Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81518 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81518 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
“But given our kinks,” Reese said, “there will be times we want to see you with others.”
Wait, what?
Something snapped inside me, and I didn’t know what to say. There’d been a buildup of sorts, and I’d expected all this to lead to…I don’t know, something else. I’d misinterpreted him. I’d thought… I mean… Somehow, I’d been prepared for a “So, this is why we want an open relationship.” Instead, they would basically keep all their sexual play limited to me; they would only be with me, but…I would be with others? At their request?
“I’m confused,” I admitted. “Partly because you look guarded.”
He did. I could see it in his eyes now. And in his posture. His shoulders looked a little tense.
“Not everyone feels good being shared,” he pointed out. “We’ve had that problem before.”
“Usually, it’s one or the other,” River supplied, finishing his beverage. “Open or closed relationship.”
Ah. True. That made sense.
I didn’t see it that way, though. “I’m gonna be honest. It’s been too long since I got to experience BDSM the way I’m supposed to, so I kind of look forward to exploring. That said, maybe not right away. I’d like to feel secure in our relationship first. I want solid trust. I wanna feel special to my partner. Partners, in this case. But later on…I mean, as long as I feel like a priority, I’m all for us being flexible. With lots of communication,” I hastened to add. “I don’t want any surprises. I’d like to know beforehand if there’s going to be sharing.”
“Flexible with plenty of communicating.” Reese tested the words with a small smile and a nod. “I like that. But now you know our nature. It’s not a matter of fidelity or an open or closed dynamic. It’s about interest. I may very well want to make someone else feel good, but I’ll send my favorite toy to do the work so the voyeur in me can watch. We will play through you.”
Tate was right. These fuckers were intense.
I had to remind myself to breathe.
I swallowed dryly and pulled up feet closer to my body, crisscrossing them. “Okay.”
“Okay?” He cocked his head.
Heat spread across my chest and face, and I subtly put down the rest of my waffle and dropped my elbows on my thighs so my hands could shield my cock. “Yeah.”
Maybe not subtly enough. Reese flicked a glance downward, and the look in his eyes told me he wasn’t stupid. He knew what I was trying to hide.
“Tate, would you give us a minute, please?” River requested.
“Of course. I’m surprised you let me stay this long.” Tate quickly bit into a blueberry muffin and got off the lounger. Then he grabbed a coffee and walked away.
My pulse skyrocketed when Reese made quick work of pushing aside the Styrofoam containers. Seconds later, he was on me. My head hit the backrest, and Reese pressed himself between my legs.
“Couple more things,” he murmured huskily, his face hovering an inch or two above mine. “You’re not the only one who wants to feel special in a relationship, little fighter. River and I have spent twenty years in and out of kink, and in four days, you turn our world upside down.” He stifled my gasp with a hand around my throat. “We’ve never felt possessive before.”
Oh my God.
Desire exploded around me.
River moved in closer too, and he grazed his teeth along my jaw before he whispered in my ear, “Worship us.”
I nodded vehemently, unable to utter a single word. I’d show them. It was the single most intoxicating feeling, this raw power they handed over with their honesty, and it made me want to kneel by their feet.
“Obey your Owner like a good puppy,” River commanded in a low, rich tone that sent shivers down my spine. “Let him fuck with your pretty little head and beg him for more.”
I whimpered and struggled to breathe, but Reese applied more pressure to my throat. It was fucking insane how fast they turned me on, how rapidly my mind and body fell to their mercy.
“You’ll take Daddy’s pain, too,” Reese whispered. “You’ll be my perfect little boy. You’ll let me fuck you up, breed you, and take care of you.”
I choked on a moan as I clawed at his chest and tried to rub my cock against him, but he didn’t let me. He planted a knee on my thigh.
“Only we get to fill your ass with come.” Reese kissed the corner of my mouth, and all I could do was nod. “Only we get to wrap our hands around your neck and squeeze the air out of your lungs.”
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
I remembered how they wanted me.
Completely fucking breathless.
Eleven
Reese Tenley
“Man, this is so good,” Shay groaned.
River hummed appreciatively, on the same page.
I shook my head and finished the last of my burger.