Chapter 229: I need you to remind me who I belong to [18+]
Damon stepped back into the cave as the last light faded beyond the entrance.
The fire crackled low in the center, casting long shadows across the stone walls.
Ariel and Mio had already settled near the warmth, their breathing slow and steady as they drifted toward sleep.
But Mia wasn’t with them.
He scanned the chamber and found her in the deepest corner, where the firelight barely reached.
She sat with her back against the wall, her knees drawn up, her purple eyes fixed on him.
She didn’t move.
She didn’t speak.
She just watched him, her gaze heavy with something that had been building for weeks.
Damon walked toward her.
The shadows swallowed him as he approached, and Mia rose to her feet, her movements slow and deliberate.
"You were with Mio." she said.
Her voice was quiet, but there was an edge to it.
"I was." Damon replied.
Mia stepped closer, her hand rising to rest against his chest.
"I’ve been patient." she said.
"I watched you train her. I watched you take her. I watched you fill her."
Her fingers curled into his robe.
"But I haven’t had my correction."
Damon looked down at her.
Her eyes were dark, her pupils dilated, her breath coming in shallow, controlled bursts.
"Correction?" he asked.
Mia nodded.
"I’ve been training hard. Behaving. Waiting." she said.
"But I need you to remind me who I belong to."
She reached behind her back and produced the enchanted cuffs he had bought from the Lust Store.
"I want to feel it." she said.
"I want to feel the stone. The cold. The weight of you on top of me."
She held the cuffs out to him.
"Bind me."
Damon took the cuffs.
The metal was cool in his hands, the enchantments humming faintly against his skin.
"Turn around." he said.
Mia turned.
She presented her back to him, her hands coming together behind her spine.
Damon clicked the cuffs around her wrists.
The metal locked into place, and Mia let out a soft breath.
"Good." she whispered.
Damon guided her forward, toward the deepest part of the cave where the stone was coldest and the shadows thickest.
He pressed her down.
Mia went willingly, lowering herself to her stomach on the stone floor.
Her bound arms rested against the small of her back, and she turned her head to the side, her purple hair spreading across the rock.
She was completely exposed.
The firelight barely touched her here, but his Incubus Celestial Eyes saw everything.
The curve of her spine. The swell of her ass. The way her thighs pressed together, already trembling.
"Please." she whispered.
Damon knelt behind her.
He ran his hand along her back, feeling the tension in her muscles, the way she shivered under his touch.
Then he activated Incubus Touch.
The sensation bloomed under her skin, and Mia gasped, her body arching slightly.
"Ahhnnn~!"
The cold stone pressed against her chest, her stomach, her thighs.
But his hand was hot.
The contrast was electric.
Damon traced his fingers down her spine, and every point of contact sent waves of pleasure through her.
She whimpered and pressed her face against the stone.
"More." she breathed.
"Please."
Damon grabbed her hips and pulled them up slightly, positioning her.
He freed his cock and pressed it against her pussy.
She was already soaked.
The heat of her body had melted any resistance, and his tip slid easily through her folds.
He pushed forward.
Mia cried out as he entered her, her bound arms straining against the cuffs.
The cold stone pressed against her front while his hot body covered her back.
Every inch of her was caught between extremes.
Damon thrust deeper.
The position was primal, raw, his weight pressing her down as he took her from behind.
Mia’s breath came in ragged gasps, her fingers clenching and unclenching behind her back.
"Yes~!" she gasped.
"Yes, yes, yes~!"
Damon grabbed her bound wrists and used them as leverage, driving deeper into her.
The stone scraped against her knees, her hips, her chest, but every scrape was transformed by Incubus Touch into another wave of pleasure.
She was drowning in it.
"Harder~!" she begged.
"Please, Damon, harder~!"
He slammed into her.
The sound of their bodies meeting echoed off the cave walls, but Mia didn’t care who heard.
She was lost.
The cold stone, the hot skin, the pressure of his body pinning her down, the way his cock filled her completely.
It was everything she had been waiting for.
Damon leaned forward, his chest pressing against her back, his lips brushing her ear.
"You’re mine." he said.
"Yes~!" she sobbed.
"I’m yours~! I’m yours, Damon~!"
He thrust harder.
The cuffs clinked against her wrists as she strained against them, but she didn’t want to escape.
She wanted to be held down.
She wanted to be taken.
She wanted to be his.
"I’m coming~!" she screamed.
"I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m—"
Her body seized as the orgasm hit her.
Her pussy clamped down on his cock, her back arching, her voice lost to the darkness as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her.
Damon didn’t stop.
He thrust through her climax, driving deeper, pushing her higher.
Her body was shaking, her breath coming in broken gasps, but she didn’t tell him to stop.
She couldn’t.
She didn’t want him to.
Damon grabbed her hips and drove deep one final time.
He released inside her, his seed filling her as she climaxed again, her body convulsing beneath him.
They stayed like that for a long moment.
Damon’s weight pressed her down, his cock still buried inside her, his breath hot against her neck.
Mia lay limp beneath him, her bound arms resting against her back, her face pressed against the cold stone.
"That was..." she whispered.
"Perfect."
Damon pulled out slowly and unlocked the cuffs.
Mia rolled onto her side, her body aching, her skin marked by the stone.
But she was smiling.
She reached up and touched his face.
"I love you." she said.
Damon kissed her forehead.
"I love you too."
Mia curled against him, her head resting on his chest, her body still trembling with aftershocks.
In the shadows of the cave, surrounded by the cold stone and the fading firelight, she had found exactly what she needed.
Correction.
And belonging.