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We were sick.
We were contagious.
We were free in this cage of our own making.
“Fuck, Tess. I can’t—”
“Come. Come, maître.”
It was her job to obey me. Her purpose to submit. But in that moment, she was my master and I let go.
The sharp, shooting waves of a release jettisoned out of me and into her. Splashing deep, wake after wake, full of bone-snapping pleasure.
Her hand shot between her legs, rubbing herself as I watched my cock spear in and out of her.
With a scream, she shattered, milking me in thick, erotic pulses, dragging out my own release until we both collapsed onto the desk.
Her bare chest panted beneath my suit-covered one. I pressed a worshipping kiss to the small wound I’d caused. “Je t’aime, Tess. With all my heart.”
She stretched beneath me, making my cock hit different parts of her. “I love you too. With every part of me.”
I kissed her sweetly, reverently.
What did I do to deserve this minx?
How had I been lucky enough to marry this wonderful woman?
Whatever it was, I was grateful. So fucking grateful she was mine.
My evening of work faded beneath images of taking her to our bedroom and pulling out the toy chest. I’d cuff her to the foot of the bed and—
“Eh, maître?”
Ah, fucking hell.
Having Tess call me her master made me ready to rut like a beast. Having my staff call me their master sent cold water of reality dousing over me.
I glowered over my shoulder.
Suzette stood with her back to the open door, her maid uniform pressed and neat like always. Clearly, she’d seen Tess spread half-naked with my cock impaled inside her, but I didn’t try to cover up or explain.
She’d seen far worse.
All of our staff had.
Because…our household was unique.
Tess and I’s relationship wasn’t explainable to outsiders yet those who lived with us accepted us. They were trustworthy. They were our friends…family.
No one blinked an eye if Tess appeared at breakfast with teeth marks on her throat or crawled beneath the table at the snap of my fingers for her to suck me.
It’d taken a while to accept that they wouldn’t judge who I was. And even longer to indulge in my deviant appetites.
But now, nothing could stop me because…I was happy.
I was fucking happy even with scum running around in the world. Buying and trading, kidnapping and trafficking. Scum that would one day die by my hand or someone else’s. Scum that I used to believe lived inside me until Tess showed me I only wanted to kill her because she was my mirroring piece. My reflection of depravity. My monster just like I was hers.
“Not now, Suzette,” Tess moaned and flopped her wrist over her forehead like some frustrated damsel. “Can’t you see we’re a little busy?”
