Page 92 of Pack: Posy 3

My body reacted immediately. My thighs quivered, hot tears spilled down my cheeks, and the breath whooshed out of my lungs. Burying my face in his neck, I licked his mate mark with long, hard strokes that echoed our deep rocking. Then I grazed it lightly with my teeth, and his deep groan shook the whole bed.

"Princess!" he gasped. "Tell me I can come, baby!"

"Yes, yes! Come with me!"

I couldn't hold on any longer. I exploded, and my vagina clamped onto his penis and pulsed around it in steady waves. His big body went taut for several long seconds, then relaxed against me, and we clung to each other until the room stopped spinning.

Finally, I moved to look into his eyes.

"I love you," I whispered. "I love you so much, Ash."

"I love you, too, Posy." His fingertips brushed my jaw as his lips touched mine in a gentle, barely there kiss that curled my toes. "Our sweet, sweet girl."

Then he picked me up with him as he stood. Still dazed from such an intense release, I couldn't bring myself to care where he was taking me, but when I felt the bed under my back, I realized he was only laying me down. Chuckling, he fell down next to me.

"I'll be your bitch anytime, Princess Bossy Pants, so long as it ends like that."

Chuckling, I curled on my side and cuddled into him. He propped himself up on one elbow and ran his other hand up and down my back.

"And I amsoglad you didn't panic."

"Me, too." I kissed all over his chest, then stretched up to kiss my mate mark on his neck.

He sucked in a sharp breath and the hand rubbing my back gave me a light spank on my bum, surprising me a little.

"Do that when we mate, cupcake,notafter I'm spent," he smirked.

"Aw. Does that mean no round two?" I batted my eyelashes at him, and he chuckled.

"Actually, if you're okay with it, the others would like to join us. But only if you want to! And they don't all have to be here at once. You can ask for whoever you want, and I don't have to stay, either—"

I laid my fingertips over his mouth to stop his rambling.

"I want them here with me like usual, but I don't want to, um, what did you call it when I gave you commands?"

"Dominate," his lips moved under my fingers. "Like what Quartz and Garnet do with Lark."

"Yeah, I don't get that." Dropping my hand from his mouth, I frowned at him. "Why do they want her to call them Daddy? That seems ... odd."

"It's a kink— No." He stopped himself and shook his head. "I'm not explaining that right now. It's a way of playing in which the female is submissive and the male is all dominant and possessive."

I thought about it for a minute, then shook my head.

"Theycan play like that, but I'm not comfortable with calling any of you Daddy."

"That's okay. I don't think any of us are into that. Well," he corrected himself, "Wyatt maybe a little, but he's not going to ask you to call him Daddy."

"Heispretty bossy in bed!" I grinned.

"Do you like it?" Ash's eyes glimmered as he stared at me. "Do you like the things he says and the tone he uses?"

Heat flooded my whole face and spread down my neck to my collar bones.

"I guess I got my answer," he chuckled and stroked his fingers down my cheek. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, baby. We're all still figuring out what we like and need. It's okay to experiment as long as everyone is open and honest about what they like and don't like."

"Experimenting like what we just did?" When he nodded, I admitted, "Ash, I really enjoyed it, but I'm not too sure I want to be Princess Bossy Pants again. Or at least, not very often. It's just not in me to be aggressive."

"Oh, baby girl, that was hardly aggressive." He rolled his eyes. "But I understand. I sure did like that position, though."

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