Epilogue
Two Months Later
Helena
“Ihave something special that I would like for you to wear for me tonight, if you will indulge me.” Daniel hovers in the doorway to our bathroom where I’m getting ready. He moved me into the main house as soon as I was recovered enough.
“Something other than this?” I hold up my hand to show the stunning diamond and pearl engagement ring that he proposed with on the same night he moved me in. I arch a brow as he grins at me ominously. “Honestly, the thing is more than enough that I won’t need to ever wear another piece of jewelry again.”
“It’s a special piece, I’ll give it that.” He keeps his hands behind his back as he walks into the room slowly.
I put down my makeup and rotated on my vanity stool to get a better view of him. I half expect it to be something filthy—some teeny tiny piece of lingerie that I”m supposed to wear underneath my dress for the duration of the evening, making it impossible for me to think of anything else but getting him alone.
Tonight is supposed to be our engagement party. At the very least, as much of one as we can get. Daniel thought we both needed a few moments of normalcy after the last few months had been so crazy. He”s been traveling so much in search of leads and information about his late sister that he nearly missed Henry”s last day of school. Now that summer has officially arrived, it”s mostly just me keeping up with Henry and the tutor... counting down the minutes until Daniel returns.
There’s always a small knot of fear that winds itself up within me when he goes missing for any length of time. I’ve already managed to build him up as this invincible force in my mind… but there’s always that nagging, anxious ‘what if’ that defies all logic.
I don’t even know if he’s going to be home longer than just tonight, so I’m determined to enjoy every moment we have together.
“Well, if it’s that important I don’t think that I have much choice.” I grin.
“That’s right.” Daniel pulls his hand out from behind his back to reveal a small, delicate golden chain. He crosses the room and drops down onto one knee in front of me. He motions for my leg, and I lift it onto his thigh. He wraps the small chain around my ankle, the same one that was injured that he took care of so sweetly before.
When he’s finished, I take a moment to admire the way that the light catches it. “It doesn’t have a clasp?” I ask curiously. I cross my leg and spin the thing around my ankle to double-check. It looks like one long, continuous chain. I’m not even fully certain how he got it on in the first place.
“That’s correct. I am the only person who will be able to take it off of you or put it back on. You are to wear it at all times, obviously. The only time I will ever take that anklet off is if you decide to leave me.”
I scoff. As if that’s ever going to happen. The golden band around my ankle somehow feels more like a wedding ring than the one that I will soon have on my finger. It’s a permanent sign of commitment. And I love it.
“That was how I thought that you were going to react,” Daniel grins.
“That’s it?” I ask and put my foot back on the ground.
The mischievous glint that thrills me so much glimmers in Daniel’s eye for a moment. “Not quite… there is one more thing.”
“Oh? What’s that?”
Daniel reaches into his pocket and pulls out another small object. This time it’s silver in color with a heart-shaped, flared base at the end of the bulbous section. A flat heart-shaped ruby is nestled in the handle. At least, I’m guessing it’s a handle from the way Daniel has it pinched between his fingers.
I shake my head. “What even is that?” I laugh.
“It’s something else I want you to wear for me tonight. But it’s for… internal use.” he winks ominously.
Desire and curiosity curl through me as I look at it again. “Where does it….?”
“This is a plug. It’s just a little one for now, but eventually I will claim all of you, Helena… this is the first step toward that. As we are celebrating our union tonight, I thought that we could try something a little new. Think of this as a way you can prove your devotion to me,” he teases and lifts the thing in front of my face. “Open up. Hold this in your mouth to warm it up, and then I want you to bend over this vanity.”
I”m used to his commands by now, and my mouth opens almost immediately when he asks. I twist on the stool and lower myself to a bending position over it. Daniel pulls my dress up and over my thong before sliding it to the side.
“Nice choice,” he muses darkly and pulls something from a drawer behind me. I can”t deny that this has always piqued my interest, but I”ve been far too shy to ask about it. It”s a piece of myself that I can give to Daniel that no one else has ever had. It”s amazing to me how badly I want to.
Daniel flattens his hand over my ass, rubbing the skin in broad circles that slowly work their way back to the center. I”m sure he can already tell how turned on I am. I”m always ready for him. Just being close enough to him hassent me into a frenzy. I just can”t get enough of him.
