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David Shaw laughed, low and languid, as he saw his mate wiggle and writhe on the mattress, their hands above their head. The determined look on their face made his heart skip a beat. The way their scrunched their lips and furrowed their brow as they fought to free their clasped hands from over their head brought a downright wolfish smile to David’s face. “Ugh,” they grunted.“What is it, Angel?” he asked innocently, tracing the edge of his sharp fingernail along his mate’s heaving chest. David leaned forward, letting his knees take the brunt of his weights as he straddled Angel at their hips. Their whole body bucked up into David’s sensitive body as they tried in vain to move their hands even an inch. “You look frustrated. What do you want?“You know wh-what I w-want,” Angel playfully sneered, flexing every muscle they could in an attempt to create enough leverage to dislodge their hands from the comfortable pillow. “Big j-j-jerk.”That was an accurate statement. David did know exactly what Angel wanted: to run their hands, (and probably, other select body parts) all along his solid, muscular body without a second thought. He also knew exactly why Angel was unable to do exactly that, even though there was absolutely no physical restraint keeping their hands frozen in place.Because he had told them so.During moments of intimacy, David telling Angel what to do was nothing new. This time, however, there was a new element to their beloved dynamic: a consensual trance.Having grown up with magic, David was no stranger to the idea of purchasing the occasional trance to help with daily life. Angel, on the other hand, was simply astounded when they had heard about the existence of the On-Demand Trance and Hypnomagic Bureau at the Magical Wares and Services Depot. They had lampooned David with questions all the way home, somehow splitting their attention between David’s answers and researching the ins and outs of the highly regulated process of purchasing a trance. They absorbed each new piece of information like a sponge, their high-speed brain already imagining a number of scenarios and circumstances where a trance might come in handy and storing that information away for a more apt time.And David had to agree, this was certainly one of those apt times.At first, David wasn’t particularly keen on the idea of partaking in tranceplay, but it wasn’t as if he was opposed to it, either. He had never done something like that before, but with Angel, he felt like anything could be an adventure by sheer virtue of including his breathtaking, daring, incredible mate. He wasn’t exactly sure what a trance would even add to their dynamics, given how often (but not always) David often assumed a more dominant role. So what if Angel was magically compelled to follow his instructions? One way or another, they seemed all too happy to follow his instructions even without being entranced. Still, David couldn’t deny Angel a thing, especially when they brought up the possibility of purchasing a trance as a means to enhance an intimate moment without pressure, expectation, or argument. They simply asked his thoughts about it, communicated their own interest, and assured David that his feelings towards tranceplay were valid and would be respected, no matter what. As experimental as Angel could get, they always made it clear that David’s own excitement was a necessary element to anything they’d ever want to do.Well, what alpha in his right mind could ever resist that?So, off the pair went to purchase their own trance from one of the trained employees on duty at the Bureau. Jelani, a friendly vampire from the House of Kystanmann, expertly fielded every one of Angel’s questions, outlined and explained the details of the particular trance they were asking to buy, informed David about his responsibility as the person in control of Angel once the trance was enacted, and oversaw Angel and David agree on a safeword that would allow either of them to break the trance at any time no matter what. That was a requirement of all trances purchased through legal and official means. Once everyone felt confident they understood what would be happening, Jelani initiated the trance, instructing Angel that at 8:00PM, they’d be completely spellbound by David.David watched silently as Angel met Jelani’s silver eyes. If he had blinked, David might not have caught the quick flash of red that captured Angel’s gaze and magically entwined their mind. He was surprised, and yet not disappointed, to see Angel relax and accept Jalani’s instructions as reality. It was as if David could see their thoughts, usually so busy and fast, evaporate into slow nothingness.At Jelani’s cue, Angel returned to their senses instantaneously, that brightness resurfacing quickly as they blinked a few times to reorient themselves. David glanced at his watch, casually figuring out how many hours and minutes it would be until 8:00PM finally arrived.David had wasted no time. At 7:59PM, he was sitting on the bed next to Angel, leaning heavily on the mattress to steady himself as he kissed them deeply, palm lightly brushing against the hem of their shirt. By 8:03PM, after a few choice commands David had been practicing inside his head all day long, Angel was stripped of their clothes and straddling David’s lap, determinedly rubbing up against him and kissing his entire body with unabashed fervor.And that was only the first of many commands he had planned for their night.