She shouldn’t have worried. The bastard plugged her - to keep his cum in - before releasing her from the bench. Already tender from being fucked, her ass protested being filled again and it didn’t make for a comfortable sitting experience while they ate - which of course just got her all revved up again.

More than once she caught Michael staring at her collar with that same smug expression, or her hand creeping up to play with it.

“I hope you’re not regretting saying yes already,” he said, looking smug when he caught her stroking it again.

“Definitely not,” Ellie retorted. A little imp rose up inside of her. Also a little spurt of courage. She wanted to see if she could knock him off balance, but she was also feeling so good, so secure with the collar under her fingertips, that she felt brave enough to say it. “Why would I regret being collared by the man I love?”

Michael choked on the piece of steak he’d been swallowing.

Stared.

Something in his eye glinted.

Ellie grinned.

He practically jumped over the table to get at her, ignoring her squeals that she was still hungry as he carried her off to his bedroom over his shoulder, his hand already palming her ass.

“I love you too, pretty girl.”

“This is not how I pictured you saying it back to me,” Ellie grumbled into his lower back, pretending to be upset about being carried off like a cavewoman when he’d declared his feelings.

She wasn’t upset at all though. Even when his hand came down on her ass.

“I love you, sassy girl.”

Ellie hugged him around his middle, squishing her breasts against his back. She didn’t think she’d ever been happier.

By the time they got back to their dinner, it had gone cold and Ellie was sitting even more uncomfortably, a dreamy expression on her face which matched the goofy grin on Michael’s. Her fingers went back to her collar. There might be some ups and downs along the way, but she knew this was it; this was exactly the happily-ever-after she’d always wanted and never thought she’d get. Now she was going to live it.

Epilogue

The look of utter shock on Angel’s face as she walked into the door of her parents’ dance studio, to be faced with an entire room full of people waiting for her and Adam standing by a gorgeously made altar strewn with flowers, made it very difficult for Olivia to keep from bursting out with laughter. She managed it though. After all, she had a reputation to maintain.

Especially when certain people decided to sit right next to her and invade her space.

Angel looked amazing though.