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Chapter twenty-four

Breaking the Rules

K aelis Monroe stood in the center of the playroom, her heart pounding in time with the low hum of the music playing in the background. Tonight felt different. The air was heavier, charged with something unspoken, something neither she nor Damian had dared to name. He stood across from her, his dark eyes fixed on hers, his usual restraint coiled tight, but something about his stance, the way his hands flexed at his sides, told her he was barely holding on.

He approached slowly, his movements controlled, but Kaelis saw through it. He was battling something within himself, something raw and unfiltered. His fingers traced the edge of her silk robe before slipping beneath it, his touch featherlight. “Do you trust me?” he asked, his voice rougher than usual, as if something inside him was breaking apart.

Kaelis swallowed hard, her breath hitching as she nodded. “Always.” The tension in the room crackled, and the weight of her words tipped something inside Damian. He exhaled sharply, tightening his grip on the fabric before slowly removing it from her shoulders.

“Good,” he murmured, his gaze dark and unreadable.

He led her to the padded bench, guiding her to kneel before him. His touch was firm but careful, his fingers running along her spine as he positioned her exactly where he wanted her. But there was an urgency beneath his movements, a barely contained need that made Kaelis’s skin prickle with anticipation.

“You push me,” he said suddenly, his voice low, almost to himself. Kaelis frowned slightly, glancing up at him, but he wasn’t looking at her. He was staring at his hands, flexing them before he reached for the restraints. “I have always been in control,” he continued, his tone shifting into something darker. “But with you, I feel like I’m losing it.”

Kaelis’s stomach tightened at his confession, heat pooling low in her belly. “Maybe that’s not a bad thing,” she whispered.

Damian’s gaze snapped to hers, something wild flashing in his eyes before he let out a low chuckle, shaking his head. “You don’t understand, little one,” he murmured, stepping behind her. “You make me forget the rules.”

The words sent a shiver through her, but she didn’t look away. She let him see that she wasn’t afraid. If anything, the idea of Damian unraveling for her, with her, only made her body thrum with anticipation. He secured the restraints around her wrists and ankles, his movements precise but slightly rougher than usual. The loss of his usual calculated control sent a rush of adrenaline through her veins.

Damian ran his fingers over the bonds, ensuring they weren’t too tight before stepping back. “Tell me your safe words,” he commanded, his voice hoarse.

“Green, yellow, red,” Kaelis answered automatically, her voice steady. He nodded once, exhaling through his nose as if trying to ground himself.

“Good. Because I don’t trust myself to hold back tonight.”

With a violent tug, Damian ripped the delicate fabric apart, tearing Kaelis’s panties open and exposing her pink, bare flesh. “Spread your legs,” he commanded gruffly, his eyes darkening with lust as he took in the sight of her exposed, quivering center.

“You know what happens to bad girls who wear precious panties like these?” he asked, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. Before she could answer, he said, “They get punished.”

He snapped open a concealed flogger and brought the leather straps down firmly on her exposed thighs, causing her to gasp.

“Count them,” he ordered, striking her thighs again with the flogger. Five sharp lines appeared where the leather had made contact, turning her smooth skin red. “And don’t you dare move,” he growled, trailing the flogger lower, barely inches from her exposed pussy lips.

“One,” Kaelis gasped, her breath hitching as the sting from the flogger radiated through her thighs. Damian’s eyes were locked onto her pussy, and he smirked wickedly. “You know what I want to do to this pretty little cunt of yours? I want to beat the fuck out of it with this flogger until it’s red and swollen,” Damian growled, running the tips of the leather straps lightly over her sensitive folds. “Then I’m gonna fuck it raw.” He struck her again, this time hitting her pussy lips directly.

“Two,” Kaelis moaned, her body trembling as the flogger struck her sensitive flesh. She could feel the heat radiating from her pussy, each strike sending a jolt of pain and pleasure through her. “Three,” she gasped as Damian hit her again, this time with more force.

Damian watched her closely, seeing the way her body writhed with each strike. He threw the flogger aside, suddenly hungry for her mouth. He grabbed her jaw roughly, bringing her face up to meet his. “Open up,” he demanded, shoving his tongue deep into her mouth.

“Four,” Kaelis whimpered against his mouth, her voice muffled by his invasive kiss. Damian’s teeth sank into her bottom lip, biting down hard enough to draw blood. He sucked on the small wound, tasting her metallic flavor as he continued to ravage her mouth with his own.

He started slowly, testing both his control and her responses, but the moment she let out the first unrestrained moan, something inside him snapped. His hands gripped her thighs, his touch firmer, his breath heavier. Kaelis gasped, her body arching into him instinctively. “Damian,” she whispered, and that was all it took.

He growled low in his throat, his fingers digging into her skin as he leaned down, his breath hot against her ear. “You’re driving me insane,” he admitted, his voice raw, almost desperate. “I have never wanted anyone the way I want you.” The confession sent a bolt of pleasure through Kaelis, her pulse skyrocketing as his words settled deep inside her.

Damian’s movements became more demanding, his restraint slipping further with every passing second. His lips grazed her shoulder, his teeth nipping at her skin as if he needed to claim her, to mark her as his. Kaelis moaned, pushing back against him, her own control crumbling under the weight of their shared desire.

Their bodies moved in perfect rhythm, the push and pull of dominance and surrender intertwining seamlessly. Every touch, whispered word, and growled command sent them spiraling further into the depths of something neither of them could name. Damian’s hands trembled slightly as he traced the outline of her collar, his breath uneven.

“This isn’t just play anymore,” he admitted, his voice almost broken.

