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overwhelming you with my dirty self-pleasure. I want you, Meggie. I

want you to come to me because you want me, not because I’m the

only one available. Though I am, you understand. I know you are

stubbornly telling yourself we’re not really married, but I wouldn’t

push that if I were you. I am willing to be reasonable. I am willing to

be patient. I am not willing to watch you flirt with another man.”

“I can’t handle the two I have,” Meg admitted. It felt so good to

sink into his strength. It helped Meg to find her own. “I want things,

Ci. I have certain needs that Beckett found distasteful. I’m worried

you will, too.”

His laugh rumbled through his chest as he pulled her close. He

tangled their legs together. “I don’t find much distasteful sexually, my

lover. Why don’t you explain what you want? I saw flashes of it, but I

don’t completely understand. I liked how you looked tied up and

spread out for me.”

Meg took a deep breath and proceeded to explain Dominance and

submission to Cian. He was patient and asked questions.

“You want me to make decisions for you?”

“No.” Meg was sure of that. “That’s the way it works for some

couples, but I would rather we had a partnership in our daily lives.”

“And at night, when we’re alone, I’m your Master,” Cian said, his

voice hoarse. His hands tightened around her, and she could feel his

cock starting to revive. “Your body is mine, and I do what I want with

it.”

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Meg sat up and looked down at her husband who was, once again,

sporting a huge erection. At least he seemed willing to hear her out. “I

haven’t tried this with anyone, Ci. I don’t know what I’ll like and

what I won’t. Hell, at this point I’m not even sure it was what I liked

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