Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
“He worries and I like that he worries about me.” But there were still other parts, so I was patient.
“I’m glad.” Tate gave me a quick peck but didn’t get distracted. “He’s uncomfortable with the idea—but not to the point of safewording or it being a limit for him—as long as we find the right situation to show you off. I think in this case that would be someone who makes you feel comfortable and sexy around them and someplace private enough that it won’t be a problem legally or safety-wise.”
As Tate paused, we both turned to Dean. He groaned and closed his eyes but nodded. “Yes, he’s right so far. But…”
Pausing, Dean took a breath and tried again. “But the person can’t be someone you want to date or have sex with. You belong to us for that and we’re enough. I’m not sharing with anyone else.”
He was cute when he was dramatic and possessive.
“Can we figure out a way to make him a bit more growly possessive and not worried possessive? That would be sexy. Please?” Yes, manners were always helpful when a sub wanted something.
The internet was right about a lot of very helpful things.
Tate snickered but seemed to agree with me based on his grin. “Yeah, we’ll work on that. I think someone told him that being growly possessive was a bad thing but that’s in regular relationships.”
“We’re not regular. We’re special.” We were board game special so that changed the rules. “And honestly, even if I was mean and wanted to do things like that with them, it would take entirely too long to get there. I have no desire to try to get to that point with anyone else.”
It was exhausting to even think about.
Tate looked like he understood because he grinned, but then he glanced over at Dean and confused me again. “I think we’re very special and I think you’re a little nuts, but I like that about you.”
“Thank you.” But I still couldn’t figure out what was going on again. “Why are you looking at Dean like that?”
Dean was helpful that time. “Because he’s worried that your very practical statement about why you don’t want anyone else would make me uncomfortable. It didn’t.”
That was good.
Then I didn’t have to figure out why being practical would upset him.
“I’m glad you’re not upset.” I was going to have to start writing down my questions about Dean’s reactions, though. I wasn’t sure if my mother could help or if Tate would always be the best person, but Dean was confusing.
Still, I gave him a kiss to make sure he knew he was special.
He chuckled and peeked his eyes open. “Okay, I have a question. If you’re not going to want to sleep with someone like that, why do you want to do it?”
Hmm?
This was a Tate question, so I looked at him. “Please explain this to Dean.”
Then he could explain it to me.
Tate’s raised eyebrow and the way he shook his head said he knew what I was thinking but he didn’t point it out. “That’s probably the best idea.”
So we didn’t worry Dean.
He liked having answers and I wasn’t going to be the one to tell him that I had no idea why I wanted to do it…that would just make him nervous.
Chapter 13
Dean
Tate was explaining it because Joel knew he usually didn’t make sense?
Tate was explaining it because he was the only all-the-time Dom?
No. I didn’t want to know.
“Joel is going to jump in at any point if I’m wrong about this, but generally speaking, I think he likes the idea of being played with like that only because we’re with him. That’s what makes it actually erotic enough for him to want to do. Without us…let’s call it breathing the fantasy to life…he’d just walk into the store, buy a cage, and walk out slightly confused about why the guy wanted to flirt with him.”
The way Joel’s eyebrows went up said he thought that would be confusing and probably awkward. “He’d want to flirt with me by myself? Why would someone do that?”
Huh?
“Does he not know he’s sexy to people other than us or is this a why would the guy flirt with a stranger thing?” I probably shouldn’t have asked but it came out anyway.
Tate laughed. “Um, both?”
Somehow, Joel managed to look offended. “I know I’m cute but he’s not supposed to want to do stuff. I’m a very pretty painting in the Louvre but he doesn’t get to touch me unless my Doms are there to make it sexy.”
He honestly seemed to think that was a reasonable response, so I nodded and treated it like it was normal. “Okay.”
Huffing and looking slightly frustrated with me, for fuck knew what reason, Joel gave a curt nod. “Good. So we’re all on the same page? You’re going to control the situation. I get to be used to do naughty things and I get a cage?”