Chapter 123

Meadow’s POV

Was there something wrong with me?

I had never labeled myself as an overly submissive woman. I mean, I talked back to Alaric a lot of times during sex, even though I got punished for it. But seeing that woman crawl up to Landon in such an obedient manner, watching the way she drank from his glass and the way she flushed in pleasure when he stroked her hair with his hand…

I couldn’t deny that it did something to me. Hell, I wanted to be her. I wanted Alaric to treat me like that—like he… like he owned me.

And I knew enough about intimacy to know that that level of dominance and submissiveness between us would take a whole lot of trust. And I trusted him, wholeheartedly. So did he.

But why did it also terrify me? Why did the thought of completely surrendering myself to this man appeal to me and scare me at the same time?

And why on earth did I want so much to be tied up so beautifully like the woman I was watching throu