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Yes, I’d been naïve to believe his lies, but I’d been a bigger fool to give him the power to toss aside the passion and fulfillment of my submission. Eight years denying my desires was long enough. No more.
“He won’t bother you again, little one,” Joshua vowed.
Sanna jutted out her chin. “No, he won’t, ‘cause I’ll cut off his—”
“Stand down, precious. Pull your claws back in. If any Dom needs to be dealt with, we’ll handle it. You stay in your place for Dylan and me. Got it?”
“Yes, Sir.” Sanna pouted.
There was a soft tap on the door. Nick opened it, and Trevor bounded in wearing a huge smile.
“It’s almost time,” he announced. Then he zeroed in on me. “Are you doing okay?”
“I’m good as gold,” I assured him.
“Good. We’ve saved you some seats. Oh, and just so you know, Mika asked Monster…errr I mean, Master Kerr to leave,” Trevor made a funny ‘ooops’ face and laughed. “You hold your head high, girly-girl, and prance that sexy lil’ ass of yours out to the dungeon. It’s partayyyy time.”
“I love you, Trevor,” I laughed.
He blew me a kiss. “It’s mutual, dahhhling. Come on, they’re about ready to start.” With a squeal of excitement, Trevor skipped out the door.
I squared my shoulders and raised my chin as we paraded back inside the dungeon. Of course, Joshua’s arm banded around my waist bolstered my self-assurance, but I’d decided Davis Walker no longer had the power to unhinge me ever again.
Drake, Trevor, and Dylan sat in the front row. Dylan wore no visible signs of a fight—thank goodness—just a smug, confident smile poised on his lips. Once seated, Joshua slipped his arm around my shoulder, and I settled in against him.
Moments later, Mika stepped onto a raised platform at the front of the room and placed a fluffy red pillow on the floor. Facing the crowd, he placed his hands behind his back, spread his legs in an imposing Dom stance, and stared toward the back of the room.
Chapter Seven
Twisting in my chair, I watched Julianna and Leagh enter the back of the dungeon through the velvet curtain. Julianna carried a gold tray that held a wide silver band. Tony joined Mika on the platform, each focused keenly on their women dressed in matching burgundy silk gowns.
The smiles they’d worn at the wedding had been replaced by serious expressions, underscoring the significance of the event. Even the felt weighted in authority, and envy pulsed in my veins.
Julianna and Leagh stepped up to the platform, assuming positions strikingly reminiscent of the wedding.
“You look exquisite, angel,” Tony praised as he reached up and stroked Leagh’s cheek.
“Thank you, Master. You look incredibly handsome, as always.”
Leaning in, he pressed a kiss to her forehead before pulling away. His expression fell sober. “Tonight is the last time I will ever ask you to kneel before me.”
Leagh’s breath rushed out on a ragged quiver, and her whole body visibly shook. She lowered her head and sank to her knees on the pillow at Tony’s feet. With grace and beauty, she spread her legs and rested her open palms on her thighs.
Tony’s chest expanded as he drank in her submissive splendor. “Raise your head and look at me, sub.”
She obeyed his command, and they stared at one another for a long moment, enveloped in a private bubble of love. With a resolute nod, Tony took one step forward then cupped his hands and placed his open palms against Leagh’s lips.
“With these hands, I promise to mold you. Caress and soothe you in times of harmony and in strife. Punish you, when necessary, and soar you to the heavens, time and again. Never will you be alone, for I will always be by your side, treasuring your gifts and providing your fulfillment. You are my love. My slave. My slut. My angel. For all the days of my life, I vow to hold and protect you in the palm of my hands.”
Tony’s deep, heartfelt vow echoed through the dungeon. Tears swelled in my eyes, and Leagh’s shoulders shook in silent sobs. Struggling to hold back my own emotions, I had to fight even harder when I spied Sanna’s flowing tears.
Removing his hands, Tony stepped back. “I give you all I am, girl. Is there something you wish to give me?”
Leagh nodded ever so subtly, sniffed, and inhaled a deep breath.
“I ache to give you my heart, mind, body, and soul to shape beneath your Masterful hands. To yield to your Dominant commands. Immerse you in all the love I possess and fulfill your every fantasy. Ease your burdens and bring you joy, both day and night. Live my life as the embodiment of your command, to represent you in a golden light of devotion and honor. I vow to kneel at your feet, stand by your side, and follow where you lead. All that I am, all that I’ll ever be, is yours. I beg your collar, Master. Please, grant me the precious gift my heart desires and make me whole.”
I held back a sob as a tear slid down my cheek.
