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Damian continued the alternating rhythm, leaving Kaelis’s cheeks a flushed pink. Each sharp smack was followed by gentle caresses, his strong hands kneading the tender skin. “Fuck, I love seeing my marks on this beautiful ass,” he groaned, delivering another firm slap.

Damian carefully laid Kaelis down on the bed, her flushed and tender bottom facing up. He crawled over her, his body covering hers completely. He looked into her eyes, his own filled with so much emotion - love, desire, possession. “I’m going to lovethis pussy so good. But first…” he whispered, gently tracing her lips with his thumb. He kissed her deeply, pouring all his feelings into the kiss. Then, positioning himself between her legs, he slowly entered her. He maintained eye contact, moving deliberately - not fast and hard, but slow and deep.

“Fuck,” he groaned lowly, buried deep inside her. “Your pussy’s so goddamn perfect, it’s like it was made for my cock.” He thrust slowly but deeply, hitting the sweet spot that made her gasp. “Take this dick like a good girl.” Damian’s hands roamed up to Kaelis’s bound wrists, pinning them above her head. His other hand squeezed and kneaded her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers. “Look at these fucking tits bouncing with every thrust,” he growled, his pace picking up slightly. “You love this, don’t you?” he grunted, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. “My cock deep inside you, my hands all over your sexy body.” He leaned down to capture one nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting gently while continuing to thrust into her.

Damian wrapped his fingers around her waist to lift her hips higher, allowing him to go even deeper. His other hand snaked down between her breasts, his fingers splaying out to play with her other peak - her stomach. He slowly worked his way lower, his fingers inching down toward her heated core.

“Shit, I’m gonna fuck these tits.” He pulled out briefly, coating himself liberally with lube. “Watch how good my cock looks sliding through your tits,” he growled, sliding his shaft between them. He squeezed them tightly around his length, fucking them slow and steady.

Damian’s face contorted with pleasure as he looked down at Kaelis, his glistening length sliding between her breasts. He leaned down, his face hovering above hers, his manhood poking her chin and lips with every upward thrust. “Open your mouth.” Kaelis parted her lips, and Damian took the opportunity to slide his cock into her mouth. He groaned deeply, his body tensing as he felt his orgasm building. “I’m gonna cum all over your pretty face,” he grunted.

With a final, powerful thrust, Damian came undone. He pulled back, his length pulsing as thick ropes of hot cum painted Kaelis’s face, coating her cheeks, forehead, and lips.

“Look at you… you’re a mess,” he panted, admiring his handiwork. He gently wiped his cum from her face with his thumb, running it across her lips. “Open,” he commanded softly, then slipped his thumb into her mouth. “Clean it off.”

Damian watched hungrily as Kaelis obediently licked his thumb clean. He then used his fingers to wipe the remaining sticky fluid from her face, his touch gentle yet dominant.

When the intensity of the scene finally began to ebb, Damian moved to release her wrists, his hands gentle as he unwound the silk. He massaged her arms softly, his touch grounding her as she came down from the high.

“How do you feel?” he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.

“Loved,” Kaelis whispered, her chest tightening with emotion. “Completely loved.”

Damian smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to her temple. “Good,” he said softly. “Because you are.”

He helped her sit up, wrapping a plush robe around her shoulders before pulling her into his lap. They sat together in comfortable silence, the warmth of his embrace anchoring her as her breathing slowed. “Thank you,” she murmured after a while, her voice filled with gratitude.

His fingers brushed through her hair, his touch steady and soothing. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.” His words settled over her like a warm blanket.

As the candles burned low and the music faded into the background, Kaelis rested her head against Damian’s chest, her body relaxing completely in his arms. And as they sat together, wrapped in the warmth of their connection, Kaelis knew she had found something truly extraordinary in him. Damian’s arms remained wrapped around Kaelis as they sat in the soft glow of the candlelight, the room still heavy with the lingering intensity of their scene. His fingers traced slow, soothing patterns along her back, grounding her in the quiet afterglow. Kaelis felt safe and cherished as if she had been wrapped in something far stronger than silk—something unbreakable.

“You’re quiet,” Damian murmured, his lips brushing against her temple. “What’s on your mind?”

She tilted her head slightly, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes. “I don’t think I have the words for it yet,” she admitted. “It’s just… everything. The way you planned this, the way you made me feel.”

Her voice was thick with emotion, her chest tightening as she tried to put her feelings into words. “I’ve never felt so completely yours.”

Damian’s expression softened, his dark eyes warm as he reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “That’s because you are,” he said simply. “Not just in these moments, not just in the scenes, but in everything. You belong with me, Kaelis.”

A lump formed in Kaelis’s throat, and she swallowed hard, blinking back the emotion welling in her eyes. “I never thought I’d find this,” she whispered. “Something that wasn’t just about the play, but about… us. About something deeper.”

Damian cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing gently over her skin. “I’ve spent my life in control,” he murmured. “But with you, I don’t just want control—I want connection. I want all of you.”

His words sent a shiver down her spine, her heart pounding at the raw honesty in his voice. “You already have me,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “In every way.”

Damian exhaled slowly as if letting go of some invisible restraint, his forehead resting against hers. “Say it again,” he murmured.

Kaelis smiled, her fingers tracing along the edge of his jaw. “I’m yours, Damian,” she whispered. “Every part of me.”

His grip on her tightened slightly, his breathing growing uneven. “You have no idea what that does to me,” he admitted his voice rough, filled with something deeper than lust—something closer to reverence. “I never wanted to need someone this much. But you… you’re everything.” The admission stole the air from her lungs, her chest aching at the vulnerability he had just given her.

Kaelis pressed her lips to his, the kiss slow and deep, filled with the promises they had yet to say aloud. Damian responded instantly, his arms tightening around her as if he could pull her deeper into him. There was no urgency, no dominance—just them, wrapped in something neither had expected but both had surrendered to completely.

Chapter twenty-eight

Happily Ever After

KaelisMonroestoodbeforethe floor-length mirror in Damian Blackthorn’s penthouse, admiring the way the soft lighting cast a warm glow over her bare skin. The sleek leather collar he had given her rested against her neck, the engraved plate catching the light. His. The word sent a familiar thrill through her, not just because of what it meant in their dynamic but because of what it meant beyond that. This wasn’t just about submission anymore. This was about love, trust, and something deeper than she had ever known.

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