The frenzy ends and he leans forward, pressing his forehead to my dampback.
“My sweetbebelle.”
He pulls out and I twist in his arms. He squeezes me tightly, lifting me to sit on the bathroom vanity. I drape my arms around his shoulders and wrap my legs around his waist, using my hold to pull himclose.
He rubs his nose against mine. “I have a gift for my littlesubmissive.”
My smile is wide. “Another giftalready?”
“Yes, but this gift is more special than any of the others I have givenyou.”
He kisses my mouth and pulls away, tugging on my hands and leading me into the bedroom. “Come with me and sit on thebed.”
He goes into our closet and reemerges a moment later carrying a silver foil-wrappedgift.
“You spoil me,Tristan.”
“I promised you that Iwould.”
He places the gift in my hands and sits beside me on the bed, watching as I tear away the ribbon and paper. I briefly look up at him and smile when I get down to the jewelrybox.
I don’t have any idea how much he’s already spent on jewelry for me. I’m certain of one thing: it by far exceeds the hundred thousand dollars that I owehim.
I lift the top and my mouth gapes when I see the diamond and platinum collar. “Tristan…” I can’t form words to follow hisname.
“I hope you like it. I had it made especially foryou.”
I touch the infinity links. Infinity, as in forever, and my hopes for our future are stoked. “It’sstunning.”
“Do you know what thisis?”
I’m a little afraid to say the words in case I’m wrong. “You tell me what itis.”
“It’s a submissive collar. Do you understand what that means? For you to be collared byme?”
I only know what I’ve read online. “I’ve looked it up, but I want to hear you tell me what it means toyou.”
“This is an outward symbol that you belong to me. It reflects an internal stamp on your soul, marking you as mine. Only mine. I am your Master and you are my submissive, but still, it means more. We are locked together in our wants and needs. Our love…” He pauses for a moment. “Our love is beyond definition. Indescribable yet understood by both of our hearts. The connection we share is on a level beyond reason. I punish and dominate and control you, but those things are nothing without my cherishing, caring, protecting… and lovingyou.”
The tears in my lower lids spill down my cheeks. “For you, I have pushed my body to limits I once thought impossible. I have learned patience and obedience, and truly developed a desire to give you pleasure in its rawestform.”
I stand and lower myself to my knees before my Dom, bowing my face and placing my palms on top of my thighs the way he likes. “I want to be all you want, all you crave, all you need. I know I’m not there yet, but I want to continue to grow until I become your perfect submissive. Because I love you. With every beat of my heart, I loveyou.”
Because I love you. With every beat of my heart, I love you.I want those words to be branded on his heart. On hissoul.
“Lift your hair,bebelle.”
He takes the collar from the box and puts it around my neck, closing both clasps. “As long as you are mine, you will not remove thiscollar.”
Then I will never remove it. Because I want to be hisforever.
He places two fingers below my chin, lifting my face, and admiring the symbol of his ownership around my neck. “Breathtaking, mon bien-aimé.”
Mon bien-aimé.Mybeloved.
Tristan does not use words like those lightly. And I don’t either. “I am your beloved, as you aremine.”
He takes my hands and helps me to stand. Pressing his forehead to mine, he cradles my face with his palms. “Your debt with me is cleared. I’ve already destroyed all of the surveillance footage. I want to be the only thing holding youhere.”
