Page 40 of The Cat's Dom

When he raised his head, her breathing was heavy, and her blood felt like molten lava in her veins. She wanted desperately to beg him to take her but knew that would only displease him.

He studied her expression for a moment and then smiled gently. “I’m a very lucky Dom to have found a sub so perfect for me.”

Cat blinked a few times but stayed silent.

He lifted her off the counter so she stood before him and then cupped her face. “I’m going to help the other guys. I want you to stay in the condo.”

“Okay,” she said.

She watched him leave and then exhaled. When he was by her, that was all she could focus on. He’d taken over her senses like he had her life and emotions. He was the reason she was healing, and he showed her in so many ways how much he cared.

He was becoming her whole world, and for the most part, she was thrilled, but there was still a tiny part that thought he was too good to be true, and he’d hurt her like everyone else. She could tell he sensed her fear, but he just stayed patient with her and would tell her with time, she’d know.

Cat spent the next few hours putting their condo together. When she smoothed the new sheets on their bed, her body started tingling, and she imagined them lying together and his hands on her.

She couldn’t believe how far she’d come in just a few months. She was at a place in her life she never thought she’d get to. She was living with a man, sleeping with him, and having sex. The way he fucked her was beyond her expectations, and she couldn’t get enough of him.

He thought he was lucky to have her. She was beyond lucky and more like blessed to have him in her life. She found herself thanking God every day and praying it would never end.

A week later, she was putting on the fetish wear that Macy had gotten her. Macy had been considerate of hiding the scars on her back with mesh fabric, but he told her it wouldn’t always be that way. He didn’t want her to be ashamed of them.

“Are you ready?” Macy asked from the doorway, and then his eyes widened. “Holy fuck.” He walked to her and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her deeply and then raised his head. “I think we might have a problem.”

She would have been worried except for his eye’s light of love and need. “What?”

“I don’t want anyone to see you like this.”

She snorted. “You better get used to it. You own a kink club.”

He grunted. “It doesn’t mean I can’t be jealous.”

“And you know you don’t have to be jealous because you have every cell of my being. Now, I worry about my Dom looking so hot.”

He chuckled. He was dressed in black leather pants and a silky black shirt. For some reason, he looked bigger than normal.

“And you have every molecule of mine, so we’re safe.”

She snorted. “You just had to go farther than me.”

“With the molecule being smaller, than the cell? I think they will balance each other because we both still give all of ourselves.”

“You’re so smart.” She hugged him.

“Okay, now tell me what you’re supposed to do tonight?”

She wanted to roll her eyes because they’d been over it twenty times already. “I will never leave the sub lounge unless it’s with one of you guys.”

“That’s right.”

“Hey, guys,” Jake yelled from the front door.

“Let’s go.”

She smiled up at him and wrapped an arm around his waist.

“Holy shit,” Jake said with wide eyes. “Does she have to wear something so revealing?”

Cat snorted. “Jake, it’s a kink club. What do you expect me to wear?”

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