Scent of Surrender

Kiana knelt on the bed beside him, her thighs brushing against his ass as she lowered herself onto her haunches. She raised the whip in both hands, the leather crackling with tension. 'Do you belong to me, Trey?'

His voice was raw when he answered, even before the tip of the whip cracked against his flesh. 'Yes, baby. I always belong to you.'

The sting was sharp but fleeting, and she already had her hand on his back, rubbing soothing circles over the welt. 'That's my man,' she murmured, pulling him into a deep kiss. The bedroom was suffused with the scent of sweat, arousal, and heat.

She broke the kiss to look at him, her eyes locking onto his with fierce intensity. 'Tell me what you saw tonight. Every little detail.'

Trey hesitated only a moment before speaking, his voice gravelly with desire and compersion. 'The club was packed, Kiana. A lot of men looking to make a move. I was on high alert the whole time, but I didn't lose sight of her for a second. She was wearing dark red lipstick, and she kept running her fingers through her hair. She was checking out other men the whole time, but she never took her eyes off the dance floor.'

Kiana listened intently, letting his words wash over her. When he finished speaking, she leaned in close and whispered, 'And did you want to be the one to take her home tonight?'

Trey swallowed hard, fighting the compersion that surged through him. 'I wanted to so damn much, baby. But it belongs to you. Always has and always will.'

She pulled back and looked at him with fierce pride. 'That's my man. You're the best guard I've ever had because you know that your loyalty is your ultimate power. You don't fight what we are; you surrender to it completely.'

Kiana stood up and began to undo the buttons on her nightgown, one by one. The fabric pooled at her feet, leaving her in nothing but her black lace thong and matching bra. She straddled the bed beside him, her thighs pressing against his sides.

'Look at me, Trey,' she commanded. 'Tell me what you want right now.'

He met her gaze, his heart pounding with a fierce mixture of love and compersion. 'I want to make you come so hard that you forget every single man who ever looked at you tonight. I want you to know that even when you're out there looking like royalty, your home is where your king keeps you safe.'