“Oh, now, now, now.” David clicked his tongue against his teeth, both hands massaging circles into Angel’s shoulders in time with each click. “Are you resorting to name calling? My Angel? That can’t possibly be.” He feigned a sharp gasp.“Oh, it be,” Angel snarked, rocking against the nonexistent restraints holding them in place. They smothered a smile when a jolt of delight zipped through their chest. As rebellious and defiant as they still felt, Angel knew that the trance magic that would compel them to devotedly follow David’s instructions. It was a playful, safe way to push their own boundaries with submission even further than they’d ever thought possible. “And there’s more where that one came from. Mutt! Jackass!” They renewed their efforts to escape the invisible bondage. “Bastard.”When it came to bedroom activities, Angel loved to fight until their last quaking breath, but that was only because they loved to lose the fight more. Falling into David’s ready and waiting arms brought Angel a rush of ecstasy nothing else could. It was difficult for them to be able to strike that tenuous balance, but somehow with David, they hit the sweet spot again and again. Angel was mentally fierce, withstanding anything that came between them and their objective in daily life. In life, they had to be strong; with David, Angel could finally let go. Maybe that was why the alpha mate reveled in the blessed combination of submission and earned praise for ceding control to David.A trance added an extra, delicious layer of playfulness and sensation. The magical enthrallment gave Angel a safe and splendid way to enjoy the best of both worlds. They could both put up that show of resistance and menace and yet, be sure that they’d give in and reap the sweet reward that they so desperately craved: to fold under David’s dominance so they could melt away into docile depravity.“So bratty, so defiant,” David observed, raising an eyebrow. Even as a wolf, he enjoyed playing with his prey just a little bit too much. For David, the thrill of the hunt culminated at the moment his target knew all was lost, but still tried to muster up a haphazard attempt at escape. It was the moment that marked David’s success as a predator, signaling that the hunt was over, but the celebration was just beginning. “I hate seeing you so tense and stressed,” he innocently cooed, tracing his thumbs along Angel’s hip creases. “What in the world could I possibly do to help you?”Angel gasped, the shifter’s feather-light touches far less than the sensation they needed to feel any sort of release. David had been mercilessly teasing them, mapping out a perimeter of pleasure on their slick body without letting the contact stay for more than a breath or two. He had endlessly primed and prepared them to receive what he longed to give to them, only to prolong their wait until their patience wore paper-thin. Angel’s growing need for David heightened with every passing second, further exacerbated by their frustration and fight to take what they wanted, rather than allow David to give it to them on his own time and terms.Angel grunted, making a show of rolling their eyes. “Davey…” they warned, as if they were in control, not exposed and underneath a hungry predator.David pinned Angel with his dark, steely gaze. Armed with his own alpha nature and aided by the trance, he felt his core practically swell with power. He watched carefully, eyes trailing across Angel as he noticed every twitch of their muscles and ears seeking out even the smallest of noises that indicated their readiness for what he had planned now that Angel was brought to the intersection of need and impudence.“You need to relax,” David chastised, wagging a disciplinary finger at his misbehaving mate. David ducked low, leaning over Angel without quite laying his massive weight on them as they wished. Wisps of air danced across Angel’s neck and cheek as David spoke. “And that’s why, every time I kiss you, you’re going to get a little more mindless. With every single kiss…” His lips were so close to their earlobe, but he was careful and deliberate not to let them suck on their delicate skin just yet. “You’re going to feel a little less argumentative, and a little more submissive. A little fuzzier. A little bit more eager to submit to your alpha.” His chest rumbled in anticipation at the thought. “How does that sound to my bratty little Angel? Tell me your color.” David made it a point to take as many opportunities as he could to gauge Angel’s response during moments of intimacy. While he trusted Angel implicitly to use their safe-word and knew that even while entranced, they could still rely on that failsafe, David wholeheartedly believed that creating space to reaffirm (or to revoke) consent was essentially for a healthy, respectful sexual dynamic where they could safely explore and serve each other.Besides, there was something deliciously decadent about hearing Angel use their traffic light system to signal they wanted to move forward on the journey David was navigating for them.