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  Then she wasn’t thinking about awkwardness. Her heart raced as

  she looked at the newest addition to the dungeon. Stef had installed a floor-to-ceiling mirror. She stared for a moment at the reflection of

  herself. She was naked, but she almost didn’t recognize the woman

  there. She looked tousled and soft. She’d always thought of herself as gangly and too thin. She didn’t have Callie’s curves or Rachel’s petite grace, but there was an innate sexiness to the woman in the mirror

  that couldn’t be denied.

  “Yes, love, you’re beautiful.”

  Stef stood in the doorway behind her, his dark hair ruffled. He

  leaned on the frame and caught her gaze in the mirror.

  “I never thought of myself as beautiful. I certainly never thought

  of myself as sexy.” She doubted she would without him. Stef brought

  out a version of herself she really liked. When Stef looked at her like he was looking now, she felt powerful and sexy even as she submitted

  to him.

  “I can’t think of you as anything less.” He tossed several items

  onto the bed and took a place behind her, cupping her shoulders.

  “You have no idea how many times I’ve thought about painting you,

  your graceful arms and long limbs.” He let his hands move lower to

  cup the breasts that had always seemed too small to her, but felt like the perfect size when his hands were on them. “Your sweet breasts.

  You’re my ideal model. I couldn’t find a woman I want more than

  you.”

  She let her head lean back against his chest, enjoying the picture

  they made. When she looked into that mirror at the couple cuddling

  together, it was hard to believe they ever fought at all. They looked

  right together, as though two pieces that had been separated had

  finally found their way back together.

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  “Kiss me, love.”

  She tilted her head up and reveled in his kiss.

  * * * *

  Stef pressed his lips to Jennifer’s mouth and felt himself sigh. All

  of the previous tension of the day melted away as he let his body

  mold to hers. This was what he’d needed since that moment when he

  realized how close he’d come to losing her.

  He’d walked into the room to find her staring at herself in the

  mirror as though seeing herself for the very first time. He wanted her to see herself as he did—a true, amazing work of art. She was

  gorgeous from the top of her silky, sable hair to her dainty toes. She would probably be shocked to discover he was fascinated with her

  toes. She painted them pinks and purples, and one day last summer, a

  bright, shocking orange. He loved summer because she would glide

  around town in sandals, her toenails a patch of art in his day.

  He ran his tongue along the seam of her lips. She always tasted

  sweet to him. He sometimes thought he could run his tongue over her

  skin a thousand times a day and never get sick of the taste.

  How was he going to let her go?

  A breathy little cry slipped from her mouth as he moved from her

  lips to her neck. He let his eyes drift up so he could watch them in the mirror. She was femininity and grace to his masculine aggression.

  That little mewling cry went straight to his cock. Every muscle in his body seemed hard and ready to pounce, but his cock was past rigid.

  His cock was a throbbing, insistent rock.

  He nuzzled her neck. His fingers found her rigid nipples. He

  pinched at them, remembering how well she’d taken his

  spontaneously made clamps. He had better ones now. Unwilling to

  wait any longer, he moved back. “Get on your knees on the bed, love.

  Face the mirror. I want you to watch everything I do to you.”

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  She shivered a bit, but Stef didn’t think it was from the cold. He

  could see her pussy, and it was getting creamy and soft. She was so

  responsive, like an instrument only he was meant to play. She climbed

  on the bed and turned so she could see herself in the mirror. Stef

  reached out to the nightstand table and grabbed the first of the toys he’d brought for her, a set of lovely clover clamps. Silver and ornate, they were held together by a chain that would dangle between her

  breasts.

  “No more paper clips?” She anticipated his next command. She

  pushed her shoulders back, thrusting her breasts out. The pink and

  brown nipple pointed directly at him.

  He quickly clamped the precious nubs, adjusting the tension to

  ensure maximum stimulation without cutting off her circulation. He

  would really prefer piercings. If she belonged to him, he would try to convince her to pierce her nipples. He’d play with the rings

  constantly, twisting them and sucking on them. He would attach

  pretty chains between the two and tug on them to stimulate her.

  “It’s pretty, Stef.” She smiled at him like he’d given her a

  diamond necklace rather than clamping her breasts for his pleasure.

  “You’re prettier, love.” She was gorgeous, and it went past her

  lovely face and sexy body. She was beautiful down to her soul. She

  was kind and loving. She put others first. It was up to him to make

  sure she got her dreams. Even if it meant letting her go.

  But not yet. He could keep her for a while. He felt a stubborn

  resolve rise. What if he taught her? He’d never taken on an art student before, but he’d never met one with as much potential as his Jennifer.

  Surely he had something to teach her. His work went for hundreds of

  thousands of dollars. He’d been reviewed as an artist to collect and

  was doggedly pursued by gallery owners. He could teach her. For as

  long as he taught her, he could enjoy her. He could hold her close and pretend she really belonged to him.

