"Never," he promised. How could he possibly forget when his Dom was taking care of him right now? Focusing solely on his sub to keep him safe and loved? That was absurd. "Never forget. You—ah."

He cut off a breathless gasp as nails gently raked across his skin, just enough to send a flurry of sensation whispering down his nerves. His legs, still wrapped around his Dom's waist and back, squeezed and pulled downward trying to keep his Dom. This was his and he was not his own and everything was right. "Eli," he moaned, the name on his lips meaning everything to him. It was instinct beyond his missing thoughts. This was his Dom.