“I do, it’s just… I don’t think it’s going that way, Quaid. It was at first, but after being with Aric…” She shrugs.
“You like him.”
She nods. “I do. And he likes me too, I think.”
“So you want to be with him?”
“Well, he’s part ofus. And I’m OK with it. Are you OK with it?”
“With you being with him?”
“Yes.” She winks at me. “I’ve heard that you’re one of those traditional guys. Suits, and ties, and monogamy.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
“Nothing. But there’s more than one way to be monogamous.”
I actually laugh. It’s not a hostile one, either. It’s just amusement. “You want all of us.”
“Why wouldn’t I?” She laughs too. “I mean, look at you, Quaid. I can’t see much with all those clothes on, but I’m pretty sure if you took that shirt off, you’d have abs I’d want to lick. And Aric’s cock is…” She sighs. “God, the things I could do with that cock.”
“What about Declan?” And to my surprise, again, my question is not heated. I’m just… intrigued. Because I’ve never heard of a woman who wanted three men all to herself. It’s fucking crazy. Especially when two of them are demigods.
“Oh, he just looks fun,” she giggles.
“What about me? I mean, besides the abs?”
“Well, you’re the serious one. Kind of opposite to Declan. But it works for you. Are you one of those considerate lovers, Quaid? Who likes to please?”
My guffaw is so loud, it actually startles her.
“What’s so funny?” she asks.
“No, Star.NO. I am not a considerate lover. I’m not picky about my women because I’m looking for awife. I’m picky because I’m looking for a submissive. And I like to keep it neat, that’s all.”
“Oh. My god.” She puts her hand over her mouth and just blinks at me for a few moments. “You’re serious.”
“I’m dead fuckin’ serious.”
“Well. I totally had you all wrong. Why didn’t you just say so?”
“Say what? I like to spank and choke? And sometimes I can’t control it so I need to be very careful with the women I choose to sleep with? Trust me, that’s not how it’s done. In this day and age… well,” I let out a long breath. “I’m sure you understand.”
She studies me, probably running that one sentence over and over in her head.And sometimes I can’t control it… “So we need a safe word.”
“What?” I laugh again. “What do you know about safe words?”
“Believe it or not, I’m actually pretty traditional too. I’m picky about men. I don’t have one-night stands. I’m loyal, I guess. But I read a lot. Romance. Most of it the spicy variety. So I’m versed in what you’re talking about.”
I’m shaking my head. “If you think what you read in books describes what I’d want to do to you, you’re wrong.”
“What would you do to me? Spank and choke, obviously. But what else?”
“Control you, of course. Every part of your life.”
“So sharing would kind of put a damper on that?”
“Well, it would definitely be different. A different type of control, I mean.”
