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Chapter 25

Kate’s outfits rest on our bed. One is practical: dark slacks, a black top and a bulletproof vest. The other includes a black, leather arm-binder, a red ball gag, a length of chain, lube and a large, metal plug.

I’m not about to go on a dangerous mission without spending a little more quality time with Kate.

“What’s all this?” she asks.

“Get undressed.”

She smirks, then complies, disrobing slowly. I sit down and watch as she bares herself for me. Anton kept us separated for far too long — for many, many nights I imagined what I’d do with her body when Kate was mine once more. What we’ve done since we were reunited has been tame compared to what’s on my mind. Thankfully, we ought to have many, many years to enjoy everything I’ve envisioned.

It’s a very long list.

Tilting her hips back and forth, hands in her hair, she bites her lip as she dances for me. Everything about her is perfect, from her sexy, playful movement to her smoking hot figure. But behind the looks lies the strongest woman I’ve ever known — the smartest and most resilient. She survived a hell conceived by the devil himself and came out the other side. Now she will have the heaven I make for her.

I pat on my knee, beckoning for her to take a seat. She does, melting into my arms as I pull her in for a kiss. Clutching her ass, I inhale the divine apple scent of her shampoo. The aroma sears into my memory — I always want her hair to smell this good. I want her to have the finest luxuries and decadent pleasures. The only time she should be deprived is when I keep her bound and consumed by lust, begging for the relief I’ll soon grant.

Kate’s groans go straight to my cock, thickening it until it strains against my pants. Part of me would love to tell my people to take down Anton while I stay here and kiss Kate all day; it’s a reminder of how precious this time is now, although soon we should have all the time we need. Whatever our differences are regarding Jamison and the rest, we’ll figure it out.

I hope.

When Kate’s lust overwhelms our kiss, her hand wanders down to the tent in my crotch, her hand rubbing the hard mast.

Chuckling, I grab her wrists and hold them behind her back, then reach over for the arm-binder. She smiles as I feed her hands into the sleeve, then fasten the straps until her arms are held snugly against her back.

“Try to get out,” I say, setting her on her feet.

Kate shakes her upper body, attempting to dislodge the restraint, but it’s tightened too well.

“I can’t,” she says.

“Good.”

I attach the chain to the end of the sleeve, then pull her arms upward until I can slip the chain’s end onto a hook hanging from the ceiling. Kate whimpers from having her arms pulled back in such an uncomfortable position, stirring a fresh throb in my steely cock. I run my fingers over her swollen folds, finding them slick with her fluids. Rubbing harder causes her to tilt her head back, jaw hanging open.

“We’re going to do this all day, every day, for a month when this is all over,” I say.

She hums, biting her lip.

I slap her ass a couple times, then reach for the plug and lube.

It’s been a long time since she’s had her tight rear invaded; I’m going to have to train it again before she can take my cock easily. Thankfully, the process will be tantalizing and claiming her ass will be worth the wait.

I coat the plug thoroughly, checking in the light to ensure it glistens everywhere. Kate mewls as the toy presses against her rear. I only press in a little but she grunts and shakes, clenching her bud.

“Relax, Kate. You know this will be easier if you relax.”

“Yes, sir,” she says.

She releases, and the plug sinks in slightly. Kate yelps, bucking her hips to dislodge the toy.

“Bad girl,” I hum, spanking her ass from each side. “The plug is going in. You decide how long it takes.”

Nodding, Kate takes a deep breath and sets her legs.

I begin again, easing the plug in gently but steadily. A couple inches sink in, and I hold it steady. She trembles, but doesn’t fight this time. When she settles down, I ease it in a little further.

“Good, pet. You’re doing good.”

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