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In one comment, he’d touched on her greatest fears that she would be a bad mother because she had grown up with so much pain and sorrow. He also ignited the part that yearned for love, acceptance, and a happy family. Whatever that looked like, they’d figure it out together.
She finally cleared her throat and shook her hair over her shoulders. She dug back into the box, and her cheeks colored as she pulled out a sheer, white-trimmed robe similar to the one she found in Riley’s closet on their wedding night. A matching white lacy chemise and thong were included in the set.
She pulled out a Pucci abstract-pattern diaper bag. “I don’t need designer labels. This is too much—” She gasped when her hand closed around a pink Lovestruck Tiffany key ring with her penthouse key and elevator pass. Drake was asking her to move back in.
Her lip trembled when she pulled out a gray ring box. Inside was a five-carat emerald cut Versailles diamond three-stone ring with alternating round and marquise accent diamonds. The former ring on her finger was one not meant for her. This ring was priceless because he had chosen it just for her.
The last item in the box was a rose-gold moon and star discreet, permanent day collar. After their hurt, Drake couldn’t place the same collar on her neck. This was a symbol of their new commitment. Forever. Everything within the box showed Drake's intentions. She only needed to say yes.
He was already down on one knee when she turned around. Drake reached up for her hand. His voice wobbled as he asked, “Bella, will you be mine? My love, my wife, my sub, and the mother of my children?”
“Yes, Master!” she cried.
He removed the ring from its soft cushion and slipped it on her left ring finger. “I chose this ring to symbolize our journey in life together. The past was painful for both of us, but we’ve moved forward to our present today. The future is ours to write—ours for the taking. I want you as my partner, now and forever.”
Alessandra held her hair out of the way so Drake could slide the collar around her neck. She fingered the charms while Drake used a small wrench to lock the collar. His fingers stroked the nape of her neck, causing her to shiver at his touch.
“Will you play with me, bella?” he asked.
“Yes, Drake.”
He swiftly swatted her ass. “Don’t forget you’re wearing my collar now.”
“I’m sorry, Master,” she whispered.
“Be a good little girl for me and strip. I want a show like you gave that audience out there.”
She took a couple of steps from the bed and swayed her hips to an invisible beat. She started with her hands resting on her hips and slowly lifted them, caressing her bare belly before cupping her breasts. She moaned lightly as she touched herself, brushing her collar and lifting her loose hair. She turned around, giving Drake her backside and letting her hair cascade down her back like a waterfall.
Drake stood behind Alessandra and wrapped an arm around her waist. He pulled her against him and followed her rhythm, moving his hips in time with hers.
“Did it turn you on to have men lusting after you? Did you like them paying for your attention? Would you have shown them your gorgeous tits? If I threw money at your feet—” He pulled his wallet and dropped it before her. “Would you bend over and let me see your pretty pink pussy? Does it turn you on to act like a little slut? Did teasing me from that stage make you wet?”
Her legs became weak, and her core burned with need. His harsh words always had an effect on her. The more crass he was, the hotter he fanned her flames. She did her best to cover her missteps and continued moving. Soon she was down to nothing but her panties, which were too tight on her skin. Only complete nakedness would soothe her fever.
“Bellissima,” he said.
Drake pulled Alessandra onto his lap and encouraged her to rub against his thigh. He nuzzled the valley between her breasts before sucking on her puffy dusty nipple. She moaned as her back bowed, and her hips cantered faster.
Based on her whimpers, he knew she was getting close, but he wouldn’t let her come yet. He picked her off his lap and peeled her sopping panties down her legs.
He guided her over to the wall, where an assortment of hanging restraints was displayed. He chose a set of chains, attached them to her wrist cuffs, and lightly tugged, guiding her to the hanging ring. He fastened her chains to the ring and adjusted it so her arms rose above her head, but her feet remained firmly planted on the floor.
Drake caressed Alessandra’s body with his fingertips. He pinched and rolled her nipples before licking and sucking on the hard pebbles. His hand probed between her thighs but withdrew the moment she tried to grind against him.
“The last time we were here, we had an audience. How do you feel about outside participation this time?”
“Who?” Her brow wrinkled, and her mouth made a little “o.” Drake stuck his finger in her mouth, and she eagerly sucked on it.
“Someone who was hoping to play with you.”
Drake groaned and motioned to the couple hidden in the corner to reveal themselves.
“It’s your choice, bella. You can have a threesome with Noah and me, or we continue playing solo. Do you remember your safe word?”
“Hullabaloo.”
“What is your choice?”
