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“Kayne.” My safe word is on the tip of my tongue.

“Sophia,” he says in answer and I hear the utter torment in his voice, the murderous lilt in his tone, the wrath in his breath. He pulls me against his body, my volcanic hot and painfully tender back cushioned by his chest, a fortified pillar that seems to soothe the burn from my skin. Suddenly I feel so loved, so protected it melts every part of me as his arm comes around my waist. This is what I’ll remember. The pain before the reward of the most exquisite pleasure. This is what Kayne does to me always. This is what I need. What I can’t live without now.

“You doubted my love for you, Princess,” he rasps in my ear. He’s back in control. The dominant. The master of my body and mind.

I crumble at the accusation.

“I—”

“You doubted my love, Sophia,” he says sternly.

“I’m sorry, Kayne. I was confused. I hadn’t seen you..”

I shiver. He touches my pussy. I’m a hot sticky mess and his fingers glide into me easily.

He plays with me. One finger, then two, then three. He’s touching a part of me… inside me that makes me feel anxious.

“Kayne,” I say petrified I’m going to embarrass myself.

“I will love you until the end of time. And beyond that. I will die for you. I’ll live for you. You’re my whole world, Sophia.”

His words are so tender, so full of truth, but his fingers are punishing and teaching me a lesson.

“Kayne, please.”

“Let go, Princess,” he says into my ear. His fingers slip deeper. I’m going to come only I feel that’s not the only thing that’s going to happen.

“No.”

But that’s the word that makes Kayne drive me over the edge. My climax rattles through my whole body but I can’t for the life of me stop the deluge of wetness that floods of out me onto Kayne’s hand.

“I… I’m…”

In a flash, he unties me. He grabs me and then enters my still thick swollen and pulsing pussy in one glorious stroke with his concrete hard cock.

I hang onto him as he crushes my body to his. His cock is so thick, that I can feel him in every part of me.

“Kayne. I love you,” I whimper as he fucks me breathless and insists I come again over his cock.

“Sophia. My world. My love,” he murmurs thickly.

I’m his.

He is my only memory.

My only past. My only future. My only love.

My bodyguard. The man I’m going to marry. And live the rest of my life in pure unadulterated bliss.

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