He teases me and dips his hand between my legs but doesn’t touch my clit. He spreads my wetness over the skin and back, circling one hole with his fingers and then the other while I hold the plug in my mouth. I arch my hips back toward him, encouraging him to give me just a little bit more friction.
“So needy,” he chastises. “If this weren’t such a special night for you, I would have to punish you for that, you know.”
Right now. I wouldn’t even care so long as his hands are on me. Finally, he sinks two fingers inside of me and the plug almost falls out of my mouth I moan so loudly. My shoulders soften and I rest my weight on the stool while I spread my thighs further for him. He fingers me slowly, spreading my wetness with each stroke of his fingers. Slowly, his thumb finds my asshole and starts to press in, using my own lubrication to gain him access.
“Breathe and relax for me, pet,” Daniel breathes, his voice heady with arousal.
I exhale slowly and try to relax. It”s not as painful as I expected, but it”s uncomfortable at first. My tongue swirls around the plug in my mouth, speculating on how it might feel inside me. It”s heavy on my tongue, so I imagine it”ll be interesting to keep it in. Will I be able to walk in with this? Really? What if everyone knows? There will only be a few people in attendance. Given how erratic everything has been lately, only those in Daniel”s inner circle... But I”d die of embarrassment if any of them found out.
Distracted, my body relaxes even further as Daniel sets the pace with his fingers. He reaches around and takes the plug out of my mouth. He pulls his fingers from me just for a moment, and I feel cold lube drop onto my ass. He spreads it with the warm plug and slowly starts to push the piece of metal inside of me. The pressure feels like it’s never going to stop… when all at once, it pops inside.
It’s a strange, heavy feeling, but I don’t dislike it. Daniel slides a single finger back into my pussy and presses against the plug inside of me, and I gasp. I grab onto the legs of my stool and hold myself rigid as the combination of sensations washes over me. There’s no way I’m going to be able to wear this all night long.
“Fuck, that’s beautiful, pet,” Daniel compliments, and I feel heat flush over my torso. He always knows just the right thing to say. His long middle finger brushes against my clit, and I tense—I can feel everything. Daniel chuckles, probably at the expression I’m making as he starts to slowly build my climax. The blend of feelings is… incredible.
My hands unclench, and I soften, surrendering to the heat building inside me. My hair falls around my face as my breathing becomes labored. “Yes, there… please… please, master,” I gasp as I near my climax… and then it’s gone. Just like that his hands are removed from me. I whimper pathetically. “What?”
Daniel places his finger in his mouth and sucks my wetness off of him with a grin. “When the night is over, and you’ve done what you were told, then you can cum, and not before. Am I understood, pet?”
I glare up at him and he holds out a hand.
“Need some help on your feet? How about you have a seat, and I’ll help you with those cute heels you’ve chosen,” he offers.
Sit? I don’t think that I can sit! I’m overly aware of my ass as I push myself upright and start to turn into a seated position. When I manage it, attempting to move my legs at all is next to impossible. I can feel every little shift, every move of my muscles as it rests inside me.
Daniel knows it. I can see it on his face as he grabs my black strappy heels. He slides them onto my feet and carefully fastens the strap around my ankles, making sure to position my new anklet just so around them. This time, when he offers his hand to help me stand, I take it. The moment I’m up on my feet, I sway and almost plop right back down.
“Oh!” I gasp and cling to him.
“Be happy that I didn’t opt for the vibrating kind,” Daniel teases.
I narrow my eyes at him. “Oh, so generous.”
“You don’t like it?”
“...I didn’t say that.”
“Alright then. Let’s go celebrate!” Daniel says as I take his arm. I hope that somehow this is going to be just as impossible for him as it is for me. He leads me slowly into the hallway and chuckles darkly.
“What?” I ask, trying to focus on anything at all besides the plug. Then I see what made him laugh: the stairs. Going down them is going to be interesting, to say the least.
The party is over in a flash. Food and conversation come to mind. I think I even managed to dance with Daniel once or twice, but all I can think about is the plug and how badly I want to drag Daniel into the nearest empty room. It doesn”t have to be long. I”ve been a good little girl. I deserve to cum, and I desperately need it right now.
