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Chapters (24)
  1. DESIGNATION PREY
  2. PROLOGUE
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  22. EPILOGUE
  23. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  24. ALSO BY JAMIE KASSEL

“Good. Relax. Let Daddy come, sweetheart. And then you get your nest.”

Once again, subspace swallows him whole.

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Daniel’s nest is so nice, he’s more than a little in awe of it.

It’s a dream.

It’s impossible that this is his, but it is. This is purposeful and deliberate luxury. It’s a place where he will feel safe and protected. He can stay here and his Dominant will be out in the other room, guarding him, Daniel sheltered and safe in the depths of their home.

He’ll read and sketch in his nest. He’ll nap and rest, he’ll be bred and used here, and it’s right. He won’t ever be demeaned or hurt for wanting to be here. No one will call him a disappointment and pathetic for wanting to whimper and needing to present. He can turn away from the world, burrow down, maybe even with a plug or his fingers playing at his hole, trailing over the teeth marks littering his body, and his Dominant will be pleased with him.

He can be weak.

It’s a primal need, and it resonates deep inside him. This is right. The urge to be mounted hard, to be wrapped up in blankets after, or bury his face in his Dominant’s groin while he gets himself together after being bred, settles around him. That will happen here.

This is his.

It turns out that Liam has a large antique dresser full of things for submissives. All of them are new, and Daniel’s allowed to use whatever he wants. The bottom drawer is filled with lingerie and he closes that drawer and focuses only on the space itself, not how he’s an overly large submissive who likely wouldn’t fit in the various silk and lace things that are in there. He’s decorating the space, not himself.

He puts up fairy lights in the room and gets a soft flannel bottom sheet, while the top sheet is cotton, white and crisp. There are pale pink satin pillowcases for the pillows (two are down and very fluffy, the other two are a better height for sleeping on), and the blankets are a mix of something that feels like velvet and something soft and cloudlike. It’s a bed he doesn’t want to leave. Now it just needs to be… his.

Theirs.

It won’t feel like his until he’s in it with Liam.

It’s up to a submissive to invite a Dominant into their nest.