Page 91 of Whispered Surrender


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“Princess, you don’t have to take on the world alone. I want you for my very own, and that means ensuring your every need is taken care of. I’ve never been into vanilla relationships, but with you I want both lifestyles. I want you to wear my collar, but also my ring. A connection like ours doesn’t happen every day. I want everyone to know that you are mine in every sense of the word, vanilla or other. You are mine,” I say, sliding the silver and diamond collar that has a circular ring for play attached, but then has two initials, both M’s, one for Matt and one for Marenah, overlapping and dangling from the sphere, and anyone looking at it, unfamiliar with the lifestyle, would think it is nothing more than a beautiful necklace.

She rubs it gently, looking up at me. “Yours,” she says gently, her eyes fixated on mine, and my dick hardens and throbs with her submission and the way her eyes dilate when she gives it.

“Marenah, I want you in every sense of the word: my best friend, my partner in life, my submissive, my wife, and the mother of my children. Marry me, Princess, and let’s make a family that we can call our own and be proud of,” I say, and her eyes begin to brim with unfallen tears, and she nods her head.

“I love you so much, Matt. Yes, I’ll marry you, make a family with you,” she says, and my chest tightens hard as I slide the ring I’ve selected onto her finger.

“Matt, it’s absolutely gorgeous,” she exclaims, her voice barely above a whisper as she continues to admire the princess cut diamond ring that now sits proudly on her finger.

“A ring fit for a princess,” I say, capturing her lips with mine and sealing my claim of her for my very own.

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