Demitri
As I switch places with Lucas, I slide deep into her, feeling her body cling to me with an intensity that sends a shiver through every inch of my being. She whimpers softly, her voice thick with need, and I can feel her trembling, fully surrendered to the moment. I try to stay focused, to ignore the flood of thoughts swirling in my mind. It’s a shift I didn’t expect—to see her transform from the stubborn, rebellious woman who resisted every command to someone craving approval, relishing in being good.
I know that if I let myself dwell on it now, I’ll ask questions that might break the spell she’s in. And she’s… happy. The dreamy, faraway look in her eyes, the way her body melts into every movement, each touch—it’s clear she’s found her way into subspace, lost in that peaceful, hi
