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Full of our cum.

Becoming the mother she’s always dreamed of being.

As beautiful as the first time I laid eyes on her.

I leave the club’s main floor and head up the lavish front stairs to our apartment, my body thrumming with anticipation. She’s close. I can feel it. A week apart has felt like an eternity—especially after burying myself inside of her and leaving a piece of me behind. It’s not just about the sex—although fucking amazing—it’s about the promise we made to each other.

I will give Celia everything she needs to be happy.

It’s up to her to decide how she receives it.

With a diamond ring on her finger and a baby in her belly… or locked in a cage, collared in leather, until she learns how good it feels to be ours.