Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Blinking, he swallowed and shook his head, my tiny show of dominance getting a reaction from him. “No…no, I think…I think I’m right.”
Oh, someone wasn’t thinking as clearly anymore.
Not enough blood in his head, possibly?
Leaning forward, I stretched and braced one hand on the armrest he was hiding against. “Well, I think we either need to continue to debate this so I can show you I’m right, or you’re going to need to distract your mate. What do you think is the best option?”
He couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to smile or moan and pressed his lips together for a few seconds to hold back both. It didn’t take long for him to make a decision, though. “I should probably distract you since I want to win.”
Thought so.
Alick’s gaze darted down to my lips and then back up to my face as I inched closer. “Kissing…kissing seems like a good way to distract my mate.”
Since he seemed to want to talk through his options, I trapped him against the couch and nodded slowly as I kept my lips a few inches from his. “Yes, your mate likes kissing distractions.”
“Does…” As he swallowed back a needy sound, his entire body seemed to clench like he was struggling to keep himself still. “Does my mate like being the aggressor when he kisses?”
Oh, interesting.
Talking about kissing was a good distraction too since we didn’t know each other very well yet. But I wasn’t sure if he was doing it deliberately or not.
“Your mate would love being the aggressor and wrestling his strong sub into submission, but he’d also love to have his mate stretched out down his body so they can cuddle and kiss and just snuggle.” There were no wrong options and I wanted to do my best to make sure he knew that.
Something had a tiny shiver racing through Alick but he tried to hide it. So I had to poke at it since that was what Doms were supposed to do.
Even Kenzie would have to agree with that logic.
“What were you thinking?” Barely inching forward, I turned my head and blew on his ear before easing back. He wasn’t immediately forthcoming, so I tried again. “A good boy might get to ask for a reward after I take him to dinner.”
Somewhere nice and romantic…and private.
Alick swallowed hard and licked his lips, pushing himself, but I wasn’t sure why it was so hard. “I…I liked the wrestling idea. Not yet but…but soon. I like feeling helpless sometimes.”
Oh, there were wonderful fantasies we could play with if he liked feeling trapped and forced to submit.
“I know we’d have limits to discuss first, but I like the idea of wrestling you into submission. Would that be where it stopped…kisses?” The needy look in his eyes said he wanted more, so I pushed forward with the fantasy. “Or would your Master keep going and take whatever he wanted from his captive?”
“That’s…” Alick paused for a few long moments, but he didn’t move away or make me think he was panicking. “Some Masters do that.”
Okay.
“That’s right. There are a lot of different ways they can do that.” Where was he trying to steer the conversation? “Just like I think being little is the sweetest, most submissive way a sub can be taken care of, something like primal play can be the other side of it.”
Blink.
Blink.
It wasn’t a no, so I kept poking at the idea.
“On one side you might want to give up all control and let your Daddy take care of you, and on the other side, you might want to be chased by the monster who’ll demand your submission.” The barest moan said he approved. “They’re all just different ways of playing pretend, and just like the age play, the primal play has rules and limits too.”
Licking his lips again, Alick looked like his brain was working faster. “You’re a dragon.”
Yep.
Nodding, I tried to grasp at what he meant. “So I’d make a very good predator but I’m smart enough not to go too far. Well, not to go farther than we agreed on.”
That got a faint smile from my needy boy. “Limits. Yes.”
“We’d both want to make sure we understood what would be fun and what wouldn’t be.” I wasn’t completely sure what might go wrong but I didn’t want either of us to walk away feeling overwhelmed or emotional.
“Yes…but…but you’re strong enough that you could really move me around and trap me.” Something flashed in his eyes and I thought I was finally getting it.
“Firstly, I’m your mate and so your safety comes before anything else, but yes, I’m strong enough to pick you up and to trap you and to ravish you after chasing you through the woods.” There was no way he could hide the shiver that went through him, but he managed to keep his moan quiet. “I’m also strong enough to carry my baby boy if I need to or I could trap him against a tree after he ran through the woods and do wicked things to him.”