Page 34 of Primal
I couldn’t control my reaction to his words. My face fell as dread settled in the pit of my stomach. So, this was it?
Mason reached out and took my hand. “Hey, this will always be our place. How about we make this a tradition? We could come back every year for a vacation, just the three of us.”
Excitement had me leaning toward him, searching his eyes for sincerity as I squeezed his hand. “Do you mean it?”
His other hand came to my cheek, cupping it as he kissed me. This wasn’t like the other kisses we’d shared. Mason was usually rough and demanding. But this time, he was sweet and sensual with me, making my heart race. When he pulled away, he grinned.
“You taste like chocolate.”
I laughed, slapping his chest playfully.
“And to answer your question, yes. I did mean it.”
I twisted my hands together in my lap. “Do you think Dad will come back too?”
“Yes.”
“You sound so sure.”
“I am. The two of us are friends again, so I’ll make sure it happens.”
I was surprised to hear that. The two them hadn’t really been fighting lately, but I assumed they were being civil for my benefit. “You’re friends again?”
“Yep, and it’s because of you. Our mutual desire for you is the glue that’s bonded us, I guess. You’re a good influence.”
My heart felt light at the thought. I couldn’t believe I had that kind of power over these strong men. They were always in charge when we were together sexually, easily ordering me around because my brain turned to mush when they touched me. Hell, even when they justlookedat me.
Not that I minded. Surrendering control to them made me feel strangely powerful.
“You know, you’ve influenced me too. Both of you,” I said. “I’m going to add lingerie designs to my future fashion line.”
Mason’s eyes flashed with a familiar heat. “Lingerie you might want to show us this time next year?”
I laughed. “It’s a date.”
Chapter19
Mason
This trip turned out so much better than I expected, and I anticipated having a hell of a good time at the kink camp. I was eager to unleash my wild desires on the nameless submissives there, but I was so damn glad those plans fell through. My need for Poppy was unlike anything I’d felt before.
And she looked so damn pretty all tied up.
We were all in Poppy’s room together. It was late, but none of us were interested in sleep just yet. There was too much fun to be had, so much pleasure we needed to introduce her to.
I broke out my suitcase and decided to tie her to the bed. Her arms were stretched out above her head, tied to the headboard, and her legs were spread wide, each ankle fastened to a corner of the bed’s footboard.
I’d have to write a thank you note to the owner of this place for providing a bed so perfectly equipped for tying up my naked stepdaughter.
Poppy was panting and writhing as much as possible with her limbs tied up like they were. Her eyes begged me to give her more while her mouth was wide open, releasing a moan that filled the whole room.
I smirked and pulled my hand back, removing the vibrator from her clit just before she climaxed. I’d already done this three times, and Poppy was reacting beautifully to my sexual torture.
“Oh, God,please,” she wailed, pulling at the ropes around her wrists. “I can’t take anymore.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, running the tips of my fingers up her inner thigh. I knew every inch of her skin would be overly sensitive right now from her adrenaline spiking just before I pulled the vibrator away. She shivered. “Because I could keep doing this all night. I love watching you squirm. Hearing you beg.”
“Please, Mason,” she said, her whole body straining to get closer to me as I loomed over her. We were both naked, and my cock brushed against her belly as I kissed her neck. “I need it so badly. I’ve never needed to be filled like this, and I don’t know if I can take any more teasing. I feel like my mind is going to break. Please, fuck me.”