She turned her wrist slightly, admiring the way the candlelight reflected off the engraving. His. The word meant everything now. Not just submission, not just devotion, but partnership. A bond deeper than either of them had ever expected.
Damian kissed the top of her head, his lips lingering as he whispered, “Sleep, little one.” Kaelis closed her eyes, her body finally relaxing completely in his embrace. She had never felt safer, never felt more cherished. And as the last flickers of candlelight danced along the walls, she let herself drift, knowing that when she woke, he would still be there. Because this wasn’t just a promise.
This was forever. Damian held Kaelis close as her breathing evened out, her body soft and pliant in his arms. He traced slow circles along her back, his touch gentle in the aftermathof everything they had shared. The weight of the night settled over them, thick with meaning. This was more than play, more than just a scene—it was something neither of them could escape now. And he didn’t want to.
Kaelis stirred slightly, a sleepy sigh escaping her lips as she nestled closer. Damian smiled against her hair, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. The bracelet he had given her gleamed softly in the dim light, a symbol of everything he had wanted to say but hadn’t yet found the words for. It wasn’t just about claiming her. It was about the promise he had made to himself—to care for her, to cherish her, to keep her safe in every way that mattered.
She shifted again, her fingers brushing against his chest as she let out a sleepy murmur. Damian caught her hand, bringing it to his lips as he kissed her knuckles. “Still awake, little one?” he murmured, his voice thick with exhaustion and contentment.
Kaelis hummed softly, her eyelids fluttering open just enough to meet his gaze. “Barely,” she admitted, her voice hushed. “But I don’t want this night to end.”
His grip on her hand tightened slightly as if he could tether her to him at the moment. “It doesn’t have to,” he said simply.
The words sent warmth through her chest, swelling her heart at the certainty in his voice. She ran her fingers along the edge of the bracelet, the weight of it grounding her. “I know,” she whispered.
He shifted them slightly so that she was fully tucked against him, his body wrapped around hers. “Sleep, little one,” he whispered. “I’ll be here when you wake.”
Kaelis let out a contented sigh, her body finally relaxing completely. She had no doubts, no fears—only the certainty that when the morning came, he would still be there. Because this wasn’t just a promise. This was them. And there was no turning back now.
Chapter twenty-three
Love and Lust Collide
Theweekendhadonlyjust begun, but the weight of what they were exploring settled over her like a warm embrace. Damian guided her to the bed, his touch reverent as he laid her down, his eyes dark with something more than just lust—something deeper, more consuming. “This weekend is about us,” he said softly, brushing his lips over her knuckles. “About what we mean to each other beyond the scenes, beyond the rules.” His words sent a shiver through her, her body already responding to the intimacy of the moment.
He began slowly, his hands tracing along her body with a patience that made her ache. Every touch felt deliberate, every movement a silent vow. Kaelis surrendered beneath him, letting him unravel her piece by piece, her heart pounding as their connection deepened with every kiss, every whispered word of praise. Damian was worshiping her—not just as his submissive, but as his equal, his partner.
By the time morning arrived, Kaelis woke to the feel of Damian’s fingers stroking lazily along her spine. The weight of the collar still rested against her throat, a constant reminder of the devotion they had shared the night before. She stretched, sighing contentedly as Damian’s lips brushed against her shoulder. “Good morning, little one,” he murmured, his voice husky with sleep.
“Morning,” she whispered, tilting her head to look at him.
He reached for her hand, bringing it to his lips. “How do you feel?” he asked, his gaze searching hers.
Kaelis bit her lip, considering her answer before giving him the only truth that mattered. “Like I’m exactly where I’m meant to be.”
Damian’s expression softened, his thumb brushing against her knuckles. “That’s all I could ever want.”
Damian pulled Kaelis on top of him, making her straddle his hips. He captured her lips in a slow, deep kiss. She whimpered, feeling his morning erection pressed against her belly. He guided her hips, making her grind against him. “Morning sex.”
Damian reached down, stroking his hard cock and rubbing the tip teasingly against Kaelis’s slick entrance. “Ride me,” he ordered huskily, his hands grasping her hips. Kaelis sank down onto him with a moan, taking his full length deep inside her still-sensitive pussy.
Kaelis started to move, lifting herself nearly all the way off Damian’s cock before sliding back down, setting a steady rhythm. Her breasts bounced with each downward thrust, enticing Damian to reach up and grope them roughly. He rolled her nipples between his fingers as she rode him, encouraging her pace.
“Fuck yeah, bounce on my dick, you slutty little whore,” Damian groaned, slapping Kaelis’s ass hard as she rode him vigorously. Her pussy squelched obscenely each time she impaled herself, dripping juices down his shaft and balls.
“Yes, my daddy’s big, thick, perfect dick!” Kaelis purred, throwing her head back and arching her spine to push her chest out more. “It’s the only one I’ll ever take, the only one that makes me feel whole!”
“God, I love when you talk dirty like that,” Damian growled, cupping her ass cheeks and spreading them. “Only you take my seed, baby. Only your pussy milks my cock.” He captured one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking hard. “You love this dick?”
Kaelis moaned deeply, grinding her hips harder against Damian. “Fuck yes, I love this dick! It’s the only thing that can make me feel so full and dirty at the same time. Your cock is my addiction, my obsession.” She leaned down to whisper in his ear.
Damian wrapped his arms around Kaelis’s waist, lifting her up slightly so only the tip of his cock remained inside her. Then he pounded into her mercilessly from below, making her tits bounce wildly and her body jerk with each thrust. “You like that, baby?”
“Yes! God, yes!” Kaelis screamed, her nails digging into Damian’s chest. “Use me like a little fuck doll! Give it to me hard, baby! Spank my ass!” She pushed back against him to meet each brutal thrust, making her ass jiggle.
The sound of skin on skin filled the room as Damian’s large hand connected with Kaelis’s bouncing ass, leaving a red handprint. “You’re such a good girl, taking this dick so well,” he praised, spanking her again and again as he continued to pound into her.
“I’m gonna cum, baby! Cum with me!” Damian roared, his hips slamming against Kaelis’s ass. Kaelis threw her head back and screamed in ecstasy as they came together, her pussy convulsing around Damian’s cock, milking him for every last drop.