Page 60 of Belonging to Them

“Sure, sweetheart.”

Kingston pulls me into his arms again and we sway while Bash sings.I never want this moment to end.The waves are crashing outside, the stars are twinkling, and my two men are here with me, loving me.

When Sebastian finishes singing, Kingston walks me to the sofa.He sits down and pats his lap, so I curl up and let him hold me.Sebastian comes over and sits next to me, pulling my feet and legs into his lap.

“We have something for you,” Kingston tells me, reaching behind the cushion next to him.

I gasp at the sight of a small black box.It’s too big to be a ring—this isn’t a marriage proposal.I’m not disappointed, though, because I have everything I want, and more.Kingston hands me the box and I weigh it in my hands, looking from one man to the other.

“It might not seem like a huge deal,” Sebastian says, “but there’s a lot of meaning behind it.”

Carefully, I ease off the top of the box.Nestled against velvet is a gorgeous necklace.A circular pendant glints up at me.It’s affixed to the chain with two charms—infinity symbols.

“It’s a beautiful necklace,” I breathe, afraid to touch it.

“This is a necklace, but it’s also considered a collar,” Kingston explains.“A daytime collar.Submissives wear them out and about, and no one’s the wiser about the meaning, unless they’re into the scene.It shows that you belong to us, that you’re treasured and protected.”

Sebastian holds out his hands for the box.“May I?”

“Of course,” I say, passing it to him.

He pulls the necklace from the box and shows me the clasp.“This is a locking clasp.Kingston and I, your daddies, will hold the keys.Ella, our hope is that when we put this necklace on you, you’ll never want to take it off.”

“I won’t.”My throat is full of emotion, making it hard to speak, but I continue.“I don’t ever want to remove it, not in a thousand years.”

“So we can put the necklace on you?”Kingston asks.“The collar?”

“Yes, Daddies,” I whisper.

They each take a side of the chain and bring it around to the back of my neck.A softclickis all I hear as the clasp locks into place.

“There,” Kingston says in satisfaction.

Sebastian gives it an experimental tug, and the clasp holds.“Locked.”

I’m theirs.They’ve really meant it all along, but now I feel it.Now I see it.I’ll always carry this reminder with me.The chain isn’t very long, with the pendant resting just beneath the spot where my collarbones almost meet.

There are two keys inside the box.Sebastian takes one, and Kingston takes the other.

I touch the circular pendant and feel something on the back side.The chain is just long enough for me to pull it up to take a look.

Ella Kingston Sebastian.And when I twist the circle, the names go with it.

“All three of us, together,” I say.

“Locked that way,” Sebastian says.

“I love it,” I whisper.

“Now,” Kingston says, “take everything off.Leave the necklace, though.”

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Kingston

Ella’s reaction to the necklace is absolutely everything I desired.She really seems to love it, and the meaning behind it, well…she seems to get it.I hope she does.Fuck, she’s the most important person in my life, and I want, no, Ineedher to know it.

She’s staring at me now, stunned.“Take everything off?”