“Green,” Angel confirmed with a terse nod and a fiery glint in their eyes. “Yeah, g-green.”David gave a wolfish, wicked grin. “Perfect.” He leveraged himself to rest on Angel, offering a slight reprieve for Angel as they continued to fight against the invisible ropes that prevented them from mauling their mate.David quickly began his an onslaught of kisses, one after another. They closed their eyes, feeling the edge of their frustration dull as David lingered an extra moment on their cheek. The fight began to seep out of them as David trailed his lips up their jawline, landing at the corner of their eyelid. Angel heaved a deep sigh as their racing slowed to a crawl. It was as if every one of David’s kisses could reach into their mind and pluck out a thought. Grit gave way to contentment. Angel felt David pepper more kisses along their forehead in quick succession, leaving them pleasantly dazed.“How’re you feeling now?” David gently asked through a kiss just at the edge of Angel’s hairline.Angel felt their entire body unclench as their head emptied of everything but David. “Hrrmmm,” they slurred, feeling as if they were floating along in a dreamy river that washed away their cares and worries. “Feel alright,” they answered dumbly. The capacity to muster up even a shred of dignity fled Angel. Just as David had told them, Angel felt helpless to think about anything. They disintegrated into total mental oblivion, guided by David’s cloying, comforting commands. “No more stress. No more thoughts. Just wanna do whatever you say.”“You're doing so well, Angel,” he validated, voice thicker than honey. “Wonderful.” He felt an inner heat rise and spread all throughout his body. As incredible as it was for David to see that simple smile spread across Angel’s mouth or to feel Angel’s body sag into the mattress as they ceased their struggles against the invisible bonds were not, to hear Angel speak in that slow, breathy tone as they announced having slipped into that submissive state was another level of bliss. “Yeah, that’s it now.” Ever one to push to the extreme, David planted a few more kisses for good measure to help saturate Angel’s senses with pleasure, safety, and unshakable brainlessness. “There you go.” David straightened up and surveyed his work.Angel slightly swayed back and forth, aware of nothing but their urge to lose themselves in David.David took Angel’s lips between his, drinking in their taste with barely restrained fervor. “So mindless and eager to obey, aren’t you now?” David panted, slipping a hand under the nape of Angel’s neck. He gripped them firmly, giving Angel a mini-massage with his curled fingers.“Yeah,” Angel agreed without hesitation. “Yeah, I wanna do what you say, Davey. Wanna feel you control me. Wanna be under your power. Wanna do whatever you want me to do.”David swallowed hungrily, ready to give his mate exactly what they wanted.“That’s right you are,” he asserted, feeling a surge of heat burn through his cheeks. David encased both of Angel’s wrists in one, meaty hand. “You’re not bound by anything anymore,” he decreed, settling more of his weight on top of Angel’s body. Free of the mental bondage, Angel arched their back to seal themselves even closer to David.Angel sighed a sputtering breath from the relief of feeling David’s body rest against theirs. They had no plan, just moved through feeling alone, and it was glorious.David took Angel’s hands and moved them downwards so they came to touch their heaving chest. He didn’t want their shoulders to fatigue. “So go ahead. Show me what you’ve been wanting to do with those hands of yours.”When David gave them back use of their arms, Angel immediately wrapped themselves around David as much as they possibly could. The trance emboldened them with a ferocity David hadn’t realized Angel could inhabit. Their hands wandered across with intense fervor. Squeezing at his hips, rubbing through his chest hair, massaging his back. There was no rhyme or reason to their frenzied movements; all they wanted was to fill their senses with David. They could no longer be bothered with dignity or bravado. The trance had eroded every scrap of self-consciousness within Angel, providing them with an ironic kind of liberation unlike anything they’d ever known.“Oh, Angel,” David groaned, taken by surprise by how amazing it felt when Angel swiped their thumbs across both his nipples in tandem like that. David’s jaw hung open as he shuddered, not quite able to contain his hips from thrusting reflexively at the feeling. “Yeah, that’s it. You’re just my needy, mindless little thrall tonight, aren’t you?” he narrated, letting his hand grip their bent knee.