“I don’t want to stop,” I whispered. “Let’s not stop.”
Ren laughed while KC flung his arms around me, crowding me between the two of them. “Thank God, me neither, but you were crying!” He bonked his forehead against mine.
Ren huffed. “Tears aren’t bruises.”
KC glared at him. “I mind bruises less.”
“It was a bad rush. Too much of something that I didn’t enjoy and not enough of other things,” I said, resting my face in the crook of KC’s neck and filling my lungs with his woodsy scent. The sex musk had my stomach tightening in a pleasant way.
Ren kissed the back of my neck, making me weirdly swoony. “Oli, I’d like to suggest total immobility is a hard limit for you. Totally immobilizing you is definitely a hard limit for me from now on.”
I turned as much as I could to look at him and his hazel eyes gleamed with an emotion I couldn’t quite pin down. “Youtotally immobilizingmeis a hard limit foryou?” I frowned and tried to work out that riddle.
He shrugged. “I’m not willing to do exactly that to you again, but unlike KC, I do want to make you cry.” A wicked smirk curved his lips.
I shivered and dragged in a deep breath as pleasant tingles rushed across my skin. That very first day we’d met I’d beenhumiliated by what Ren had done to me, but looking back... I’d liked it.
I’d always loved clashing with him.
KC sat up and scowled at Ren, but Ren didn’t take back a word he’d said about making me cry, and besides, I didn’t want him to.
Heat slithered through me. “Crying and being mad doesn’t bother me. Or even, uh, perhaps being humiliated?” My cheeks boiled. “But not being part of things hurt.”
KC cocked his head to the side. “But Ren blew you. You can’t get much more involved than that.”
“He was already in a bad mental space by the time I did that. Is that right?” Ren bounced me on his lap.
I nodded.
“Why didn’t you snap your fingers?” Ren rubbed a hand up and down my arm, the touch soothing.
Embarrassment had me dragging the blanket over my head. “Forgot I could.”
“Oh no!” KC tugged down the blanket and peppered soft kisses across my face, trying to smooch things better.
Ren squeezed me. “Okay. I should’ve checked in more.”
Tears burned my eyes again, but I blinked them away. “I’m sorry I killed the mood. Game. Whatever.”
KC was still brushing his lips over me, but he’d moved on to my bare shoulder.
Ren slipped his hand inside the blanket and rested his palm firmly against my abs. “Did you enjoy seeing me fuck KC?”
What kind of a question was that? I scrunched my toes. “Yeah.”
“I thought about—” KC’s lips tickled along my collarbone, and I smiled. “—it all as a show for you.”
A thousand pointy spider legs scrambled through my chest. “It didn’t feel that way. It felt like I was being taunted. Bullied.”
“Next time you’re on the edge, you safe word or safe action out of the scene.” Ren barked the words, breaking the soft atmosphere that had fallen around us.
KC frowned over my shoulder at him.
“You don’t like me,” I muttered, crossing my arms.
Ren growled and jostled me. “That’s not true.”
I wasn’t sure why I was surprised—he was holding me after all—but my heart was pounding helter-skelter again.
