Mine to Keep

Chapter 4

Yeji's

I must've fallen asleep in Ryujin's arms because I wake up when the plane begins to descend. Opening my eyes, I stare at the unfamiliar surroundings, my body sore and aching from the sex we just had.

I had forgotten what it was like with Ryujin, how devastating and cathartic the roller coaster ride of pain and ecstasy could be.

I feel both empty and exhilarated at the same time, wrong out, yet invigorated by the maelstrom of emotions.

Sitting up gingerly, I wince as my bruised bottom touches the sheets. That had been one of the more intense belting sessions.

I won't be surprised if these bruises last a while. Casting a glance around the room, I spot a door that I assume leads to the bathroom.

Ryujin is not in the room, so I get up and go over there, feeling the need to wash up.

To my surprise, the bathroom contains a small shower, as well as a real sink and toilet. With all these amenities, Ryujin's jet seems more like a flying hotel than any commercial plane I've been on.

There is even a plastic-wrapped toothbrush, toothpaste, and mouthwash tucked inside a little shelf on the wall.

I use all three and follow up with a quick shower. Then, feeling infinitely more refreshed, I go back into the bedroom to get dressed.

When I enter the main cabin, I see Ryujin sitting on the couch, an open laptop on the table in front of her.

The sleeves of her shirt are pushed up, exposing her forearms, and there is a frown of concentration on her face.

She looks serious and so devastatingly beautiful that my breath catches for a moment. As though sensing my presence, she looks up, her eyes gleaming.

"How are you, my pet?" she asks, her voice low and intimate, and I feel a hot flush moving over my entire body in response.

"I'm fine." I don't know what else to say. My butt hurts because you whipped me, but that's okay because you trained me to enjoy it? Yeah, sure.

Her lips curl in a slow smile. "Good. I'm glad to hear it. I was just about to come get you. You should get into your sea we'll be landing soon."

"Okay." I follow her suggestion, trying not to flinch at the pain caused by the simple act of sitting down. I will definitely have bruises for the next few days.

Strapping myself in, I look out the window, curious about our destination. As the plane breaks through the cloud cover, I see a large city spread out below, with mountains looming on the edge of it. "What city is that?" I ask, turning towards Ryujin.

"Bogotá," she replies, closing her laptop. Picking it up, she walks over to sit down next to me. "We'll only be there for a few hours."

"You have business there?"

"You could say that." She looks vaguely amused. "There is something I'd like to get done before we fly to the estate."

"What?" I inquire warily. An amused Ryujin is rarely a good sign.

"You'll see." And opening the laptop again, she focuses on whatever she was doing before.

A black car similar to the one that dropped us off at the airport waits for us when we get off the plane.

Bambam assumes the role of our driver again, while Ryujin continues working on her laptop, seemingly absorbed in her task.

I don't mind. I'm too busy staring at everything as we drive through the crowded streets.