“Mhmm.” Compelled to agree due to David’s careful phrasing, Angel nodded, despite their face being firmly pushed against his sternum. David could feel them assert their agreement while they were in the midst of a sloppy kiss, their tongue gliding over his skin in time with their nod. “Nee’y, min’ess ‘rall. Yours.”In response, David trailed his hand up the inside of their thigh. Slowly, he reached out and touched them where they were most wanting his touch. “And that's just how you like it, don't you?" He slid his hand further, anticipating the way Angel rocked their hips to seal their body to him. "You like knowing you're totally at the mercy of your mate." David began to move his hand in a slow rhythm that had Angel keening instantly.Angel bent their knees and moved themselves with enthusiasm, giving David more access to them. The alpha made good use of their posture, ensuring that he hit that spot and timing that always drove Angel wild. They tossed their head into the air frantically, almost knocking themselves over with the force, but David was quick to catch them with his free hand and gently slowed their descent to the mattress. He shoved a pillow underneath Angel to help them achieve the posture they obviously wanted. Judging by the sound of absolute satisfaction they let out, they were quite pleased with the position.“You’re so beautiful like this,” David softly declared, relishing the way Angel’s eyes grew glassy and unfocused under his electric touch. With the expertise of a sculptor, he melded his hand to their quaking body, delighting at how he could bring Angel to climax with so little effort.Angel’s breath hitched and their hips stuttered.“That’s it, Angel,” David encouraged, always ready to remind Angel that he was there for them during their most vulnerable, intimate moments. “Cum for me. Cum for me now.”The result was immediate. Angel was already primed and ready to follow David’s pointed instruction, but with the help of the trance bending all of Angel’s mental and physical faculties to David’s every uttered whim, they were all too happy to oblige the command of their mate.Throughout his life, David trained his muscles to be as strong and functional as possible. Never had he ever dreamed that there would come a day he’d consider his greatest accomplishment to be, not a deadlift or a bench press, but a nuanced little way he’d learn to wiggle his thumb because the specific movement had a profoundly pleasurable effect on his mate when they needed him the most.Angel tensed in his arms, more than willing to sink into David’s strong embrace as their whole being seemed to disintegrate into a whirlwind of sensation and heat. David held them close, ensuring he supported every one of Angel’s trembling muscles as he helped reposition them on the bed as they gulped breath after deep breath in the orgasm’s wake.David’s mouth indistinctly found their clavicle, teeth latching onto their skin just hard enough to sting, but never hurt. He tongued at the indentations his bite left in their soft skin, licking up the sweet taste of Angel.Angel let out a contented sigh as David’s thumb trailed across their eyebrow in an arching swipe. He loved to see how all the muscles in their face were relaxed and at complete ease. “How are you feeling now?” he whispered before planting a deliberate kiss on their forehead. Between the afterglow and the trance, David knew how vulnerable and pliant they were. It was a great privilege for him to help Angel reach such a mental state, and David took his role of leader quite seriously. The wolf within him always went on high alert, watching over his defenseless mate with the single-minded, hyper-focused protectiveness of a predator.“Good,” Angel reported dreamily once they remembered how to form sensible words again. “Really good.” With just one doe-eyed look of desire, Angel summoned David to snuggle closer to them. He wrapped his whole body around them, sealing every bit of skin together that he possibly could as their bodies entwined around each other. Not only did the physical contact always seem to be something Angel craved, but it also provided David with an assurance he never realized he was missing until he felt Angel wrap their arms around his midsection and cling to them for all they were worth.“Tell me what else you need,” David suggested, feeling the trance magic throb across his core. After using the magic to orchestrate a near-tortuous time, round after round of churning up Angel’s desire only to deny them what they wanted. The trance had let him deepen the degree of edging for Angel beyond even their wildest night, probably making their head spin with frustration and tension. After so thoroughly relishing one extreme of the spectrum by toying with them mercilessly, David was not planning to skimp on the enhancements that the trance would afford his aftercare.David was quite skilled at anticipating Angel’s every need, especially in this context, but the trance gave him an opportunity to inquire. He wasn’t going to let that opportunity pass by him. No matter what Angel’s answer was, David was ready to give them whatever they needed. An extra blanket? He’d gladly melt for them. A snack? David would brave the long journey to the kitchen to give them whatever they wanted, even if their food of choice were a handful of oreos. Wolf cuddles? David would shift on the spot, wrap his furry body around Angel, and whine to their heart’s delight as they pet and stroked that spot on his forehead. If Angel needed David to hunt down a shooting star and bring it back to them between his sharp canines, he’d do it in a heartbeat.