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The weight of his words settled over her, filling her with a warmth she couldn’t quite explain. She shifted slightly, turning to face him more fully, her hand resting lightly on his chest. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt more seen,” she admitted, her voice trembling slightly.

Damian’s hand covered hers, his touch steady. “That’s because I see all of you, Kaelis,” he said softly. “Every strength, every vulnerability, every part of who you are.”

Her heart swelled at his words, and for a moment, she couldn’t speak. Instead, she let herself sink into his embrace, her head resting against his shoulder as his arms wrapped around her. The quiet intimacy of the moment was overwhelming but in the best way possible. She felt safe, cherished, and more connected to Damian than ever before.

After a few moments, Damian’s fingers began to trace slow, soothing patterns along her back. “You’re amazing,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “And tonight, you reminded me why I do this—why I guide, why I teach. Because it’s not just about control or technique. It’s about connection,about moments like this.” His words sent a shiver down her spine, her body reacting to the raw sincerity in his tone.

Kaelis tilted her head up to meet his gaze, her eyes shining with unspoken gratitude. “I never imagined this could feel so… complete,” she said. “Like it’s not just about what we do in these rooms but about what we’re building outside of them too.”

Damian nodded, his fingers brushing a strand of hair from her face. “That’s because it is,” he said simply. “What we have isn’t confined to this space. It’s something bigger, something that doesn’t have to end when we leave.”

Her chest tightened at his words, the truth of them settling deep within her. She smiled, leaning up to press a soft kiss to his lips. “I’m glad,” she whispered. “Because I don’t want this to end either. I don’t want us to end.”

Damian’s hand moved to cradle the back of her head, his gaze holding hers with quiet intensity.

“Then it won’t,” he promised, his voice steady and certain. “This is just the beginning, Kaelis. For both of us.”

As they sat together, the silence of the room became a comforting backdrop to the intimacy they shared. Kaelis felt as though she had crossed another threshold—not just in her journey as Damian’s submissive but in her connection to him as a person. As he held her, his touch a constant reassurance, she knew she was exactly where she was meant to be.

Chapter twenty-seven

The Grand Gesture

KaelisMonroeenteredtheroom Damian had prepared, her breath catching as her eyes took in the breathtaking display. The soft glow of dozens of candles illuminated the space, their warm light dancing over the silken drapes that hung from the walls. The scent of jasmine and sandalwood lingered in the air, grounding her as the quiet strains of a cello played in the background. At the center of the room, a plush bed was adorned with deep crimson sheets, the contrast against the soft ivory silks draped above it, making the scene feel like a dream.

Damian stood near the bed, his dark eyes watching her intently as she stepped inside. He was dressed simply, his usual commanding presence softened by the romantic atmosphere. “You deserve something extraordinary,” he said, his voice low and steady. “Tonight, this is all for you.”

Kaelis’s heart swelled at his words, her pulse quickening as she realized the lengths he had gone to for her. “It’s beautiful,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

He moved toward her, his steps slow and deliberate. When he reached her, his hands brushed her arms lightly, grounding her in the moment. “Tonight isn’t about pushing limits,” Damian murmured, his voice soft. “It’s about giving you what you’ve dreamed of. Complete surrender, wrapped in beauty and trust.”

His words sent a shiver through her, her body already responding to the promise in his tone.

Damian’s fingers traced the edge of her robe before slowly slipping it from her shoulders, the fabric pooling at her feet. His gaze roamed over her body, his approval evident in the way his lips curved into a faint smile. “You’re stunning,” he said softly. “And tonight, I want you to see yourself the way I see you.”

Kaelis swallowed hard, her breath catching as he gestured toward the bed.

He guided her to sit, his touch steady and reassuring. From a nearby table, he picked up a long strand of soft, shimmering silk. “This will bind you,” Damian explained, holding it up for her to see. “Not because I demand it, but because you trust me enough to let it.”

Kaelis nodded, her pulse quickening as she extended her wrists toward him.

Damian carefully wrapped the silk around her wrists, his fingers brushing against her skin as he secured the knots. The bonds were snug but comfortable, and the softness of the material reminded her of his attention to every detail.

“How does that feel?” he asked, his voice low.

“Perfect,” she replied, her voice trembling slightly. Damian smiled, his pride in her evident. “Good.”

He moved behind her, his hands trailing down her arms before resting on her shoulders. “Close your eyes,” he murmured. Kaelis obeyed, her world darkening as she focused on the sensation of his touch. He guided her to lie back against the pillows, the silken sheets cool against her skin. “Breathe,” Damian whispered, his voice grounding her as he began to trail his fingers lightly over her body.

Damian alternated between soft caresses and firmer touches, his movements unhurried as he explored her with reverence. He introduced new sensations—a silk scarf trailing along her collarbone, the warm kiss of candle wax against her thigh, and the gentle pressure of his hands grounding her after each new experience. “You’re doing beautifully,” he murmured, his tone filled with quiet admiration.

As the scene unfolded, Damian’s attention never wavered. He kept her anchored with his voice, his touch, his unwavering presence. “You’re safe,” he reminded her, his lips brushing against her ear. “You’re cherished. And tonight, you’re mine in every way.” His words sent a shiver down her spine, her bodymelting further into the silken cocoon he had created around her.

He leaned over her, his hands framing her face as his lips captured hers in a kiss that was both tender and consuming. Kaelis felt herself surrendering completely, her body and heart opening to him in ways she hadn’t thought possible. Damian pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against hers. “You’re incredible,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “And tonight, I want you to feel that in every way.”

He positioned her on his lap, her bottom high up and exposed. His palm smoothed over one cheek, then the other, his touch possessive. “You have the best ass,” he muttered, his voice lower and rougher. Without warning, his palm came down hard on one cheek, making her jolt.

Kaelis gasped, her body tensing at the sudden impact. Damian rubbed the sting away, his hand soothing her heated flesh. “Shh,” he murmured, “let it out.” He spanked her again, this time on the other cheek, his palm leaving a warm imprint.

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