My fingers tightened on the gift behind my back. “Do you know what this is, esclave?”

She shook her head. “No.”

No? That was surprising. She’d told me about her dildo collection back when she was with Brax. Her battery-operated friends were the only things delivering an orgasm while she wasted her talent on a loveless wonder who believed kissing should be done with the lights off and clothes firmly tucked tight.

He didn’t know this woman at all.

But I did.

I knew her sometimes better than I knew myself.

Caressing the large contraption with a soft bulbous end and flexible neck, I switched it on. A loud humming filled the space. Holding it up for Tess to notice, I smirked. “I believe it’s called a magic wand.”

Her eyes grew round as I cranked up the speed. The tingle of hypnotic vibration shot down my hand.

Interesting.

Experimenting, I placed the end against my cock through my jeans.

“Fuck!” Instantly, I wrenched it away, doubling over with the overload of intensity from the mere touch. Echoes of vicious need radiated down my legs and into my belly.

Tess bit her lip, fascinated and imploring.

I chuckled as I rested my knees on the bedspread. “Oh, I think you’re going to like this.”

She nodded; her face glazed and sex-soaked. I hadn’t even touched her yet, but she’d panted herself into subspace.

Hovering the vibrating wand over her body, I tortured her a little by pressing it against her ribcage, hipbone, and upper thigh. Anywhere and everywhere but the one place she desperately craved.

Each time I touched her, a moan fell from her lips. Her legs writhed and her fingernails dug sharply into red-flushed palms.

“Do you want this?”

“Uh-huh…” Her eyes rolled as I carefully swiped over her pubic bone.

“How much?”

Her voice strangled. “So much.”

“Will you fight for it?”

Her eyes opened, struggling to keep me in focus. “Fight?”

“Will you beg for it?”

A calculating gleam entered her gaze. “Do you want me to beg for it?”

My cock lurched as she licked her lips.

Her face tensed. “The day you accepted me, I promised I’d fight you, Q. For years, I’ve never given you complete control over me. You have limits, but you don’t trust yourself not to cross them.” Her eyes drifted down my front to my erection stabbing at my belt. “However, I give all of that up. Right now. I won’t fight. I won’t argue. I’ll let you do anything you damn well please. Just let me come so I can focus on the rest of the night without going out of my mind.”

I leaned over her, hovering the wand over her pussy. “You’re going out of your mind?” The low setting hummed with promise. I wanted to see how fast this would make her climb. How quick she could come before I denied such a release.

“Every time you bind me and tease me, I go out of my mind.”

I smiled. “I love your honesty. How about one more truth?”

She stiffened, her hips rocking subtly. “Anything.”

“Tell me why I do this. What do I want from you?”

She paused, breathing hard. “Everything.”

I shuddered. She was so damn right. I did want everything. And for years, I thought I had everything. But now…now, I was missing something. We were missing something. And I wanted to find it with her.

My heart raced like a demonic creature, bucking for touch and taste and togetherness.

“You earned this, Tess.” Pressing the wand against her clit, I held it there.

Immediately, she let out a ragged groan. Her hips rose to force her flesh harder against the unforgiving vibration. “Yes…oh, God. Yes.”

“Let yourself go. Let yourself fly. I want to watch you come undone.”

Her head thrashed to the side as her forehead knitted together. “I’ll do whatever you want.”

Whatever I want?

That offer came with no caveats or conditions.

It should.

Tess said she hadn’t fully given herself to me. She had. She’d given me her ultimate trust. Trust that I didn’t deserve, as I wasn’t as human as she believed.

“Q…I—I want you.” Her hips came up, her limbs fighting the silk rope. Her breathless softness erupted the sexual hunger savaging my insides.

Cranking the speed, I rubbed the wand from clit to entrance over her knickers.

Her head fell back, eyes rolling. “Oh, wow…”

Climbing over the bed, I lay down beside her. My hand ached from holding onto the vibrating device, and the bed rocked as Tess fucked the toy, desperate for a release.

With my free hand, I snatched her cheeks, wrenching her face to mine.

Every part of her from blood to brain was mine. She had no other thoughts but me. No other worries or concerns or questions.

I owned her completely.

And in return, she owned me.

I kissed her.

I captured her mouth like she would vanish. My tongue speared through her swollen lips, and I fucked her with taste and breath.

She moaned, drawing tight against the restraints, craving my mouth, moaning for the wand.

My leg flung over hers, and she trembled beneath me. She was in the sweetest surrender, and I wished I could record it. Tape her freedom and fucking perfection as she chased her orgasm.

Knowing she let me bring her to the precipice of insanity night after night made my soul ignite until flames in my chest matched the flames in the fireplace. Nothing was more satisfying than her affection. Even her utmost submission wasn’t as perfect as her vows to love me in sickness and in health.