Pulling away, I stand. Ignacio reaches for me, but I move back and gesture to Jayden. “Whatever you need, Ignacio. I just want you to be happy. I love you enough for that. Besides…” I give him a genuine smile. “I told you I wanted to see you on your knees for Jayden.”
He sucks in a breath, but before he can do anything else, Jayden places the cat he was holding into my arms, and moves to stand in front of Ignacio.
“On your knees, Princess,” Jayden orders.
There’s a beat of hesitation on Ignacio’s part, but when he glances at me, I give him an approving nod and he doesn’t hesitate to slide from the bed to his knees. It’s not graceful, as he has to be mindful of his injury site still, but as soon as his knees make contact with the floor, something changes.
There’s a difference between knowing Lio and Ignacio both like, need, and want to be controlled and placed on their knees, and seeing it. Ignacio’s shoulders fall, and I can almost feel the stress rolling off him. His face doesn’t lose its pinched look, butwhen he straightens as much as he can, I see the difference in him.
Jayden reaches out and grabs his hair, forcing Ignacio’s head back so their gazes can meet. “You’re mine, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Sir,” Ignacio says softly.
“I’ve wanted this for a long time. So have you, haven’t you?”
Ignacio’s body shudders. “Yes, Sir.”
“Such a good Princess. You’re going to be my favorite Plaything, I think, in time. For now, though, you need a reset, don’t you?”
“Please, Sir.”
Jayden hums. “It’s okay; I’ve got you. You can rest with me.”
Jayden sits on the edge of the bed, and Ignacio turns to face him when instructed. Jayden puts him where he wants, with Ignacio’s face near his groin. I can see Jayden’s cock bulging in his pants, but he simply directs Ignacio to press his face into him as he runs his fingers through my love’s hair.
Jayden and I lock eyes as Ignacio lets out a wounded noise, but otherwise, he doesn’t move from where he’s been placed.
I may not be naturally submissive like Lio, but I can feel Jayden’s power as clear as day. Taking a shuddering breath, my tension eases along with Ignacio’s as I watch him get what he needs from the last person I ever expected, but the one who’s been there for him even when I couldn’t be.
Jayden’s lips quirk up into another of those irritating smirks of his. “Good Boy,” he says. And I know he’s talking to both of us.
Tears fall down my face, but this time they’re of relief. Because even though I can’t give Ignacio what he needs, I’m more than capable of giving my permission, if that’s what it requires. It’s the least I can do for the man who gave me his broken heart and trusted me to put it back together.
Because that’s what love is: selfless, generous, and all-encompassing.
“You're not my Little Mouse anymore. You're nothing but a memory. And one I'm coming to regret."
Tears fall down my cheeks, but I don't bother wiping them away.What have I done?
Ignacio’s words are on a loop inside my head. Not only the ones he said today, but everything he's ever said to me, good and bad.
The confusion and terror that came when he first kidnapped me, the first steps of our beginning, meeting my parents, Jax and everything we lived through, the one hundred percent fun and personal proposal, and Il Padrone’s offer of an out…
Everything crashes over me at once, and I curl in on myself, a keening sound coming from my throat as I shake.
What have I become?
Pain. So much pain courses through me as I struggle to catch my breath, to stop my swirling thoughts.
“You’re fucking mine. And no matter what, you will always belong to me. You’remyLittle Mouse.”
I washis…What happened to that?
“Such a sweet Baby Mouse, and all for me.”
Tennant… The love of my life. My soulmate. The very air I breathe. I thought I knew what love was before him. I thought Ignacio was my one and only, the person who made this life worth living… But I went and fell in love with someone else, someone dangerous to my heart, who can never give me what I ultimately want.
Do I regret it?