“I need…” A look of embarrassment wavered across Angel’s face, but only for a fraction of a moment.David figured that was the trance acting upon Angel, helping them to let go off even the most deep-seeded of insecurities as long as it meant obeying David’s commands. David loved to see Angel exchange that embarrassment for contented relaxation, compelled by the magic to float above any sort of discomfort and instead, be cognizant of only David’s love and support.“I need to be good for you, Davey,” Angel confessed, the mere thought making Angel wiggle closer to David. “That’s what I want to do.” They threaded their hands through his chest hair, whining slightly as they tugged themselves closer.David could barely suppress a growl of delight at the feel of Angel yanking on his hair like that.True to form, their earnest words continued to flow out of Angel’s mouth and straight in David’s heart. “I wanna be your good mate,” they said, not a shred of bravado or brattiness to be found in their speech. “That’s all I ever really want. To submit like that. I need it so bad, Davey. I need to make you know how much I love you. That’s why, that’s why I want to be a good mate for you. I’ll do anything for my alpha.”Any semblance of the sensual innuendo response David had been planning on saying fled his brain. He stared at Angel in shocked awe, the air around him growing hotter and thicker by the second. Here Angel was, stripped of every pretense, erased of every anxiety, and emptied of every worry. They were as bare and raw as they could be, and still, the most pressing desire they had was to love David with every fiber of their being.How had David ever gotten so lucky?Years ago, David had presumed that inheriting his father’s alpha status would also seal his status as a single man for the rest of his life. He had told himself that story over and over again, rationalizing that moving through life alone was the ideal situation for him. He scoffed at the thought of having to make a fool of himself just for the sake of another person. He rolled his eyes at the endless media portrayals of love and romance shoved down his throat. He shook his head when well-meaning pack members and friends broke his chops about not yet having found ‘the one’ yet. David grumbled and groaned his way out of such conversations without too much trouble, but even the surly, grieving alpha didn’t have the heart to tell the truth.
I’m not meant for a mate.
Rather than ever stop to evaluate the veracity of that cold statement, David doubled down on his presumption and took every opportunity he had to convince himself that never taking a mate was an ideal situation. There would never be anyone who’d stand for his sullen moods. There would never be anyone willing to support David as he served his pack. There would never be anyone who would get David’s dry sense of humor, rise to the challenge of David’s insults, or bring the smallest shred of light to David’s dark world.Then, Angel had come waltzing into his life.What had been a dark, arduous, lonely existence suddenly changed into a life full of bright sun, warm hands to hold, and a family to love.Everyone always viewed David's and Angel’s relationship as David having brought Angel into his pack. And to be sure, that was part of it. But David saw the full picture.David knew it was Angel who brought him back into his pack.He loved them. He loved them so damn much. Angel was a source of shining light. They made everything fun, even without trying. They were his beacon of safety, the soft place he could always land, and the sharp edge that would challenge David endlessly. Angel knew exactly when David needed them to cell out his bad behavior and exactly when he needed a pep talk. They shared every bit of themselves as freely as they took all David had to offer. They brought balance into his life after he had felt like his world turned upside down. He could be his whole self with them. They were truly and completely his mate.Good? That title almost seemed to be an insult. Angel was simply the best. How could they ever think that they were anything but?David wanted to be the same for them. No, more than that. He craved to be Angel’s mate in that same way.As Angel wriggled closer to him and continued their entranced, utterly depraved litany of fantasies that all featured them submitting to David’s power, the alpha made it his mission to give his amazing, selfless, sunshine of a mate exactly what they wanted.They wanted to be told they were good? Then David would shower them with all the praise and love he possibly could until they believed every single syllable.