I want to say it. I want to give myself to her. I want to tell her she owns every fucking part of me and I’ll be her goddamn slave forever, but that’s not our dynamic. I clamp my lips shut, just to drag out her feral side.
She tsks at me, rising to her knees and pressing her tits against my chest. Her teeth graze over my shoulder, my jaw, and up my throat until she gets to my ear. “Say you’re mine.”
I clench my jaw and fight a moan, leaking so much pre-cum I don’t even know how I’m holding off.
“Kade,” she demands.
“Fuck, Laken.”
“Last chance,” she threatens. “Say you’re mine.”
I cave like a bitch. “Fuck, I’m yours. Only yours.”
With her hand squeezing my jaw and her inner thigh only barely grazing my cock, she forces me to look at her face and only her face, unable to follow the hand trailing down my torso. She slides the ring through my cock and gives it a barely there tug. “Come.”
No stroking. No friction. No fucking. Just insane build-up. I blow my load all over my stomach and her hand, ears muffling, body weak, mind somewhere in a different dimension.
My body was unable to disobey her, and now I’m lost in an orgasm I never want to escape from. I shake from exertion, tremble from pleasure, twitch from overstimulation, and forget to breathe with her eyes on mine.
“Laken, holy shit.” My head falls forward, landing on her shoulder. She wraps her arm around my neck, gently stroking my cock as I finally start to settle. “Jesus fuck, Bossy.”
Reaching behind me, she frees my hands. They’re numb as shit, but she pulls my arms around her and gets us sitting on the kitchen floor.
“Again,” she demands.
My eyes snap to hers, scared. I’ve never met a person who can outdo me in sex, and now I’m freaking out that I’m too much of a little bitch for her.
“I’m kidding,” she laughs. “I’m half dead. Sleep first.”
Oh, thank fuck.
After a wordless shower, we climb into bed together, another new novelty for me. Again, she makes me feel like a submissive by being the big spoon to my little spoon, but I kind of like the way it feels.
“You okay?” she asks after I’ve been quiet for a bit, just feeling her.
“Never better.” I mean that. I turn to face her, pressing a kiss to her lips. “You?”
She grins, but there’s no malice behind it now. It’s almost shy. “So good.”
“Do you miss Jed?” I ask, wondering if she’s ever slept in their cabin without him.
“Yeah, but I miss you when you’re gone, too.”
I brush her hair back. “Are you sure you’re okay with all this, Lakes? I know we leave you out of a lot of our talks.”
She takes a long time to formulate an answer, but I force myself to stay patient. “Honestly, yeah. I never thought I’d want two men. Ever since that…incident, I never really thought I’d be a sexual person again. Jed changed that, and even though I still get down about my body making me a target sometimes, I feel stronger than ever. So, did this thing come out of nowhere? Yes. But am I open to it? Fuck yes, because something feels right about it, don’t you think?”
I do think that. I can’t explain what it is, but I feel it. I nod.
“Maybe it makes me selfish, or maybe it’s just how it is, but you just taught me something, too.”
“What’s that?”
“That I can play more than one role. You just taught me I’m allowed to be submissive sometimes and dominant other times. Do you know how empowering that feels?”
Fuck, so proud of myself for…something.
“I never meant to want you, Kade,” she whispers. “But it happened anyway.”