Midnight Series (camren version)

Chapter 54

Mistress

It was going far better than I had hoped for.

I'd asked her several questions, and she had answered all of them perfectly. I'd even asked what she would think if I didn't feel like she thought I would. My body temperature was that of the room, and although it wasn't cold, a seventy degree body would feel quite chilly to a nearly one hundred degree one.

She had made me so happy with her response.

"It won't matter, Mistress. I just want to touch you, to bring you pleasure, to hold you and to be held by you."

I had never had a reason to cry before, yet I felt as if there were tears in my eyes. I cleared my throat. She wanted to hold me and to be held by me. It was what I'd longed for. In the journal, she had also said that she wanted me to be inside of her. I had to make sure she still wanted that.

"And you want to feel me inside of you. I have brought you countless orgasms. Why is that so important to you?"

I heard her heart beat wildly in her chest.

"It is important to me because then I will feel like I am completely yours.

That you have claimed me as your own, and that we have become one."

Her words made my head spin and my cock twitch. She wanted to be one, to be mated with me. I'd heard all that I needed to hear. It was time to claim her as mine.

I'd been to many collaring ceremonies, but I'd never given a woman my collar, and I never really thought this day would happen. I asked the question I never thought I would. "My butterfly, do you accept this collar? Do you accept me as your one and only Mistress?"

I'd been alive for nearly two hundred years, and yet the space of time that elapsed between my question and her answer seemed longer. Finally, she spoke.

"Yes, Mistress," she said with a smile. "I accept you as my one and only Mistress—the only one that I will serve. I will spend the rest of my life giving myself to you to please you."

I felt what would be the equivalent to human adrenaline rushing through my body at her words—something I had never felt before. It was an amazing feeling. I'd never felt so alive, I'd never felt so in love. "You may look at me," I said, my voice thick.

Without another word, I clasped the collar on her neck, snapping the lock into place. Her eyes never left mine as I lifted her from the floor and carried her to the bed. We'd never used it in training, and now I was glad it had remained pure, waiting for this moment.

I wanted to take her, ravage her, but I knew that we had to do things properly or she could get hurt. Besides, she didn't know the truth, and I didn't want to taint tonight with lies.

"My butterfly, my beautiful butterfly," I said, kissing her neck. I so didn't want this to end, but I also didn't want to go any further without telling her the truth. "There is something about me you need to know."

"Mmmmmm," she said, running her hands up my back. She froze instantly when she touched my cool body.

"Let me explain," I started to say as I stared down at her, but she interrupted me.

"Are you married?"

I was taken by surprise, prepared to explain how I was a Nermac, but that there was nothing to fear. I was prepared to explain everything about my kind. But my marital status? That was what she wondered about?

"Uh, no...but I need to explain."

"Shhh," she said, pressing her finger to my lips. "If you aren't married, I don't need to know anything more. I accept you as you are."

"But..."

"Are you married?"

"No," I said with a smile. "I've never been married, but I think you need..."

"You. I need you. The rest can wait until later, right?" "Ok," I smiled.

We were definitely not in Dominant/submissive mode, but I loved her like this. I loved her.

I kissed her passionately on the lips, and when she started writhing under me, I realized that she needed air. Not wanting to stop kissing her, I moved to her neck while she caught her breath.

"I love you," I murmured into her soft skin. She stilled.

It seemed like an eternity before she exhaled. "I love you, too."

I kissed her fiercely, and it was different this time. This time, she'd declared she loved me. I wanted nothing more than to make her officially my mate.

It was time. I had wanted her to know everything about me, but to her it didn't matter. She had accepted me for who I was. I knew it was a bit of a cop out—never in a million years would she guess what I truly was—but at that moment, I was just going with it. I didn't want to take anything away from her tonight. Collaring ceremonies were very special to submissives. In a way, they were like weddings. Vows were exchanged, a symbol of the relationship was given, and then the union was consummated. We had exchanged our promises, I'd given her her permanent collar, and now I wanted to consummate our union. "And now, my butterfly, I'd like to consummate our relationship."

She bit her lip and looked at me.

"Kneel, my beautiful girl," I said, placing one of the large pillows from the bed on the floor.

She moved quickly to the floor and took her waiting position. It was beautiful the way her body looked, nude with the exception of my collar around her neck, the heart resting just above her cleavage.

I stood in front of her and removed my slacks. I saw her glance up, then catch herself and look back at the ground again.

"I am your Mistress. You will serve this body. Look at my body, butterfly."

She raised her eyes slowly and, realizing she was eye level with my cock, gasped. I loved her reaction to my body.

A bit of fluid seeped from the slit at the end of my hard shaft, and my girl groaned at the sight of it. She licked her lips quickly, then sunk her teeth into her lower one. Fuck, I wanted that mouth, and I wanted it now.