“Angel, baby…” David carefully took their chin between his thumb and index finger, tipping their head, pinning them in place merely with his dark, steely gaze. “You are my incredible mate. Forever and always.” He ducked his forehead to meet theirs. “Good? You’re fucking amazing,” he told them honestly, willing them to believe it. “And you always will be in my eyes. I promise.” David sealed the vow with a soft kiss that made Angel release a small sigh. “But if you want proof, and you want me to lead that, then I will. It’s my greatest honor to know you trust me to be that for you.”“I do,” Angel replied, vigorously nodding their head against David. “Please, Davey. Please let me.”David slid his hand up Angel’s face, mapping out the curve of their cheek, stopping to admire their delicate features, before burying his hand in their hair and tugging with just enough force to yank a cry of surprise from them. “Then show me how good you are,” David commanded, each word dripping with confidence and power. It was only then he became painfully aware of how ready his own body was for Angel. “Spread your legs.”Angel readily obeyed, eager to do exactly as David requested. They settled themselves into a suitable position for David, all while craning their neck to see that wild look come over David. It never failed to amaze Angel how, even in his human form, David could exude such savagery. It shouldn’t have been possible for David to strike that balance between ferocity and tenderness. As far as Angel was concerned, though, impossibility had nothing on David Shaw.David didn’t miss a beat, noting how Angel thrived on following his commands. Ever attentive and focused on Angel’s needs, he made sure to craft commands that, while certainly depraved and undignified, would be fun for Angel to fulfill. “Now flip over and grind yourself into my thigh. Show me just how willing you are to do as your alpha says.”Angel dragged themselves along David, fervently and unabashedly letting themselves submit to David’s authority. Without a shred of decency or care, Angel rocked and swayed as they straddled David’s thigh, putting on a lewd, lustful show for David, all while he made sure to keep them balanced upon his thick thigh.“Oh, not so fast there, Angel.” As David began to notice Angel getting closer to climaxing, he put out a hand in front of their face. “Freeze.”Angel stopped moving in an instant, eyes fixated on David’s slightly calloused hand. “Yes, David,” they said in a monotone, struggling to blink their vision back into focus as their lower body hovered in the air.“Tell me your color,” he greedily ordered with an eyebrow raise. David could make anything, even something as simple as a consent check in, seem like an irresistible flirtation.“Green,” Angel confirmed as they used their arms to balance in the air, desperate to resume their gyrating as that burning heat they had built up dissolved into a dull, frustrating ache. They couldn't be bothered with any thoughts except that constant need to finish.David’s laugh arose from deep within his belly. His smile was so wide that his often-hidden dimples appeared. “Look at you, so quick to do what I say, when I say it,” David teased, patting one of their knees before gripping them with his nails to take Angel’s weight from their straining muscles. “It makes me so happy to see you respond like that. Hanging on my every word like the mesmerized mess you are, so excited to do what I say.” He helped Angel dismount from his thigh, settling them onto their back as he knelt around them. “Mhhm, that’s it now,” David praised, noting how Angel’s torso began to squirm and roll just from his charged words. “Tell me, Angel,” David ordered slyly, thoroughly enjoying to see how his praise brought on that glazed, restless expression across Angel’s face. “How’s it feel to be taken apart by your mate until your head is totally empty, and you’re all laid out and waiting and begging for me to take you any way I want?” As if the question alone didn’t leave Angel completely speechless, the deep, hungry kiss that David used to punctuate his query stole any hope they might’ve had to string together a half-cohesive thought.Even so, the magic of the trance pressed upon Angel until they complied with David’s demand. “Feels good,” they said through deep, gulping breaths. Angel looked up at David’s imposing figure, letting their eyes wander around his whole body as he lined himself up with them. “Love when you take me all apart, ‘cause you put me back together. Please?” Angel felt David enter them. Just that warm sensation alone sent their head rolling back and forth against the mattress, mussing up their hair even more than David’s grip had. “Y-your mess, your thr-thrall, your m-m-mate,” Angel stuttered.David pushed himself in further, expertly maneuvering himself into the angle he knew would please Angel. He felt his enhanced sight kick in as he watched Angel, a hot electricity winding itself around his core that David had come to recognize as the mate bond tingling along his threads. His wolf within sang a triumphant howl that drowned out every other thought but Angel. When they joined into one, David exhaled through his own pleasure as Angel totally surrounded him. Truly, that was David’s ideal state of existence: intimately inside Angel, body and spirit.