“I don’t think it ever was,” Kaelis gasped, her chest tightening at the weight of his words. She turned her head as much as she could, trying to meet his gaze. “Stop fighting it,” she murmured. “Stop holding back.”

Damian let out a sharp exhale, his fingers tightening on her hips. “You really want that?” he asked, his voice shaking slightly.

Kaelis didn’t hesitate. “Yes,” she breathed. “I want all of you.”

Whatever frayed thread of control he had left snapped completely.

“Mmh!” Kaelis moaned into Damian’s mouth, her eyes rolling back as she felt something large and thick pushing into her soaking wet pussy. Damian had grabbed a massive, 12-inch vibrator and was slowly sliding it deep inside her. “Oh fuck, Damian!”

“That’s right, take that big dick,” Damian growled, moving the vibrator in and out of Kaelis’s tight pussy. The thick toy stretched her wide open, filling her completely. He twisted it inside her, hitting her G-spot and making her squirm.

Kaelis could barely keep up with the overwhelming sensations. The vibrator’s massive size filled her completely, the harsh movements causing her pussy to throb with pleasure. She moaned loudly, her voice echoing through the room as Damian continued to pound the toy into her. “Five!”

Damian grabbed the flogger again, resuming his sadistic rhythm as he spanked Kaelis’s red, swollen backside while the massive vibrator remained buried inside her convulsing pussy. “Six!” she cried out, her body trembling with each strike. “Seven!”

“Your ass is bouncing beautifully,” Damian growled, bringing the flogger down hard on her cheeks. “It’s making the vibrator slam into your womb.” He spanked her again, harder. “Your pussy’s making greedy noises, swallowing that huge toy like it’s my cock.”

Without warning, Kaelis’s pussy clenched tightly around the vibrating toy, her orgasm washing over her in intense waves. “Fuck, Damian!” she screamed, her entire body convulsing wildly. He shoved the toy deeper, keeping it vibrating strongly against her G-spot as she came.

By the time the scene reached its climax, both of them were trembling, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Damian reached for the restraints immediately, untying her wrists first before rubbing gentle circles against her skin. “Did I hurt you?” he asked, his voice softer now, laced with concern.

Kaelis shook her head, her lips curving into a slow smile. “No,” she whispered. “You gave me exactly what I wanted.”

Damian exhaled slowly, his forehead pressing against her shoulder. “I don’t know what I’d do if I ever crossed a line,” he admitted, his voice unsteady. Kaelis turned in his arms, cupping his face between her hands.

“You won’t,” she assured him. “Because you care too much. Even when you lose control, you’re still the safest place I’ve ever been.”

Damian closed his eyes briefly, his jaw tightening before he pulled her against him, holding her tightly. “You undo me,” he murmured against her hair. “And I don’t ever want to be put back together.”

Kaelis melted into his embrace, her own arms tightening around him. “Then don’t be,” she whispered. “Just be with me.”

Damian let out a shuddering breath before tilting her chin up, pressing a slow, searing kiss to her lips. “Always,” he promised. And this time, there were no more rules to break—because what they had built was beyond rules, beyond limits. It was real.

Damian deepened the kiss, his fingers tangling in Kaelis’s hair as if anchoring himself to her, as if letting go of everything but this moment. There was no hesitation, no restraint—just the raw, unfiltered truth of what they had become.

When he finally pulled back, his breath was uneven, his forehead pressing against hers. “I don’t know how to do this,” he admitted, his voice husky, almost vulnerable. “Not like this. Not when it’s real.”

Kaelis cupped his face, her thumbs tracing over the sharp angles of his jaw. “Then we figure it out together,” she murmured. “Because this isn’t just you, Damian. I’m falling too.”

His body tensed at her words, his grip on her waist tightening. “Falling?” he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper.

Kaelis nodded, her heart pounding. “No,” she corrected herself. “I’ve already fallen.”

A sharp exhale left him, his eyes searching hers as if trying to find a reason to stop, a reason to pull away. But there wasn’t one. He saw it in her—certainty, trust, the kind of devotion he had never let himself believe was possible. “Kaelis,” he whispered, his hands sliding to cradle the back of her head. “I don’t think I can go back. Not after this.”

“Good,” she whispered. “Because I don’t want the version of you that holds back. I want you like this—raw, unfiltered, completely mine.” A growl rumbled low in Damian’s chest at her words, and in an instant, he had her pinned beneath him, his body covering hers in a way that left no space between them.

“You think you own me now, little one?” he murmured, his lips tracing the column of her throat. Kaelis gasped, her body arching against him, but her smile never faded.

“I think we own each other,” she corrected. The words sent a visible shudder through him, his eyes darkening with something deeper than lust, more profound than dominance.

When the intensity finally ebbed, Damian didn’t move, didn’t loosen his grip on her. He held her against him as if afraid she might disappear. Kaelis let him, her fingers brushing slow, lazy strokes down his spine, grounding him as much as herself. “That was different,” she murmured, the words barely escaping her lips.

Damian chuckled softly, the sound raw but full of warmth. “That was inevitable,” he corrected, pressing a lingering kiss to her temple. “Every moment with you has been leading to this.”

She swallowed past the lump in her throat, feeling the weight of everything they had just shared settle over her like a second skin. “So what now?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

He pulled back just enough to look at her, his expression open, unguarded. “Now,” he said, his fingers tracing the silk choker still wrapped around her throat, “we stop pretending this is just play.” His thumb brushed her pulse, feeling how erratic it was even now. “Now, we let this be what it’s meant to be.”

Kaelis smiled, her heart swelling. “Then let it be everything.”

Damian exhaled, his forehead pressing to hers once more. “It already is.”