Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 103413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 517(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 517(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
But she had panic buttons in every room of the house as well as on her. She fingered her necklace, knowing all she had to do was open the locket and hit the small button inside. And some part of her had to trust them for her to go this far with them.
“You sure about this, pretty girl?” Nico asked her with concern, eyeing her.
No. But was she stopping? Also, no.
“Yes.”
“Then tell us the rules,” Liam said as they walked into the room, and she locked the door. They’d all snuck upstairs. She’d thought for sure that at any stage Regent would walk out of his office and see them.
Her heart was racing. She felt more alive than she had in years. And that was down to them. They were pushing her, but they were also supporting her.
But it remained to be seen whether they really would stick around.
“Don’t you make the rules?”
That’s how she thought it worked. Liam in charge, and the two of them were supposed to obey.
Liam shook his head. “Not right now. And even when I do take charge, the orders I give are in the parameters you set. What are the boundaries?”
“I just want to watch,” she told them. “Not participate.”
“Does being touched by us scare you?” Liam asked.
She thought about that for a moment and shook her head. “No. When you touch me, I don’t feel panicked or afraid. I feel safe.”
Both of them nodded.
“Charlotte, go and sit on the sofa and not move from there, understand?”
She nodded again.
“I have to insist that you use words, Lottie,” Liam told her. “So there’s no misunderstanding.”
“All right. I understand.” Sitting, she was all too aware of how wet she was between her legs, of the way her clit throbbed. Her nipples were hard, pressing against her bra. She hadn’t felt aroused since before she was kidnapped. This was all down to them.
“Pick a safe word,” Liam said.
She jolted when she realized he was talking to her. Well, of course he was because Nico must already have one.
“Nico’s safe word is beans.”
“Beans?”
“Argh, hate the things,” Nico told her. “If I’m saying beans something is wrong.”
“Why do I need one?”
“In case this gets to be too much and you need us to stop,” Liam told her. “Even though you’ll be staying where you are, you’re still a participant and you need a safeword.”
“I don’t . . . I guess I could go for oranges. I don’t like oranges. So sticky and messy on my fingers.”
“Yeah, I know all about sticky and messy things,” Nico said with a sigh. “That’s just what it’s like when I touch—”
“Nico!” Liam snapped.
“What? I was just going to say when I touch a kiwifruit.”
“Lord, give me strength,” Liam muttered as she giggled, and Nico winked at her.
“I’m surrounded by a pair of smart asses.”
“What are you gonna do about it?” Nico challenged.
“Awfully cocky for someone who wasn’t able to sit comfortably at breakfast. Maybe I shouldn’t have let you come last night. Perhaps then you wouldn’t be feeling so smart today. Maybe you need a few more days of being denied an orgasm.”
“You wouldn’t let him come?” she asked.
They both turned to stare at her, and she flushed red. “Sorry, forget I said anything. I’ll just be quiet.”
“No,” Liam said firmly. “That’s not the way this works. If you need to ask a question, if you have something to say then you speak up. I won’t be angry at whatever you ask, I’ll only ever get upset if you hold back when you need something, understand?”
“Yes,” she replied quietly. His answer gave her more confidence than he probably knew.
“And yeah, the big meanie wouldn’t let me come the night before last and all day yesterday.” Nico gave her a pouty look that shouldn’t have been as sexy as it was. “Can you believe how mean he is?”
Liam looked mean. But from what Nico had told her, he had a mushy inside. When it came to Nico anyway.
And maybe her.
What would that be like to have a man who was scary enough to keep the monsters at bay, but who would go all marshmallow for you?
Like heaven.
“Why wouldn’t you let him come?” she asked Liam.
“Because he has a smart mouth. And because he needs to know who holds the reins. Sometimes he wants me to pull him back in.”
Nico sighed. “Not into pony play.”
“Pony play?” she squeaked.
Liam gave her an interested look. “What do you know about it?”
“Just what I’ve read.”
“I’ve got to see your books,” Nico said eagerly.
“Later,” Liam told him. “For now, you’re going to strip and show our girl how fucking sexy you are.”
“Yes, Liam.”
“Liam, not Sir?” she asked.
“No, I don’t need to be called Sir or Master.”
“Our lord and master is very humble,” Nico advised.
“Strip,” Liam commanded. “And watch out or I’ll gag you.”