Page 49 of Accidental Bride


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After dinner, they retreated to the couch. Alessandra curled up beside Drake, and he absentmindedly stroked her arm.

“There’s something I’d like to talk to you about. You know I enjoy control and dominance in the bedroom.” She nodded in acknowledgment. Drake swallowed, taking a moment to gather his thoughts. “I’m sorry if I’ve made you feel devalued. What we do—what I enjoy—I don’t want you to feel forced into anything.”

“Where is this coming from, Drake?” she asked, taking his hand in hers.

He removed her cuff and rubbed his thumb over her scars. “You’ve opened up so much to me. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Drake wasn’t a man who opened up easily. She showed him her vulnerabilities and now sat attentively, waiting for him to share his.

“I want to explore kink with you in a way that’s unique to us. I want to be your Master and you to be my submissive. It’s important that you want this too, Alessandra. Your enjoyment and fulfillment matter to me.”

Past trauma threatened to overwhelm Alessandra, but Drake’s grip remained firm. He was her anchor, and her eyes dropped to the point of their connection.

“If this will make you happy, it makes me happy too. There’s nothing we’ve done that I haven’t enjoyed,” she admitted honestly.

Drake lifted her chin with his free hand and pushed her hair behind her ear. “Don’t hide from me, bella.”

She lifted her gaze to meet Drake’s. His eyes conveyed so much in that connection. He wasn’t angry or broody. They weren’t darkened with desire or lust. They were the most beautiful brown eyes she’d ever seen, with flecks of gold catching the soft light. Drake studied her with equal intensity.

“There may be times I push your limits, but I promise to take care of you after.”

“Yes, sir.”

Drake’s posture changed as his voice took on a strict dominant tone. “On your knees, Alessandra. I expect complete honesty from you. You will be punished if you lie to me.”

“Yes, sir!”

They dove into a lengthy conversation regarding limits and past experiences. Drake discussed his expectations and let Alessandra voice her concerns when appropriate. Her head spun by the time they finished their negotiations.

“I have a gift for you.” He pulled a slender blue box from his pocket and handed it to Alessandra. Her face lit up as she excitedly opened the box. “I want to make this official. In public, you wear your wedding band to symbolize our marriage. I expect you to wear my collar during play to symbolize our commitment.”

Her breath caught in her throat as she fingered the gorgeous sapphire and diamond halo heart D-ring collar. It was the single most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Though tomorrow’s future was unknown, this symbolized their new commitment. She would always be Drake’s—heart, body, and soul.

“May I put it on you?” Drake asked.

Alessandra nodded, finding herself at a loss for words. Drake caressed her neck and squeezed with enough force to make her gasp. He leaned down to kiss and suck her neck, leaving his marks on her, claiming her.

She was soon panting, desperate for more. She reached her arms behind her head, lifting her hair up to allow him to fasten the collar around her neck.

“When you are in my collar, you will call me Master. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.” She was ready to be Drake’s permanently.

His fingers grazed her soft skin as the clasp closed. Tears sprang to her eyes as she thought of Drake's time and attention in choosing such a piece for her. Wearing his collar made her feel safe and cherished. It was a far cry from the training collar she was forced to wear as a teen.

Drake nuzzled the skin around the collar. The sensual move left her needy for more. She grabbed Drake’s shoulders to steady herself and swallowed three words that rose in her throat.

He whispered his request in her ear. “I want to fuck you while you’re wearing my collar.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Undress me slowly,” he commanded.

“Yes, Master.”

She slowly ran her hands up his muscular biceps and down his broad chest, enjoying the power exchange. She grabbed the hem of his shirt and slowly pulled it over his head, watching his muscles flex as she bared his torso.

Drake looked down at her through hooded eyes. She dropped back to her knees and flicked her tongue around his navel as she unbuckled his belt. His massive erection sprang free as she pulled off his pants and boxers.

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