Page 44 of There’s a Way (Mythic Beast #2)

“Oh, yeah. It’s a hassle, but Will handles it without giving it too much energy, which helps.

A big bonus for me is having this relationship with you.

I’ve always liked you as a person, solid respect for going through major shit and then figuring your life out — making an honest living.

If Razor hadn’t been making sure your play partners were safe, it’s possible I’d have stepped in to do it.

I felt protective of you from the start, and that’s only grown.

” She took a breath. “The question is, how do you feel about me? I know you’re gay, not bi.

Are you being sexual and romantic with me because Will orders it, or because you’ve become attracted to me? ”

“Will made me start seeing Dr. Woods to help me deal with everything surrounding my grandparents, and he’s helped with that, but I think he helped me figure out my feelings about you even more.

I had so much confusion about the whole thing in my head.

My dick responds to you, obviously, but…

” I sighed. “Carlos made me eat out one of his top dealers sometimes, a woman, almost always when he was mad at me. It was a form of punishment. Sometimes he’d make me when he thought she needed a reward, but mostly, it was more about humiliating me.

Sometimes he’d put me in a humbler while I did it, too.

So, there was even more negativity around that than would normally be for a gay guy. ”

“I’m sorry. It’s never been about that for me, and I don’t think Will intends it to be, either.”

I shook my head. “No, it hasn’t, and I know that.

Dr. Woods has helped me a great deal, mostly because he asked questions until I figured out that I’m attracted to dominance more than gender.

Or maybe as much as gender. Either way, I wasn’t attracted to that dealer because she wasn’t a sexual Dom, but you are, and I love going down on you whether you or Master commands it.

” I kissed the top of her head again. “I love making you feel good. Showing you I’m your slave, here for your pleasure, completely devoted. ”

“That devotion goes both ways, you know. It happens in different ways, but I’m devoted to being one of your Masters, in charge of…” She sighed. “ You . In charge of you. Or, at least in charge of your free time away from work.”

I wished I was a poet, so I could paint my feelings with words, but the best I could come up with was, “I’m yours, Sir. Yours and Master’s. I adore you, and I’m so glad you’re here. You know I’m yours to command.”

“I do, and I love the little kisses to my head, things I haven’t commanded you to do.

I wonder, sometimes, if you really want to hold me, or if you’re only doing it because I ordered it.

” She turned in my arms. “The days in Alaska helped me a little with that. I think it did my heart good for us to have time as partners.”

She looked into my soul with those oh-so-green eyes. I wanted to close mine, but I forced myself to meet her gaze.

“Okay, not as partners exactly,” she said, “but still, days of you showing affection when I hadn’t ordered you to, and neither had Will.”

“I can do it more, Sir. Sometimes, it feels like I should wait for orders to do anything. I don’t want to take liberties I’m not allowed, but if you give me permission to show affection when I want to, I’ll feel more confident about it, Sir.”

“Then you have permission anytime we aren’t in a formal scene. This is an informal thing now, but you’ll know when it isn’t, won’t you?”

“I think so, Sir, but can I get some leeway for a little while? So if I screw up, you tell me instead of punishing me, please?”

She turned in my arms and snuggled into me again, her butt against my dick. “I can do that for a week or two, or until I’ve had to point out the rules a couple of times. Will you help me remember to talk to Will about this?”

“I will, Sir.”

“Okay then, here are your orders for the next little bit. I’m feeling lazy, so I want you to take control of my pleasure. Respectfully tell me how you want me, and then be my service submissive, figuring out how to pleasure me without any orders.”

* * * *

Micca

Davy is so submissive, I didn’t know how this would work out, but it turns out the boy has figured out what works and doesn’t work for me.

His lips, teeth, and tongue worked magic on my clit and the top of my opening while his fingers went to work inside me, opening me to just the point of pain while his mouth did magical things.

Neither of us heard Will come upstairs. I had no idea he was watching until after I had one of those orgasms you have to recover from.

It was probably my seventh or eighth orgasm, and when I finished this one I ordered Davy, “Enough. Stop , slave. You’ve fulfilled your orders and now I want you to kneel beside me while I catch my breath. ”

“And what were his orders?” I jumped at Will’s voice, and then opened my eyes and smiled at him. “I told him to take control of my pleasure, and damn, our boy is talented.”

“He is. I let him take a little control with blow jobs first thing in the morning, sometimes. I find I want to hurt him at the moment, if you’re finished with him?”

I looked at his face to make sure he wasn’t annoyed over something, though I couldn’t imagine why he would be. I didn’t see irritation, didn’t scent anger or anything close to it, so I parsed through what I could pick up from a dozen feet away.

Tired. He was exhausted. Being super-creative sometimes did this to him, and I’ve seen him be beyond rough with Davy when he’s in this state. Almost as if he needs to follow up the creative mental energy with sadistic physical energy.

“Oh yeah, I’m sated, and I was figuring out what to do with our boy, so I’ll be more than happy to watch you tear into him. I might want to help you hurt him later, but it feels like you need some time as the sole sadist right now.”

He nodded. “Go to the playroom Davy. Get the black cane you hate so much and kneel beside the humbler with the cane held high over your head — palms up in offering.”

