom who clearly had everything he wanted in life and was still a good person. I hoped he found a sub or a normal to make him happy. People like him deserved it.

"I appreciate that. It's still my business. May I go home?" I tried to keep my voice level as I saw him holding back his anger. With a harsh sigh, I heard the door unlock.

"Are you still up for tomorrow?" He asked as I watched worry fill his eyes. I hadn't even thought about that. I shook my head softly. He reached out slowly and pat my head a single time. "That's alright. Rest up." It was nice to be cared for by him. Even if it was just his willingness to give me space when I needed it. I nodded softly.

"I will. Thank you again. I'll text you when I feel better again." I opened the car door and climbed out. He waited for me to get into the building before he drove off. I had never met a dom who went out of his way to be kind to me. They were all caring but usually just around our play. It was nice that he cared even when he got nothing out of it. Was this what being in a relationship of any kind with a dom was like?

Once I got inside, I flopped onto my bed with a hard sigh. What was I going to do? Normally, in a case like this, I could talk to someone. Tell them that he had used his gaze on me after I told him no. The problem was I had no proof, and it was his word against mine. I touched my neck softly. As a sub, such marks were not uncommon. It would prove nothing. Besides that, I would have to out myself to the store in order to do that. I didn't want to ever admit to being a sub. My life was tricky enough as it was. I didn't want the world to know I had these feelings as well.

I just wanted to be able to live my life in peace. I wished I was normal so many times. I rolled onto my side and dug into my nightstand. The store-bought suppressants were cheap but they could help. Most subs get them from their doctor. I could barely afford to go to the doctor when I truly needed it. Let alone for something like that. I found the bottle buried in the back and was once more reminded it was empty. Right. I was supposed to buy more. I threw the empty bottle against the wall softly in annoyance.

My body was tingling, and my instincts were clawing at my insides. I wanted to submit to someone. I doubt even proper suppressants would help me right now. I needed to take my mind off of it tomorrow and hope that it calms down. For now, I felt tired. I let my eyes shut, and I didn't even bother getting changed. I didn't want to move right now. I tried to will myself to sleep. So that morning could come and I could feel better. At some point, it worked.

My dream was filled with the sound of Gage's commands in my ear. The feel of his hands on my body. The warmth of his car and the leather seat beneath me. I heard my own voice begging him to do things to me. I watched as he pinned me with his gaze and his hands. How he touched me in places that no one else ever had. How I enjoyed every second of it. I felt as my mind spaced.