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“No.”
“Then I think we ought to change that. What’s your safeword, pretty girl?”
“Octopus.”
“Yes, I could see how that wouldn’t normally come up during a scene,” he teased and enjoyed the blush that crept over her cheeks. “Octopus it is.”
He kissed her again, hard this time, and then looked at Hux over her shoulder.
“Sit on the bed, her straddled over our thighs?”
His brother nodded in reply and gave their girl’s tits one last squeeze. Not now, but Lowell could not wait to get one of those tight little nipples in his mouth. To suck, to bite. For now, they were going to get that gorgeous backside of hers pinked up, and possibly fingerfuck her to an orgasm or two.
Lowell took hold of Tamsyn’s elbow and steered her to the foot of the king size bed, and then sat down on the edge, right net to Hux. They’d talked about some of the ways they wanted to have her, and his mind was whirring with all the possibilities. There were a whole lot of configurations for three bodies to twist themselves into, that was for certain.
For this particular iteration, he and Hux pressed their inside thighs together and pulled Tamsyn toward them, guiding her into a wide, awkward straddle and then bending her over so her chest and head were on the bed. He hadn’t done it on purpose, but they had a view of the scene from a large mirror across the room, and he wasn’t sorry about it. Tamsyn’s legs were splayed open, her pussy and ass on display. He couldn’t wait to be inside her, but wait he would. This time.
He and Hux caressed her backside. Hux had had the privilege of fondling her before, getting his hands on this ass multiple times, and Lowell was determined to make up for lost time.
Shooting a glance at his brother, Hux responded with a nod and the spanking began. A soft warm up, just some light smacks across her cheeks. He did his best to cover evenly and thoroughly all the way from the rise of her ass down to the tops of her thighs.
“You’re a bit of a wiggle worm, aren’t you, princess?”
“Little,” came the answer as she canted her hips again.
“I know you’re not trying to rub off on our thighs. We’re going to make you come, don’t you worry your pretty head about that. But you get to orgasm when we say so and not before. Otherwise, we’re just going to make you wait longer. Are we understood?”
“Ugh, for real? I don’t—”
He brought his hand down in a harsh, disciplinary smack right on her sit spot and she squealed.
“And no mouthing off. Being sassy does not count as being good for us.”
“Yes…”
He could hear the question in her voice, the pause where she wanted to drop an honorific but didn’t have one to use for him. During scenes, Hux was her daddy, but what did that make him?
He wasn’t going to be her uncle, it didn’t have quite the same reach asDaddy. And while he likedSirfor the respect it commanded, he didn’t want that from her either. It would be too easy for her to give, and it wouldn’t do anything to make her feel little.
Hux had told him about the owners of Hive and how their little Cosima called them Daddy, Papa, and Sir. Something like that, except he didn’t feel like a papa. He also didn’t want to waste any more time on this. Not when he could be spanking her, or burying his fingers in her.
“For tonight, you call me Lo.”
“Yes, Lo.”
There was a sense of relief in her voice, and it swelled his head to be able to give that to her. Hux had said she was an actuary at Lloyd Surry, and through a little digging of his own he’d discovered she was the youngest person at her level in the firm. Impressive but not surprising.
She could obviously handle herself but how good would it feel to be a person that she looked to so that she didn’t have to? Not always.
“Now you be good and take your spanking. Here, we’ll help.”
He took her hand from where it was resting on the bed and steered it to the small of her back, and after a glance from him, Hux did the same. The way her ribs were rising and falling in fast shallow breaths drew his attention. Reminded him that despite feeling as though he knew her quite intimately, they’d only just met and he couldn’t read her body language with confidence.
Some people wouldn’t ask because they didn’t want to look ignorant, about anything. Mostly he’d seen it in a professional setting, but he could only imagine how often it happened when there’d been a power exchange. As a top, wasn’t he supposed to know everything? But he’d seen people whose pride got the better of them brazen their way right into some deep shit, and he wasn’t going to do that. Especially not with this woman and their potential future on the line.
“Okay, princess?”
“Uh-huh.”
