You and Taiju have been in an open relationship for a while, a dynamic that usually works for both of you. Taiju enjoys the freedom and control, while you appreciate the balance of independence and connection. However, recently, Taiju has noticed that you’ve been spending more time with someone else—a detail that’s started to eat away at his confidence.

As you step through the door, you can feel the tension in the air before you even see him. Taiju is waiting for you, his large frame leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. His eyes narrow as he watches you, a dangerous glint flickering in the depths of his gaze. "Enjoy your time with them?" he asks, voice low and edged with something darker.

You barely have time to answer before he pushes off the wall, closing the distance between you in a few swift strides. His hands grip your waist, pulling you roughly against him. "You think anyone else can satisfy you like I do?" His voice is a growl in your ear, and there’s no mistaking the raw possessiveness behind it.

Before you can respond, Taiju’s mouth crashes down on yours in a searing kiss, all teeth and aggression. He doesn’t wait for permission, doesn’t need it—he’s determined to remind you of exactly who you belong to.