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My tone was too sassy, but they were backing me into a corner.Call it a personality flaw, or pride, or whatever, but I always pushed back.
Dylan wrapped a hand in my hair, then stood…lifting me off the bed with him.
A wicked smile curled Nick’s lips as he turned off the vibe and strode toward me.
“Shall we start this conversation over, little one?”
I swallowed the lump of fear in my throat and nodded before casting my eyes toward the floor.Well, as best I could with Dylan gripping my hair so tightly my scalp burned.
Nick placed the vibe on the nightstand and nodded.“Trust me.Submission will get you a lot further than arguing.”
When he caressed my cheek, a part of me wanted to bite his fingers.Instead, I closed my eyes and tried to center myself and pound out the dents in my wounded pride.
“You’re very beautiful when you let go,” Nick said, pressing his lips against my ear.
“Thank you, Sir.”
Dylan released my mane, then settled his wide hand on the small of my back.
“We’re not happy hearing you equate what we’re doing to something as insignificant as a one night stand.”Dylan placed the fingers of his other hand beneath my chin, forcing my gaze.“If all we wanted was sex, we wouldn’t waste our time searching for ways to unlock your submission, or praise and reassure you.”
“What we’re doing involves emotions far deeper than sex, Nick added.“Do you honestly not feel connected to us?”
Yes.Too much.
Flickers of concern and rejection reflected in his eyes.And as an oily wave of guilt spilled through me, I realized the roots of my submission weren’t planted in how many orgasms they gave me, but finding my fulfillment in submitting to them.
“Yes, Sir.You both have touched me, too.But I didn’t mean it the way it sounded.”
“Then what did you mean?”Dylan asked, gently squeezing my neck.
“I meant that Kit knows me.She knows I’m…inexperienced.We’re girls.We talk about things like that, especially after a shi...a few glasses of Merlot.”I closed my eyes and exhaled, finding it hard to correct my words while trying to make a point.“I didn’t want her to know what we’re doing here because I didn’t want her to think I was a kinky freak.”
“Does it matter what people think?”Dylan asked.
“Yes.I know it shouldn’t, but Kit’s a friend.And why I share a lot of things with her, I can’t share this.I’m not even sure I can tell Mellie about what we’re doing.I don’t know that she’d understand how you two make me feel…how submission fills the empty spaces inside me.I don’t even have words to describe what’s happening to me.”My gaze flittered back and forth between them, searching for a glimmer of understanding.
“We don’t want to be your dirty little secret, nor will we ever allow you to be ours.”Dylan frowned.“We hope what we’re teaching you will help you grow past your fears and erase the preconceived notions of how you think you’re supposed to behave or conform.All we want is for you to see yourself and your desires in a new light.Does that make sense?”
“Yes, Sir,” I whispered.
“Good.”Nick smiled.“I vote we take a break and all go soak in the spa tub.We can’t tackle everything in one day.”
His suggestion sent hope soaring.Maybe taking a bit of the pressure off, I could finally get all this submissive stuff down, or at least sort it out.
Dylan cupped my chin, then claimed my lips with a potent, drugging kiss.“Don’t forget, we’re going to be here, right beside you, every step of the way.”
They would, for a week at least.After that…
ChapterSix
Though the tub was designed for two people, it was large enough for three.The hot, bubbling water soothed my sensitive folds, but the way Dylan and Nick pampered me was far more relaxing.As they passed me between them, their reassuring hands never left my skin while they gently washed my body, then shampooed and conditioned my hair.
Tranquil and boneless, I snuggled against Dylan’s brawny chest while Nick draped his strong body over my back.If I’d had the ability to stop time, cocooned in their silent affection, I would have chosen that moment to do it.Though I was in uncharted and unfamiliar territory, nothing in my life had ever felt so right, or granted me such inner peace.
“How sore is your pussy?”Nick asked in an enticing whisper.
“Mmmm,” I purred.“Just a little bit.”