Davy’s scent immediately spiked to both fear and arousal. My inner bear sat up and took note, and I soothed her back into submission. Davy’s scent was spicy-sweet, so it was all good. Fear can be a powerful aphrodisiac, and Will excels at getting our boy worked up.

“He seemed a good bit more vigorous with you today. I might go so far as to say he was a little aggressive.”

I rolled to the side and sat up with my legs hanging off the side of the bed.

“I told him I wanted him to take control over deciding what I needed to give me great orgasms while he ate me out.” I glanced at the clock on the side table.

“He’s been at it well over an hour, and he did an excellent job. ”

“Anything I need to know?”

“I’m glad he sees Dr. Woods tomorrow. I tried to get him to talk about his grandparents, but it was just a lot of him telling me he doesn’t know how he feels. Everything came off as honest…” I shrugged. “He just needs someone to help him dive into it and figure it out, I think.”

“Agreed.” He’d been leaning against the door frame, and he straightened and stepped into the room, his thumbs in his pockets. “I’m in a mood. A combination of a week without playing with him, and needing to ground myself after writing a song and putting it to music.”

“A song for yourself, or for others?” I’d learned he has several songs he may someday share with the world, but for now, they’re personal. I’ve heard a few of them. Some would need a whole lot of work before sharing, but two of them I really hope he releases, when he’s ready.

“No idea. I’m too close. I recorded myself singing it, and I’ll listen to it in a week and see what I think.

A little space between writing and listening makes all the difference.

The point I was making is to let you know this is going to be a rough session.

You’re welcome to watch if you want, but I’d honestly rather this just be me and Davy involved in the action.

I’m not sure I have it in me to work with you to double-Top him today.

I don’t want to be curt with you, but that’s probably what’ll end up happening. ”

His words hit me all wrong, but I gave myself a few seconds to think it through before I responded. He wasn’t telling me he didn’t want me in the room, just that he wanted Davy to himself for this — he didn’t want to have to co-Top right now.

And that was fine. Hadn’t I just had over an hour with him all to myself?

“Okay. I’m going to pop a frozen pizza in the oven and then head out to the pool with my e-reader and the pizza. The soup smells amazing, but I’d like to wait and eat with the two of you later.”

He looked the same, but his scent told me he was relieved.

“Thank you. There’s a chance he’ll end up eating from a bowl on the floor while the two of us eat at the table, but that depends on how things go in the playroom.

Davy needs some pretty big reminders of his status, but I didn’t trust myself to do it when we walked in the door.

I had too much in my head. Had to get it out. ”

I walked to him and hugged him, and his arms wrapped around my body. We were good, and he’d be fine once he put the balance back in his relationship with Davy.

“If you need to talk, I’m here. Davy will need to go to bed early tonight. He has an early appointment with Dr. Woods and then he’s scheduled to work the rest of the day.”

“I know. I’m looking forward to turning in early, too.”

“I had a nap, so I’ll have to see how tired I am.” I took a breath. “I’ll probably go home tonight. Maybe.”

“I hope you stay, but I understand if you need some time alone.”

“It’s more about…” I could be honest with him now, so why was I hesitating? “My bear needs some time in the woods.”

“Ah. Is that something you can do here?”

I shook my head. “I can’t take a chance on someone catching an image of a bear with a drone flying over the road.”

“Fair enough, and I guess it explains why you’ve needed to go home as often as you have.”

“Honestly? It’s both a matter of needing to be my bear and needing time with Matty. He’s been my best friend for so long, I miss him when I don’t see him every couple of days.”

“Perhaps we can invite him over more often, though I can see how it’s easier when he’s just right there, when you’re at your apartment.”

“I get that you want this to be home for me, and it’s…

” I shrugged. “It still feels a little like I’m a guest, and yet, I also feel at home here.

I’m comfortable making food in the kitchen, using the pool, and taking a nap.

I have some clothes here, but most of my stuff is still in my apartment.

I admit it’s kind of nice not having to worry with laundry, but when I’m home and I use my towels, sleep in my bed, it feels good. ”

“I had my construction guys work on some ideas to put another closet in, and after looking over all their suggestions, I think the best plan is to give you Davy’s closet, and have them…”

He sighed and told me, “Walk with me to the guest bedroom next door?”

I followed him down the hall to the room closest to the master bedroom, and then into the close of that room.

He pointed to the back of it. “My closet backs up to that wall. They’re going to put a wall here, where the door is, and then a door on that wall, so we can access Davy’s closet through mine.

I’ll buy a big armoire to go in this bedroom, so whatever guest is in here will have a place to hang their clothes. ”

The closet he’d built for Davy was bigger than my closet plus it was automated, so it would hold a whole lot more than mine.

I considered how Davy might feel about this, and realized it probably wouldn’t matter where his clothes are, since he doesn’t have access to them.

He has another closet in the garage for his work clothes, and that’s the only one he can open.

“I don’t want to take his closet, but it’s mostly you getting things from his closet anyway, since he doesn’t get to pick what he wears except his work clothes. It makes sense the closet with his non-work clothes is accessed through yours.”

“He can open it when I’m on tour, or he did for the last one. You might end up doing that the next time I’m gone.”

“I want to say we need to make sure he doesn’t get his feelings hurt, but that isn’t our relationship with him. Still, if it truly bothers him, we might need to step back and rethink it.”

“I don’t expect it to bother him, but if it does, we’ll address it.”