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Z ack's hand landed with a satisfying smack on Dani's upturned bottom, eliciting a delicious gasp from his wife.

"Happy anniversary, kitten," he purred, admiring the rosy hue blooming across her sun-kissed skin. He’d taken to calling her that after they’d finally sorted everything out.

The term ‘pet’ had always been generic; kitten suited her better since she was soft, adorable, but often showed her claws and could hiss and spit like the true Italian hellcat she was. Zack wouldn’t have her any other way.

Dani wiggled enticingly, her body bound in an intricate karada, a shibari rope dress that framed her breasts, accentuated her curves, and sported a diabolical tease of a knot right over her clit, designed to have her writhing.

"Mmm, happy anniversary, Master. I can't believe it's been a year already. It’s gone so fast.”

“Time always flies when you’re having fun, my love.”

And it had been fun. Oh, it had been trying at times, too.

Breaking Dani’s preconceived notions about relationships, persuading her she could have a career as well as being his wife, hadn’t been easy, but every challenge had only brought them closer together, strengthening their bond and deepening their trust. Zack traced the intricate patterns of rope across Dani's back, marveling at how perfectly they framed her shapely form, suspended from the specially braced steel frame he’d had installed.

As perfectly as the two of them fit together - in body, mind, and soul.

It had taken time for them to get here, but they’d made it and never been happier.

The balmy Caribbean breeze drifted through the open windows of the beach villa they’d built on the family island of Syèl la, complete with its own ‘adult’ playroom.

Outside, gentle waves lapped at the pristine shore of their private slice of paradise and the air carried the scent of tropical flowers and the salty tang of the sea.

"Best decision I ever made was moving here and making this place our home," he murmured, bending his head and taking the rosy peak of one straining nipple into his mouth.

Dani gasped, but her eyes sparkled with mischief. "Really?” she asked, her eyes wide with a fake innocence Zack knew he should be mindful of. “I think that was actually your second-best decision. I'd say marrying me was the first."

"Cheeky girl," Zack growled playfully, moving around to deliver another sharp swat to her bottom.

"I think someone needs a reminder of her place."

Dani's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Oh? And how do you plan to remind me, Master?"

Zack's grin turned predatory as he reached for the nearby flogger. "I have a few ideas, kitten. Let's start with counting. I want to hear that sweet voice of yours. You know how much I love to hear you beg."

He trailed the soft leather tails along her spine, watching goosebumps rise in their wake. Dani shivered in anticipation, her breath quickening.

"Ready?" Zack asked, voice low and commanding.

"Yes, Master," Dani breathed.

The flogger whistled through the air, landing with a satisfying thud across her upper thighs. Dani yelped, then remembered her instructions. "One! Thank you, Master."

As Zack continued, alternating between sharp strikes and soothing caresses, he watched as Dani lost herself in the sensations. The sting of leather, the brush of fingertips, the tightening of ropes as she writhed - it all blended into a heady cocktail of desire, which he fed off of.

Her cries grew more desperate with each stroke, the numbers tumbling from her lips in breathy gasps. "Fifteen... oh god... sixteen... please, Master!"

Zack paused, admiring the rosy glow spreading across her skin. "Please what, kitten? Use your words."

Dani whimpered, tugging at her bonds. "Please... I need you. I need to feel you inside me."

"Patience," Zack murmured, trailing his fingers along the insides of her thighs. He could feel the heat radiating from her core, smell her arousal. "We're not done yet."

He set the flogger aside and retrieved a small vibrator from the nearby table. Dani's eyes widened as she saw it, a mix of anticipation and trepidation in her gaze.

"Let's see how long you can last," Zack said with a wicked grin, pressing the device against the knot of rope over her clit.

Dani's back arched as far as her bonds would allow, a strangled moan escaping her lips. "Oh fuck!"

"Language," Zack chided playfully, delivering a sharp smack to her inner thigh. "What do we say?"

"S-sorry, Master," Dani gasped, her hips jerking against the relentless vibrations. "Thank you for my pleasure."

Zack hummed approvingly, increasing the intensity. He watched in fascination as Dani's body trembled, muscles tensing against the ropes. Sweat glistened on her skin, catching the warm glow of the setting sun through the windows.

"That's it, kitten. Hold on for me," he murmured, his free hand caressing her flushed cheek. "Show me how good it feels."

Dani's breath came in ragged pants, her eyes squeezing shut as she teetered on the edge. "Please... oh god, please..."

"Please what?" Zack pressed, his voice low and commanding.

"Please may I come, Master?" Dani cried out, desperation clear in her tone.

Zack considered for a moment, savoring her pleading gaze. "Not yet," he decided, switching off the vibrator. Dani whimpered at the loss of sensation, her body trembling with unfulfilled need.

"Shh," Zack soothed, running his hands along her sides. "You're doing so well for me, kitten. Just a little longer."

He moved behind her, pressing his hard length against her through the barrier of his clothes so she whimpered and pushed back against him.

“Soon, I promise,” he cajoled, nipping at her earlobe. “You know the wait will make it so much more explosive.”

His hands came around to cup her breasts, thumbs brushing over her nipples. "I want you desperate for me. I want you thinking of nothing but how much you need me inside you."

