Page 48 of The Dom with the Kink Monsters

“Her tongue ring is fun.”

“Maybe I should bring Saya to get one, then.”

“Here. Try it.” Mack coaxed Winter up, and pushed her toward Ramsay’s hard-on.

She backpedaled, but Ramsay caught her arm and pulled her up close to his face. “You have no interest in sucking my cock, do you?”

He searched her eyes. Did he actually care? Wasn’t he just going to make her do it, or try to order her to? The other Doms she’d fooled around with back in the day seemed to expect that kink relationships would be hot and cold running blowjobs. Hooking up with other kinksters, however, wasn’t the same as hooking up with a long-term sub to boss around, and they seemed to have trouble remembering the difference.

“No.”

Although he let her go, his eyes were flint, and his presence changed even though he was still flat out on his back. How was that even humanly possible?

“Kiss me.” It was an order, but maybe having his dick in Saya’s mouth was making him forget how to be polite.

“Why should I?” She arched a brow at him. Vikings. Give an inch and they’d takewhatever wasn’t nailed down.

“Because you secretly want to, and because if you don’t I’ll never let you kiss Saya again.”

Fucking bastard.

She needed to walk out before she dug herself a deeper hole. The maddening thing was that he didn’t look at all disconcerted. He was supremely confident she’d cooperate with his extortion.

The lord and master lay there with his arms pillowing his head, being serviced by both his woman and her man, since Mack had gone to help Saya. That meant that both she and Ramsay were free to engage in an uninterrupted stare-down.

“What makes you think I’d want to kiss you?”

“Because when you told me no earlier, it wasn’t an ‘I don’t want to’ it was ‘Not if Mack isn’t here.’ Well he’s here, and my cock is in his mouth. I think he’s cool with this scenario, don’t you? Now come here.”

She fought the urge to do as she was told. It was rare that she ever got to the point where she had the vague inclination to obey someone, let alone a whole urge.

“So if I kiss you once, I get to kiss Saya whenever I want?”

He grunted and his eyes fell shut for a moment. Good job, Mack.

Eventually, he responded through gritted teeth. “No. I’m not negotiating with you. I hold all the cards at this point, Winter. If you want to play with her, you’ll have to play with me too. We’re a package deal.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

She knew it was probably going to happen eventually, but she didn’t want to go that far with Ramsay just yet. Saya was a different story.

“Why should I let you have...relations with Mack, then? Aren’t we even?”

The Dom paused and she could almost see the hamster running in its little wheel in his head.

“Mack is doing what he wants. I never asked him for this. You two aren’t in a D/s relationship, so he doesn’t have to ask your permission, I guess. I have no idea what your rules are for being with other people, but I assume they’re lax, considering.”

“You’re very chatty for a dude getting head.”

“I get a lot of head. A person would really have to dazzle me to get my complete attention.”

A second later his eyes rolled back and he grunted. It figured that a man would know the tricks.

Saya and Mack were fighting over him with their lips and tongues, bumping into each other and kissing too. She hesitated and peeked over at Winter, letting her know who she really wished she could kiss.

Winter’s heart stuttered as they looked across Ramsay at each other.

To give her up?

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