Page 13 of Under Their Watch

“You’re drooling,” Jace says, and I gasp.

“Sorry. I’m sorry,” I say quickly. Quinn sighs and sets his phone down before looking at me. “I’m sorry.”

“Rhea,” Quinn says he points for me to stand in front of him.

“I’m sorry,” I say, obeying him and walking closer. Quinn takes my face between his hands and has an amused look on his face. “I’m…”

Quinn suddenly kisses me, and I instantly melt into him. I am dazed when he pulls away. “I’m going to kiss you every single time you apologize for something you shouldn’t.”

“Now I’m going to want to apologize more,” I say, and Jace laughs. “I know it’s annoying you. I’m sorry.” Quinn kisses me again, only harder.

“I can do this all night, Rhea,” he says.

“You’re not making me want to stop apologizing,” I say softly, not opening my eyes.

“You have a choice to make,” Quinn says. I open my eyes, and he smiles. “You can go to sleep with one of us, both of us, or by yourself.”

“Both,” I whisper.

“Louder, Rhea,” he encourages.

“I want to sleep with both of you,” I say.

“I’m down,” Jace says. “Here or the living room?”

“What?” I ask. “No, I meant actual sleeping.”

“Damn,” Jace says with a wink.

“Alright, pervert,” Quinn laughs.

“You’re one to talk, Quinny,” Jace teases.

“Come lie down before Jace gets himself in trouble,” Quinn says.

“Yes, M…” I stop myself before the word comes out, but Quinn and Jace both caught it. “I… I’m sorry. I don’t know why…”

“What were you going to say?” Quinn asks, pointing for me to lie down. I move to lay in the center of the bed, and they lie down with me. Jace wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me back against his chest before burying his face in my long and curly brown hair.

“I had to reply with Master to everything,” I say.

“Sounds like TPE, but not in a consenting way,” Jace mumbles.

“What’s that?” I ask.

“Total power exchange,” Quinn says. “Every dynamic is different, but in your case, I’d assume you had to ask permission for everything. He made every decision for you. That sound about right?”

“Yeah,” I say. “I had to text him during the day to use the bathroom. He had an alarm on the door so he’d get a text if I disobeyed him.”

“He’s a twat,” Jace mumbles. “You’re so comfortable to cuddle with. Damn.”

“It’s because I’m squishy,” I say. I squeal and laugh when they both start ticking me. “Stop. Stop. Stop. I’m sorry!”

“Little girl, I might not fuck you stupid for degrading yourself, but I will tickle you until you pee yourself,” Quinn warns.

“Is it because there is too much squish or because you don’t see me that way?” I ask. “I mean that seriously. Don’t tickle me, please.”

“One, you are tiny. You could literally disappear in my arms. Two, I don’t know if you are ready to hear about how I see you, Rhea,” Quinn says.

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