He remained inside her for a moment and then she felt him press a kiss into her lower back, a gesture that felt so sweet that she had to choke back a sob. He pulled out of her, his fingers ghosting along her hips before he left the room and she was alone yet again. She could feel moisture slipping out of her and dripping slowly down her inner thighs. His semen, she thought. I’m filled with and dripping with his semen. She shuddered as the feeling of being  owned  sent a tremor of pleasure through her. She felt claimed, and she felt peace. 