When he was done, Erik pulled Emma off his cock. Some white cream mixed with drool dribbled down her chin, a drunk expression on her face, and a giddy smile graced her lips.
With the sex over, his domineering master persona made way for the caring husband, and so he quickly waved his hand to carefully burn away any remains of his creamy discharge with lightning. Next, he pulled Emma onto his lap and leaned back on the sofa, with Emma now hugging him and resting her head on his chest.
She still shivered slightly from the pleasure that had rocked her body just before.
The giddy smile hadn't left her face, and she whispered in a tired voice, "I love you, Master."
"I love you too, little Glimmer," Erik replied with a sigh as he caressed her hair, which flowed freely once again. "That was just what I needed."
"I'm always… ready to… s…serve you, M…str…" her voice slowly trailed off as Emma fell asleep, the same smile still on her face.
