“I love you,” she whispered and stepped into his arms, adoring the way her touch gentled him. Slowly the tension left his body as she stroked him, letting him know with her caress how much she adored him. The energy between them had always been insane, but tonight it was off the charts because of all the volatile emotions built up between them.
“I need to own you,” he whispered and her whole body flushed with heat.
“Please.”
He eased her over to the bed and laid her back among the sheets that smelled like them. She loved that smell, loved the scent of their dreams mixing together in the fabric. It was such a visceral thing and she turned her head into the pillow, inhaling Dimitri’s scent. She still wore his cologne and every time he was near her he would dip his head down to sniff at the back of her neck with a satisfied grunt. It never failed to make him want to fuck her and mark her as his.
Reaching beneath the bed, he pulled out the Velcro restraints and she grinned at him. He knew she loved these, they were soft enough that she didn’t have to worry about rubbing her wrist raw if she wanted to struggle a bit but strong enough to keep her in place. And she could unhook them herself if she felt anxious. Her man really did think of everything when it came to her pleasure. It was like he memorized everything she liked and kept trying to improve on it. He’d definitely spoiled her. There would never be anyone who could make her feel the way he did.
“Master,” she whispered as he finished strapping down her arms.
He smiled down at her and sat back on his haunches between her spread legs. His gaze went from her pussy, to her tits, to her eyes, then her mouth, then back to her eyes. His impressive pectoral muscles flexed and his abdominals put on a hell of a show as he leaned forward. “The most beautiful woman in the world is my woman.”
Damn, he was always saying things like this that made her blush. But, she’d gotten better at accepting the fact that he worshiped her. And she loved every minute of it. “Thank you, Master.”
He moved down so that his forearms bracketed her head and his body pressed against hers, covering almost every inch. His heat radiated into her and she took a deep breath, relaxation flowing through her. He was here, and he would keep her safe because he loved her. Never in her life had she imagined being in love would feel like this, this all-consuming, but now she understood what people meant by forever love. She would love this man until the day she died.
Dimitri took a deep breath and allowed himself to sink further down onto Rya, the softness of her body cradling him as he fought the panic filling him as he thought of how close she’d come to dying. The terrible things he’d imagined happening to her dominated his thoughts and he took a deep breath, trying to dispel the thoughts of pain and suffering. If anything had happened to her…
She jerked at her bonds and wiggled a bit beneath him, the sensation making his balls draw up tight. “Feeling needy?”
She frowned up at him and he couldn’t help but grin back. He loved it when she was begging for discipline, trying to get him to lose his temper and punish her. Silly girl. She had no idea what she was inviting on herself.
“Yes, Master,” she said and licked her lower lip, her pupils hugely dilated. He gave her nipple a hard pinch and they darkened further.
So responsive.
So his.
Leaning back, he quickly shed his pants and underwear, then knelt between her thighs and began to jerk himself off. He needed to take the edge off or he’d give in and fuck her. The sight of her bound before him like this, with that fucking bruise shadowing the side of her face, made him savage. It was either cum or run the risk of accidentally hurting her.
She licked her lips and watched him. “Can I help you with that, Master?”
“No.”
That made her pout and he wanted to put his cock in her smart little mouth. She was so good at sucking dick that he almost forgave her for being such a brat, almost. An idea came to him and he must have smiled because Rya was giving him a very worried look. “Master?”
“This is what will happen. I will come on you. Wherever my seed lands, I will paint your body with the aphrodisiac oil that Alex used on you at the lodge.”
A hint of guilt moved across her expression and he bit his lip to keep from laughing. She was an exhibitionist, she’d enjoyed being with Alex with Dimitri’s permission, and he did not understand why she felt guilty for enjoying it. He’d certainly enjoyed watching it, up to the point where Alex looked like he was going to fuck her.
Then he’d had to step in.
The thought of anyone but him fucking Rya made him suddenly furious. He bit her neck, sucking it hard as he marked her there, wanting to leave a bruise that everyone could see saying she was his. He grasped her breast and began to torment her nipple with sharp nips while rubbing himself against her stomach as he jacked off. It took only a few moments before he climaxed and marked her left breast and her pussy along with a bit of her stomach with his seed. She whimpered as he rubbed his cock through her folds, saturating her with his fluids.