  He traced the line of her torso down to her wet and ready pussy.

  He found the jewel of her clit and rubbed gently.

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  Her eyes closed, and her body bowed back slightly, opening her to

  his touch.

  “Come for me. I want to watch your face as you come.”

  She murmured her assent as her breath caught.

  Without letting up on the pressure he was exerting on her clit, he

  grabbed the vibrator he’d brought for her. He replaced his finger with the rabbit, pressing the outside to her clitoris.

  Jennifer’s eyes flew open as he flicked the vibe on.

  “Oh.” A delicious moan came out of her mouth.

  “Keep those eyes open.”

  She opened her eyes. They were large and verdant green. She

  could never lie to him because everything about her was right there in her eyes. Now he could see her desire in those eyes. Her bow of a

  mouth came open as he rubbed the vibrator over and over her clit. Her

  hips pumped forward, pressing against the sensation.

  Stef looked down at her pussy. It was swollen and pink like a

  flower just on the edge of bloom. He hadn’t needed to use the

  lubricant he’d brought. By the time he’d clamped her nipples, she was

  soaked with her own sweet cream. He notched up the vibrator, the

  sound buzzing against her skin.

  Her eyes flared. Her skin flushed a gorgeous pink. Her breath was

  ragged as she moved toward orgasm.

  “Stefan. Oh, Stef.”

  His name sounded like a breathy prayer. Her hands ca
me up. She

  held on to his shoulders to balance herself as she cried out. Everything about her was so beautiful in that instant that Stef knew it would

  never be the same again. He would never want another woman. He

  might be able to view them as lovely on an aesthetic level, but she

  was everything to him.

  Her body shook in little quivering waves. It made the chain

  between her clamps shiver. Stef tossed the vibe away and pulled her

  close. His hands tightened on the soft flesh of her ass. She didn’t

  hesitate, merely wrapped her arms around his neck and gave herself to

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  him. Her mouth opened on his, and he took advantage. He plunged his

  tongue into her silky heat. He kissed her over and over as though he

  could memorize her taste. He loved the feel of her clamps teasing his

  chest.

  He could have kissed her forever, but his cock was insistently

  pulsing, demanding attention. He forced himself away from her and

  climbed off the bed. He ripped at the fly of his jeans and had the

  offending garment off his body in a heartbeat. His cock bounced free.

  “Hands and knees, love,” he commanded as he grabbed the tube

  of lubricant. Jennifer hadn’t needed it to take the vibrator, but her

  lovely asshole didn’t have her pussy’s cream. Stef felt his whole body tingle at the thought of finally shoving his dick up her ass, forcing her to take him in a place she’d never had a man before.

  He was shocked to find his hands were shaking slightly as he got

  onto the bed behind her. She was beautiful, the perfect picture of

  submission. Her golden brown hair hanging down, she stared forward,

  looking at the mirror. He wondered if she saw what he saw. He saw

  his perfect mate, waiting for him.

  Heart pounding, Stef couldn’t wait a moment longer. He slicked

  up his dick, fisting himself in quick passes before moving on to the

  more interesting part of the preparation. He parted her cheeks and

  dripped the lube in between them.

  “It’s cold.”

  “Sorry, love.” He’d warmed it, but then he’d spent a good deal of

  time getting her off. She was a dangerous distraction. “I’ll warm you

  up in a minute.”

  Stef pressed a well-lubed finger into her anus. She groaned. The

  rosette of her asshole clenched around his finger.

  “Relax. Don’t try to keep me out. I won’t let that happen.” He

  pushed a second finger in. She groaned as he stretched her. The deep

  sound made Stef groan a little, too. “This is mine. Say it.”

  “It’s yours, Stef.”

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  “Your body is mine.” The possessive words rolled off his tongue.

  They felt right, just like she felt right. She was his, every inch of her.

  “Your mouth, your breasts, your pussy, they’re all mine. What else is

  mine?”

  “Everything, Stef.” She didn’t hesitate. Her green eyes were clear

  as she looked at him in the mirror. The chain dangled under her

  breasts. “I am yours.”

  He lined his cock up to her asshole. “You’re mine.”

  He pressed in, every inch an outrageous pleasure. She was tight

  around his cock, fighting to keep him out, but he gently pushed

  forward. He would win this little war. He would have her because she

  belonged to him. She would surrender everything to him. He gripped

  her hips and drove in with ruthless precision.

  “Oh, Stef, oh. It burns. You’re so much bigger than the plug.”

  In the mirror, her face was tight with obvious discomfort. He

  smoothed his hands over her back. “Poor baby. Is my nasty cock

  splitting your little asshole?”

  “Yes.” Her eyes flashed fire, and she hissed through clenched

  teeth.

