Page 286 of The Protective Gryphen

It was beyond kink.

It was ownership.

Gryphen had lost everyone in his life, and what he craved most was locking Ian down forever.

At their room, Ian toed off his shoes, and climbed onto the bed. When he patted it, Gryphen joined him.

“How do we do this?” Gryphen asked. “I’ve never negotiated a normal contract, let alone one for sexual servitude where I would own someone, and be responsible for their needs.”

He hadn’t either.

Nothing in his life prepared him for that lust and desire that this man brought out in him. Had someone told him he would be tattooing a man’s name on his ass, blowing him on demand, and wanting him to put him over his knee…

He’d laugh.

His past sex life had nothing on this.

NOTHING.

Now, he’d do anything to have these sexual experiences with Gryphen.

The bottom line was that he trusted him.

“I think we just tell each other what we want. I’ve never negotiated for a…Lord. Is that what it’s called?” he asked.

“I think it’s more along the lines of dominant and submissive, but I do like the Lord and Mr. Patterson aspect.”

He agreed.

“Then, I think we’ll start there. I think during sex, I’ll call you that, when we’re in the mood for that kind of sex. You can call me Mr. Patterson.”

He grinned.

“Mr. Patterson is sexy.”

Ian had news for him.

“Oh, well, Lord Carter is off the charts hot in a kilt. It’s mind blowing.”

Thank God he thought so.

“Okay, let’s negotiate,” Gryphen said. “You’re the one who has to deal with Lord Carter’s dominance, so you tell me what you want, what you need, and your boundaries.”

That worked for him.

“This is what I need, Gryphen, in order to enter into a contract of sexual servitude to you. I need your protection. I need to know that no matter what happens, you’ll be there to keep me safe. Now and when we’re old.”

“I can agree to that.”

So far, so good.

Ian continued.

“I need you to be the one who looks at me and knows when I’m about to fall apart. In those moments, no matter what you’re doing, I need you to find me. I need you to save me, and just hold me until I’m okay.”

That was also doable.

“Okay, Ian. I agree.”

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