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His words were a thousand love songs playing in my soul. His touch delivered me into a universe of joy and ecstasy that outshone any of the stars sparkling in the darkness.

Theo’s love lit up my heart with the promise of a future I’d only dared to dream of.

“Theo, my Theo,” I whispered in his ear as he kissed my neck, his lips warm and soft against my skin. “Don’t ever stop.”

“Never, beauty, never.”

Chapter Sixty-Six

THEO

The temple was empty, except for the two of us.

Everleigh’s body was tied up on the wall, her naked skin glowing in the torchlight. I slid the soft leather of the whip across her cheek. Slowly, I trailed it down, feathering her collarbone, her heaving breasts, her quivering belly. A slow smile lingered on my face as I watched her squirm.

She didn’t know what was coming.

But she knew she could trust me.

She trusted me to keep her safe. But she also trusted me to push her boundaries, to delve into her most intimate fantasies and meet her there.

I pulled the whip back and gently tapped it between her thighs. She moaned, a low delicious sound that was music to my ears. I slid the leather up between her lips, the moistness clinging to it a sure sign of her arousal. “Tell me what you want, spoiled girl.”

She looked up at me, shaking her head. “No. You know what I want, Theo.”

“Tell me. Say it,” I demanded.

“Please, Theo,” she said, as I slapped the leather against her pussy just a little harder.

“Please, what? Is that what you want?”

“More, yes, please more?”

I slapped the leather against her harder. She writhed as much as she could in her restraints.

“Like that?” I growled, my cock throbbing painfully between my legs.

“Harder, Theo,” she urged.

I slapped harder between her legs. We’d been coming to the temple for months now, all alone at night when the place was deserted. Just the two of us, testing our boundaries and exploring our growing intimacy.

I slapped the whip against her pussy harder, over and over, rhythmically pulling the pleasure from her clit until she came violently, the familiar flush turning her face a beautiful, glowing pink that told me she’d lost herself in bliss.

The fact that I was the one to make her feel this way meant so much to me. I spent hours doing my best to please Everleigh, and she returned that love and passion ten-fold.

As her orgasm subsided, she slowly blinked her eyes open. They shone bright with satisfaction.

“Untie me, Theo. It’s your turn.”

The passion in her voice almost brought me to my knees.

I did as she asked, slowly untying the ropes I’d so carefully tied around her wrists and ankles. I stood back, and our roles reversed as a spark of darkness flared to life in her eyes.

Epilogue

EVERLEIGH

Isank to my knees in front of Theo.