“My mate,” David repeated, gyrating his hips in time with Angel’s haphazard movements. They hooked their knees around David’s waist, giving him the resistance he needed to fall into that familiar rhythm he and Angel knew so well. “Mine,” he reiterated with a definitive thrust. “The rest of the world will never get to see how beautiful you are like this, you know. Just for us, isn’t it?”Angel grunted in half-agreement and half-ecstasy as they felt themselves be stretched to their edge.“Yeah,” David droned with the sultry purr of a skilled hypnotist. “Yeah, just us,” he intoned. “Only I’ll ever get to see you sprawled out underneath me, only I’ll ever get to hear you make those sweet little noises when I touch you, only I’ll get to feel you dragging your nails across my shoulders like that, only I’ll get to know that this part of you exists.” David caressed Angel’s neck before dropping to one elbow so he could plant a well-placed bite on their heaving sternum. “And what should I call this gorgeous side of you that’s just for me, hmm?” He admired the mark, proud to see that it would probably last well until the next day, or maybe more.Slack-jawed and half-lidded, Angel could only manage to force out a yelping whine of delight that made David’s blood rush. They were rapidly losing themselves, and all too happy to do so as long as David was there to catch them.“My sweet, submissive fiance?” David queried, feeling himself lose control of his own stuttering rhythm. “My mesmerized, mindless lover? My desperate, insatiable Angel?”Angel’s muscles quaked and shook. They were close, and this time, David had no intention of pulling them back from that edge. Instead, he circled strong arms around them, suddenly feeling pulled to them through something akin to magneto-magic, but stronger.“You’re all those things,” David reminded them, weaving his tongue around their earlobe. “But even better, you’re my good mate.”Whether it was David’s safe embrace, his uttering of that special phrase, or the combination that did it, Angel would never know. All they knew was nothing but the sublime, overwhelming, orgasmic expression of their love. Angel let the pure, perfect sensation of David wash over them, completely overtaking their entire being.Not even a trance could've stopped their bliss.David, too, quickly joined Angel as they both pressed closer together, sharing in the joy that erupted through their bodies and minds at the notion of two mates becoming one. He felt like Angel’s presence had bathed him in a warm light. The pleasure was indescribable. It was as if Angel had taken over his whole sense of anything, and all David wanted was to prolong this moment for the rest of their life together.Nothing else mattered to either of them. Not even the trance, in all its impervious, indiscriminate power, could touch that unbreakable bond between mates.Through a barrage of kisses and caresses, David rearranged himself and Angel so that they were laying together underneath the covers. David waited patiently, studying Angel’s every miniscule move as they came back to themselves.Before he realized what he was doing, David found himself humming softly as he cradled Angel to his body, barely cognizant of where he ended and they began. “Angel,” he sighed, snuggled further into the mattress. “How are you feeling?” He smoothed his palm over their forehead, letting his fingers brush along their hair as he silently admired how cute they looked pressed into him. “Tell me,” he added gently to leverage the trance, voice laced with gravel as he savored the stupor his own pleasure granted him.“Good,” Angel said through a shiver, quick to use David as their pillow. “Really good. Amazing. Loved. Controlled in the best way. And still kinda floaty.” They booped David in the nose. “Thank you.”David caught their finger between his sharp teeth, giving them a light nip before he took their hand in his to kiss each fingertip. “No, thank you,” he corrected, looping his arm around Angel’s shoulder. “You should feel good every minute of every day, you know?” David rested his chin against the crown on their head. “You’re so good, Angel. In so many ways.” He clenched his jaw against the way his throat tightened. “You saved me by coming into my life. You inspire me to be the man and mate you deserve. You complete me in ways I never thought possible.” He tipped his head to give them another kiss on the cheek. “Thank you for letting me do this for you, to trust me to take control, to cede your incredible power for a little bit and let me call the shots. It means so much to me, Angel. To let me be your safe space. I love you so much.” He cuddled them closer, in awe of how they fit together. “And I promise, I’ll do my damndest to be that for you always.”“You are,” Angel murmured sleepily. “You are all that and more, Davey.” They yawned, exhausted after such a sensual adventure. “My good mate. And I’m yours.” Angel wiggled their fingers until they knitted together with David’s. “We're each other's.”David glanced at the clock, noting that the trance they’d purchased would soon expire. He realized he had time for one last command for his temporary thrall.“Sleep, Angel, and know you’re right where you belong: safe in the arms of your mate.”