Daniel is having a chat with Michael, but I know it”s not about business. They would have left the room if it had been about business. I”m learning when I can and cannot interrupt him about things like this. This is one of those things for which I can interrupt him.
I head over slowly, counting my steps silently inside of my head. Even though it’s been a few hours at least, I still haven’t gotten used to the thing. I place my hand softly on Daniel’s arm to get his attention and flash a too-bright smile at Michael.
“Sorry, but I need to borrow my fiancé for just a moment,” I say too quickly. I’m sure that my cheeks are beet red. If they are, at least he doesn’t call me out on it. Daniel’s shit-eating grin clearly does though.
“Something the matter?”
“Yes,” I hiss through my teeth and slowly walk us away from the party and into the small study just off the dining room.
“Are you sure that whatever this is couldn’t wait?” Daniel teases as he steps in closer to me. He places a hand on either side of my waist as I close the pocket doors and snap the lock into place.
“I’m sure.” I breathe. “I feel like I’m coming out of my skin… please,” I beg. The words come so easily now. I lean into his touch and lift my chin hoping that he will kiss me. He doesn’t.
“Hm, are you certain that you have earned something like this, pet?” Daniel asks in that rich, deep tone of voice that I love so much. He reaches up and undoes the top three buttons of his shirt as he speaks.
I nod. “Yes, I’m sure.”
I”m putty in his hands as he spins me around toward the small desk in the center of the room. My hips slammed into the polished wood so hard that the items on the desk”s top shook. A pen falls to the floor after rolling off to the side. Lifting one hip, I ease myself onto the desk, followed by the other. When he speaks, I”m already starting to pull up the skirt of my dress.
“Let me see.”
The insides of my thighs are coated with my desire.
“Put your heels on the desk,” Daniel commands and I comply, baring myself completely before him. I can see his erection tenting his slacks. I’m not a patient woman when it comes to my desire for him, but he doesn’t give me what I want. Not yet.
Daniel kisses me. The sort of all-consuming kiss so full of heat that it fully short-circuits my brain for a moment. My body is frozen before I can respond in equal measure. “Such a good pet for me, aren’t you?” he groans into my lips, and I nod.
“Yes, yes I am a good girl,” my fingers push up into his hair as he kisses down the side of my neck. He pulls down the strap of my black dress and covers the exposed skin with kisses and love bites as he makes his way lower. I drop my hands from his hair and hastily bunch up the rest of my skirt in my hands just as he buries his face between my thighs. I nearly fall over backward as his tongue circles my clit. His fingers find my center, pushing inside of me in a tortuously slow fashion. My heel nearly slips off of the desk as he feasts on me. Daniel flicks and sucks at the small bundle of nerves as the double penetration of plug and fingers threatens to pull me over the edge.
“P-please,” I moan. “Please… I need you,” I request in as a direct fashion as I’m capable of at this exact minute.
I can feel Daniel grin against my skin as he works me closer and closer toward my orgasm.
I hear the teeth of his zipper, and I know my reward is close. So, so close. He doesn’t take the plug out as he replaces his fingers with his hard length. He eases into me slowly, letting me adjust to the sensation. “I love how you feel around me, pet,” he groans, and he grabs hold of my hips tightly. I grip the edge of the desk as he starts to fuck me. He sets a slow pace at first as if to mock my whimpers of need. Then faster, delaying my orgasm until he knows that I’m going to shatter apart under the force of it.
“I want to feel it, pet. I want to feel you come apart for me,” he groans—and I do. I release all of that tension and pent-up sexual desire like it’s the last time I’ll ever be rewarded with such bliss. My eyes shut, and I sag onto the desk as I clench around him. Daniel’s heat fills me as we climax together. I can’t even imagine what it’s going to feel like with the real thing back there instead of the metal.
Daniel slowly pulls the plug from me in the warm afterglow of my orgasm, where I’m boneless and happy. I hear it clatter to the floor before he slides himself out of me. He leans forward over me and kisses the point of my chin.
“I can’t wait to do that for the rest of our lives,” he says as he pulls me into his arms.
If I could speak, I would have to agree.
“Now, pull yourself together. I have plenty more planned for us this evening,” Daniel says with a mischievous grin.