"I already am," Dani gasped. "Please, Master. I need you so badly."

Zack chuckled, the sound sending shivers down her spine. "I know you do, love. And you'll have me. But first..."

He reached for something out of her line of sight but suspected the familiar click of the bottle lid gave him away, by the way she wriggled.

He applied the cool lube to her most forbidden hole, and she tensed slightly, then forced herself to relax.

"That's it," Zack murmured approvingly, working one finger inside her tight opening. "Relax for me, kitten. You know how good this can feel."

Dani whimpered, her body trembling as Zack slowly stretched her. He took his time, savoring every gasp and moan as he prepared her. When he finally deemed her ready, he positioned himself behind her, the blunt head of his cock pressing against her slick entrance.

"Are you ready for me, love?" he asked, his voice husky with desire.

"Yes, Master," Dani breathed. "Always..."

With a low groan, Zack pushed forward, sinking into her tight heat inch by agonizing inch. Dani cried out, her fingers clenching around the ropes that bound her as she adjusted to the intense stretch.

"So perfect," Zack murmured, running his hands along her sides. "You take me so well, kitten. The sight of my cock sinking into you this way is like nothing else imaginable.”

He began to move, setting a slow, deep rhythm that had Dani gasping with every thrust. The ropes creaked as she strained against them, desperate for more friction.

"Please," she begged. "Harder, Master. Pleeeease! I need it harder. I need more!"

Zack's grip tightened on her hips as he increased his pace, driving into her with more force. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with their shared moans of pleasure.

Zack reached around, his fingers finding her clit beneath the rope knot and rubbing tight circles. The dual stimulation had Dani trembling, teetering on the edge of bliss.

"Come for me," Zack commanded, his voice rough with exertion. "Let me feel you milk me, kitten."

With a keening cry, Dani shattered, her body clenching around him as her orgasm ripped through her. Zack groaned, the feeling of her pulsing around him pushing him towards his own release. A few more powerful thrusts and he was there, spilling himself deep inside her with a guttural moan.

For several long moments, the only sound was their heavy breathing as they came down from their shared high. Zack carefully withdrew, pressing a tender kiss to Dani's shoulder blade.

"You were magnificent, my love, as always," he murmured, reaching up to undo the knots securing her wrists. As the ropes fell away, he gathered her into his arms, cradling her against his chest.

Dani nuzzled into his warmth, her body still trembling slightly from the intensity of her release. "Mmm,” she purred, tilting her face up for a kiss.

Zack obliged, capturing her lips in a slow, deep kiss that spoke volumes of his love and devotion.

“I have something I want to ask you, Zack,” she murmured as he quickly cut away the rest of the ropes that bound her.

He tilted his head to one side. The fact that she’d used his name instead of his title meant something.

“Ask me anything, my darling Dani.” He placed a kiss on her collarbone and snuggled her closer.

“How do you feel about being a daddy?”

Zack blinked, his heart racing. If she’d said that anywhere else but in their playroom, he’d have considered it entirely differently. But here… “Ah… you mean a daddy Dom? Because that’s not really my kink, kitten.”

Her eyes twinkled mischievously. His little tease knew exactly what she was doing.

“How about a baby daddy?” she asked, coyly.

“You want to be an infant little and have me change your diaper?” he asked cautiously, hardly daring to hope, even though his pulse was careening in a way that had nothing to do with his recent climax.

“Well, there will definitely be diapers involved,” Dani replied, huskily.

“What are you saying?” Zack asked, his tone serious as he stared into her eyes. Could it be?

Dani's smile widened, her eyes sparkling with joy. "I'm saying... we're pregnant, Zack. We're going to have a baby."

For a moment, Zack stood frozen, his mind reeling with the implications of her words. Then, a grin spread across his face, so wide it almost hurt. He let out a whoop of excitement and swept Dani up into his arms, spinning her around.

"A baby! Oh my god, Dani, we're going to be parents!" He set her down gently, suddenly aware of her delicate condition. “Oh hell! Should we have done this? I need to be more careful with you! Will it harm the baby?” Sheer panic coursed through him.

“Hey!” Dani’s voice was sharp. “None of that. I’m pregnant, not an invalid. I won’t have you treating me like spun glass, mister.”

Zack bit his lip. Okay, he’d spiraled a bit there. Cradling her face tenderly, he gazed into her eyes, overcome with emotion. "A baby!” he breathed reverently. “When did you find out? How far along are you?"

Dani beamed, her own eyes glistening with happy tears. "I took the test yesterday, but I wanted to surprise you on our anniversary. I think I'm about six weeks along, but we'll need to see the doctor to be sure."

Zack's hand drifted down to rest reverently on her still-flat stomach. "Our baby is in there," he murmured in awe. "A little piece of both of us." He knelt down, pressing a gentle kiss to her abdomen. "Hello, little one. I'm your daddy, and I already love you so much."

Dani ran her fingers through Zack's hair, her heart swelling with love for this man who had become her everything; who had taken every mistaken belief she'd ever had and turned it on its head. "We're going to be amazing parents," she said softly.

Zack stood, pulling her into a tender embrace. "You're going to be an incredible mother," he murmured against her hair. "And I promise to be the best father I can be."

"I know you will. Happy Anniversary, my darling.”