Finding Ian (Finding #2) Read Online Riley Hart

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Finding Series by Riley Hart
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Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 100301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
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“Wait. What?” He’d told me about it yesterday, but damned if my dick didn’t wake up at that.

“Don’t pretend you aren’t excited by that idea. I’m gonna have fun torturing you,” David said, and as crazy as it sounded, I almost melted into my chair. I was gonna have fun being tortured by him too.

“Thank you, Daddy.” I turned to Ian. “That’s it. Your turn.”

“Why did I freak out like that?” he asked.

“You didn’t freak out, pup. You let go. There’s a big difference, and that’s what I want from you.”

“Yeah, but I cried. I was begging you to hit me, and then I bawled like a baby. I don’t… It was a lot. Jordan didn’t do what I did. I didn’t even know I’d want to get hit like that until we were there and I needed it.” He shifted. I could see the discomfort in him, the vulnerability.

“You’re not Jordan. You can’t expect your reactions to be the same. The point of last night was to lay you bare for us, and we did that. There’s nothing to be ashamed of, even if you discovered new things about yourself. You were beautiful, and you gave us a beautiful gift. Is it something you want to avoid happening again? Was it too much? I’ll always enjoy pushing your limits—both of you—but only as far as you’re comfortable.”

Ian dropped his head…shook his head. “That’s the thing. I want more of it. Not the crying part—or at least, not that much. It made me feel…too much? I don’t know. I just felt really vulnerable.”

“You’re supposed to be vulnerable with us. You crashed some, from all the endorphins along with what we did. It was a raw moment for you. We’ll keep you safe, Ian.”

I was surprised when Ian drew his legs close to himself. Put his feet on the chair and wrapped his arms around his knees. “It felt…it felt good too. Freeing. Like the pain opened me up. I really liked it, and that scares me.”

“Enough to make you want to stop?” David asked. I held my breath, silently hoping it wasn’t too much for Ian. I couldn’t handle the thought of losing him.

“No. I’m not going to be wearing a cock cage for you, and I still don’t want to give over as much control as Jordan does, but I want more of last night. Just…” Ian looked at me, then at David. “Don’t leave me.” Ian’s eyes found mine again, and I knew I’d been right when I thought I loved them.

“I’m not going anywhere. How can I leave my love muffin?”

I hoped for a smile, and I was rewarded with that and a chuckle too.

“I’m not going anywhere either, pup. I promise you that.”

Ian cleared his throat, sat up straight, and I could tell the conversation was over. “I definitely want to see Jordan in this cock cage, though—and panties. I’ve always thought that was hot. Can we get him panties?”

David cocked a brow at me, as if asking if that was okay, and I said, “I’ll parade that shit around for you guys every day.”

The three of us laughed together, and for the first time in my life, everything felt perfect.

We hung out together for a few hours after breakfast. David had a phone call with Tony, the two of them chatting briefly while I showered with Ian, and then Ian had to go to work. He still had a few shifts at one of his jobs, so David told me we were going shopping, then to Aidan and Finley’s.

I loved shopping, but I was bummed I had to get dressed. I liked being naked.

David took me to a fetish shop. I’d been to sex stores before, but not one that catered to the kink scene and not with a man I called Daddy.

“I know the guy who owns this shop. While we’re in there, I’d like you to call him Sir if he talks to you,” David said, giving me goose bumps. I guessed we were starting this whole controlling-me-more thing right away.

“Okay, Daddy,” I replied as he parked.

We got out, and David took my hand as we went into the black-painted brick building. There were a few people inside. The man behind the counter, with his huge arms, a bit of a belly, and a shaved head, was definitely a bear, and a sexy one at that.

“Good afternoon, boy. It’s been a while.” His words threw me because when he said “boy,” I assumed he was talking to me, but I’d never met him before.

“Hi. It’s good to see you, Sir,” David told him, and holy fuck, I realized then that David submitted to this man. I knew he was a switch, but I’d never seen it. I also knew he used to submit to Aidan sometimes, but that it was rare he felt the need. Obviously, when he did, this was one of the men he went to.


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