ELIAS’S POV**

I couldn’t hold back anymore.

Nova had become my entire existence. Three weeks of having her under my care, under my hands, under my control — and still it wasn’t enough. Every orgasm I pulled from her only made me crave more. Every “Sir” that fell from her lips made my cock throb with the need to claim her completely.

Tonight, I was done restraining myself.

I carried her from my bedroom down the private corridor to the fully equipped playroom I had built specifically for her — a fusion of medical precision and dark BDSM luxury. The lights were low and red, the air warm, the scent...