  She didn’t look so submissive now, he thought with a chuckle.

  This was how it should be. He should earn her submission. He should

  bind her to him by taking care of her needs and wrapping her in love

  and pleasure. “Give it a minute. Let your body adjust, love. You were

  made for me. You can take me.”

  She lowered her head and leaned forward, flattening her back to

  push against him. It was just the traction he needed. With a low groan, he pushed his way in past her resistant muscles into the hot, tight

  clasp of her ass.

  He held himself there, reveling in the feel of being balls-deep

  inside her.

  “Are you going to get this over with?”

  His hands tightened in warning on her hips. “Don’t push me, love.

  I’m enjoying this, and in a moment, you will, too.”

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  “I doubt that.”

  He pulled back just a bit, with exquisite care. He watched as her

  muscles relaxed. He knew from having it described to him that this

  was the good part.

  “Oh.” Jen’s breath came out in short, sharp pants.

  “Tell me how it feels.” He wanted to hear it from her lips. He

  inched out again.

  “It’s so…I don’t know, but it’s amazing. Do it again.” Her hands

  clenched, clutching the comforter in her fingers. She pushed her ass

  toward him as though trying to tempt him to stay inside.

  “Your wish, love.” He thrust into her, a savage need taking over.

  Her head fell forward, and she began to rock back against him as

  he thrust in and out. Stef alternated between watching the mirror and

  staring at the gorgeous sight of Jen’s ass taking his cock over and over again.

  Stef drove forward, pulling her back so she took his full length.

  He watched her in the mirror. Their eyes connected as their bodies

  pounded together.

  “I love you.” She mouthed the words to him.

  He loved her, too. So much. She was the other half of his soul,

  certainly the better part of him. She might never know how much he

  loved her, how much he was willing to sacrifice for her. She deserved

  more than he could give her. Even as he made love to her, he saw

  himself completely dominating her. He wanted to be the center of her

  universe. He wanted her main goal in life to be pleasing him. If she

  stayed, he would get her pregnant as soon as possible. He wouldn’t be

  able to help himself. She wouldn’t leave Bliss, wouldn’t see the

  world, wouldn’t become the woman she could be. She would be his

  wife, his submissive, his precious possession. How could he do that to her?

  He slid his hand down to her clit. At least he could give her this.

  He slipped a finger onto her clit and started rubbing in perfect circles, the movement timed to his fucking. His finger and his dick worked in

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  perfect precision. He couldn’t keep her, but he could have a few

  weeks of joy. He could hold her and love her while she was here. He

  could please her and care for her so much that one day she might

  come back to him.

  Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes. Jen’s mouth came open,

  and she came on a low wail. He met her stare in the mirror, trying to

  memorize the experience. His balls squeezed up, lighting a fire in his body as he fucked her. It would be so lonely without her, but he

  wouldn’t cheat on her. That’s what it w
ould be. She was his soul’s

  mate, and the least he could give her was his fidelity.

  The orgasm flashed through his body, flaring every nerve in his

  system. He grasped her hips, pulling her onto his cock one last time,

  as though trying to fuse them together in a way that could never be

  broken.

  He came, the cum leaving his body in smooth jets of silky

  pleasure. He pushed again and again, giving her everything he had.

  Finally empty, he fell forward, his cock slipping from the sweet

  comfort of her ass. He pulled her close, turning her so her chest met

  his, the clamps a reminder that, for a while, she was truly his. Her

  hands came up, smoothing back his hair.

  “God, I love you so much, Stef.”

  “I love you, too.” The words dropped from his lips before he

  could think to not say them. They fell between them like a loaded gun

  in Stef’s mind.

  Jen merely smiled and brushed his lips lightly with hers. “I know,

  babe. I know.”

  Stef wrapped his arms around her, and tossed a leg over hers so

  that he surrounded her body with his. He knew he probably seemed

  like a spoiled child attempting to utterly brand a toy as his, but he

  couldn’t help it. He wanted to sleep like this, jealously guarding her against everything that might come their way.

  “You’ll have to forgive him, you know.” She nestled her head into

  the crook of his shoulder.

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  He didn’t pretend to misunderstand. She was talking about his

  father. “I don’t see why.”

  She was quiet for a moment, and he couldn’t help but think she

  was disappointed in him. It made him restless even as his blood

  pounded in languid afterglow.

  “Why do you think he deserves forgiveness?” He wanted her

  opinion. He rarely asked for help in making a decision. He was very

  decisive, but she seemed so certain that he was wrong in this case.

  Her face turned up, and the sleepy satisfaction in her eyes hit him

  straight in the gut. “Silly, I don’t think he deserves it. You do, babe.

  Forgive him, because you might not have the chance to later. Forgive

  him. Forgive your mother. Let it go so we can move on. I promise I’ll

  help you.”