Page 60 of Pucking Them
I glance between these three incredible people in my life.
How do I meet the needs of one twin who is terrified of being owned, the other who needs thesecurityof being owned, while between them is the woman who must be shown that she is seen and adored after a loveless marriage.
I won’t let the discovery of the Webbs shake the Princes’ belief in our present relationship or the safety of this house.
We’re not kids anymore, powerless and afraid.
We’re in control. We’re adults. And we’ve chosen each other.
“You proved with Heine and Blythe that you’re not powerless,” I reply, firmly. Eden sits straighter. His cheeks glow with pride. “No one will ever own you. You showed that you could escape from fucking anything through your own smarts and strength. You’re the one who has been helping me clean and redecorate the playroom to help me regain my own sense of control there. We haven’t had a scene together to truly claim that space. Eden, you can help me run a scene there like I’ve been training you. My sweet pets, however, I think both of you need a reminder that you’re mine. And that my subs are safe, protected, andfucking owned.”
Robyn and Shay’s looks of shock are comical enough that I almost laugh.
I struggle to hold onto my cold expression, however, tightening my hold on Shay, which I know he loves by hisdesperate gasp and the hardening of his cock against my stomach.
Eden instantly becomes more commanding, when I remind him of his dom role, which is exactly what he needs. He snatches Robyn around the waist and hoists her into the air.
He drops her onto his shoulder, and she yelps. Her t-shirt falls over her head exposing her gorgeous curves and bare ass.
So fucking tempting and spankable.
Eden is a good student because he immediately lands a firm spank on the canvas of her ass, leaving a beautiful pink handprint.
It’s like he can read my mind.
Shay does complain about Dom hive mind.
With a fondness that I can’t hide, I tug sharply on Shay’s hair.
“Darlin’,” Shay moans, already rocking against me.
“Hmm?” I swat his hip. “Objections?”
“Only that we’re still wearing clothes.”
Brat.
“You won’t be for long.” I card my fingers through his hair, scratching his scalp just hard enough to make him groan with pleasure. “But first, we’re eating breakfast. You’re showering. Then Robyn and you will meet your brother and me downstairs in the playroom in an hour…naked. Trust me?”
Shay’s eyes soften. “More than I thought I could trust anyone.”
CHAPTER TEN
Freedom Mansion
D’Angelo
I exchange a smirk with Eden.
Eden is still not talking, but his shoulders are relaxed. He is radiating an air of quiet, dangerous confidence. He is dressed in the same outfit as me: nothing but leather trousers and a tight leather harness that frames his powerful chest.
I gifted Eden the same harness as mine, after he’d ceremonially thrown out every whip.
Eden understands about needing to exorcise your demons.
I breathe in deeply the familiar, erotic scent of leather. It settles the slight shake in my hands.
This playroom is mine.
