Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
“I think he’s blushing,” Isa whispered.
“Me too.” Loki knew why Isa was doing this, she was trying to alleviate the tension. And he appreciated it. But he could tell that Remy was going to get this out.
No matter what.
Loki wasn’t entirely sure where he was going with this, though.
Claiming him?
Only one person had his heart and she was currently in trouble.
“Were you given permission to speak, Princess?” Remy asked in a low drawl.
Loki studied him. He remembered what he’d walked into.
He’d been going to spank her. Nobody hurt his girl.
But . . . Loki also realized he’d overreacted. Isa needed that. She needed someone to take charge. Loki found it hard to tell her no sometimes.
Although if anyone was giving her a spanking, then perhaps it should be him.
“Pacifier back in your mouth,” Remy ordered.
“Bossy,” she muttered.
“I’m keeping note of your sassiness, baby,” Remy warned.
“Yikes.” She stuffed the pacifier back into her mouth.
That should keep her quiet for about ten seconds.
Remy turned back to Loki. “Me claiming you doesn’t have to be sexual.”
Loki narrowed his gaze at him, crossing his arms over his chest. Then what the hell was he proposing?
“I’m fully, a hundred percent into Isabelle,” Remy continued. “I’m focused on her. I want her. She means everything to me. Her needs come first. And part of what she needs is you.”
“So you’re just going to claim both of us?” he asked incredulously.
He was starting to wonder if he’d hit his head while teaching Gary a lesson and that this was all just some weird dream.
“Yes. I am.”
Or maybe Remy had hit his head.
“Shit doesn’t work that way,” Loki told him.
“It does for a number of people who share their woman. The docs with Caley. Brick and Xavier with Juliet.”
“That’s different,” Loki muttered. The docs were brothers. And Xavier and Brick . . . they weren’t with each other.
“Is it? Isa could be mine. And so could you.”
“I don’t get what you mean. You want me to be yours, but you’re not talking about a . . . a relationship?”
“You don’t think Brick and Xavier have a relationship?” Remy queried.
“They don’t fuck each other,” Loki said bluntly.
Remy shook his head. “And again, this doesn’t have to be sexual. While I’ve never had sex with a man, I’ve helped male subs at clubs. I’ve played with them, dominated them. I’ve helped them understand their needs and desires.”
“Wow. I bet that was super-hot,” Isa said.
Remy pointed at Isa. “That’s it. You’re getting your butt popped after this.”
Loki watched Isa. Waited to see if she showed any signs of trepidation or fear.
Instead, he was certain he saw a flash of interest. Of heat. He should have realized that she’d like the idea of being spanked. In all of those books she loved to read the heroine was always spanked.
Loki rubbed his chin as he thought about what it would be like to tip her over his lap, to pull her pants down and expose her ass.
To spank it until it turned pink, then red.
“Tink? Is that what you want?” Loki asked.
“What? No!” Isa protested.
“Don’t lie, Isa,” he said firmly.
Her shoulders curved in and a blush filled her face. “I didn’t mean to. I just . . . it’s embarrassing.”
Nope. He wasn’t having that.
There was nothing that she couldn’t tell him, ask of him.
Loki walked over and crouched in front of her. Reaching out, he grasped her chin in his hand. “Nothing between us should be embarrassing, understand? I’m the guy who helped you figure out how to use tampons, for fucks sake. So you want to be spanked? Who cares? You need someone to do it for you, I will.”
Her eyes were wide as she stared at Loki in wonder.
“Really? Would you want to?” she whispered.
“Hell, Isa.” He moved onto his ass, running his hand over his face. It was shaking. He didn’t know what with . . . nerves? Excitement?
He couldn’t believe he was going to tell her this . . . but if she could be brave about her desires, then he could do no less.
“I’ve dreamed about stripping you off, about kissing every inch of your body, of having you in my bed every night, of getting to call you mine. I’ve thought about how I could give you everything you need. Take care of you when you’re Isa. And when you’re Isa-Bee.”
“Isa-Bee?” Remy asked.
“It’s her name for when she’s in Little headspace,” Loki explained. “Taking you over my knee and spanking you? Fuck, yeah. I want to do that. I want to be your fucking everything. But I can’t.”
“Why not?” she asked.
“Because how can I trust that I won’t hurt you?”
Remy cleared his throat and Loki looked up at the other man.
“That’s where I can come in. You don’t trust yourself with her? I can help with that. I can be there to watch over you both. To guide you. I can show you ways to get better control of your emotions and impulses. I can teach you how to tie her up, spank her, how to dominate and punish her.”