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"Why not? Besides it's been a long time since I've had a taste of you," Inara smirked and pulled at his ear piercing teasingly.
Kyren's grip tightened around her waist, his fingers sinking into her skin, leaving red marks in their wake.
"Let me take you to my favorite spot," he murmured before sweeping Inara into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck, fully aware of where her husband was leading her.
With a press of a button, the bookshelf slid open, revealing their hidden escape. As they stepped inside, Kyren shut it behind them, flicking on the lights with a knowing smirk.
The room was an intimate haven, bathed in a soft, golden glow from dim, recessed lighting. The walls were adorned with sleek, charcoal-gray panels, creating a modern yet seductive atmosphere. At the center, a king-sized bed with deep black satin sheets beckoned, its headboard padded and lined with hidden hooks for restraints.
To the side, a wall-mounted rack held their collection of toys- ranging from velvet blindfolds, polished leather cuffs, silk restraints to intricately designed vibrators, all arranged neatly, tempting in their variety. A chaise in rich, dark leather was positioned nearby, adding an element of intrigue.
The air smelled faintly of sandalwood and leather, heightening the room's sensual energy. Every detail was designed for pleasure, privacy, and passion.
"It's been a while, hasn't it, baby?" Kyren whispered against Inara's lips, his voice low and teasing. She nodded, her eyes fixed on his mouth, longing evident in her gaze, but there was something else that he quite couldn't figure out.
"What’s the matter, baby? Don’t you want this?" Kyren asked, his fingers gently tracing her cheek.
"It’s not that, I just..." Inara’s voice faltered as she looked away, avoiding his eyes.
"Hey, look at me," Kyren murmured, turning her face gently toward him. "Tell me what’s really going on."
With tears in her eyes, Inara confessed, "I’m insecure about my body. I’ve got stretch marks all over, and lately, I don’t feel good about how I look. I’ve been so caught up with everything, I haven’t taken care of myself."
Kyren listened with deep care, his fingers gently brushing her hair back as he pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. "You know," he began softly, "your body tells a story—one of strength, survival, and love. These marks aren’t imperfections; they’re the paths you’ve walked, the battles you’ve won. They show me how much you’ve lived, how fiercely you’ve loved. You are beautiful, just as you are. And those amber eyes? They still burn with the same fire that captivated me from the start. You don’t have to be perfect—you’re enough, and I love you completely, as you are."
He smiled, his words like a soft balm. "The world might make you feel like you have to fit into some mold, but you—just you, with all your scars, your strength, and your light—you’re more than enough."
Inara blinked back her tears, touched by his words. She took a deep breath, her voice trembling but filled with emotion. "I don’t know how you do it," she whispered, her gaze softening as she looked into his eyes. "You always know just what to say to make me feel seen, loved... like I’m enough."
She smiled through her tears, her fingers lightly brushing against his cheek. "I’ve spent so long trying to hide my imperfections, but you make me feel like they’re something to be proud of. I guess… maybe it’s time I start seeing myself the way you see me."
Her voice grew steadier as she added, "Thank you, for loving all of me. I love you more than words can say."
"Then let me show you how much I love you, in ways words never could," Kyren replied softly.
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Romance"Lower your voice, or I'll make sure you're moaning so much that only my cum will be spilling from your mouth, not words." He leaned in, his voice a dangerous whisper. She smirked, her eyes locking with his, full of challenge. "Is that all? I though...
