But I didn’t like the way he couldn't meet my eyes. Stepping close again, I shut the door and brought one hand up to cup his face. Bringing his gaze down to mine, I let him see how turned on I was and how much I wanted him. “I’m going to make you tell me every sexy thing running through your mind. No matter if it’s a fantasy where you serve me, or one where I take you against your will, I want to know everything you’ve been dreaming about.”
I’d never actually hurt him, but role playing could be fun. I’d had a good imagination as a kid. It couldn't be that hard to be the bad guy while he squirmed and pleaded. He wouldn’t be able to hide his physical reactions, so I wouldn’t need to worry about what he actually was feeling.
Besides, we’d talk through every bit of it before we started anything because I needed a place to start my research.
Tanner smiled as relief seemed to flood through him. The tenderness and arousal on his face should have been an odd mix of emotions, but it just told me how much he trusted me. It wasn’t a fantasy he had to share with me; I’d have never known. But hearing him share that side of himself with me only made the need to possess him even stronger.
“Thank you.” Tanner relaxed against me, resting his head on my shoulder.
There was so much I wanted to explore with him, but in that moment, just holding him was perfect. Stroking along his back, I held him tight and pressed him close against me. “I want you to share whatever is going through your head with me. Everyone’s fantasies are different, and just because it hasn’t occurred to me to try it doesn’t mean I won’t find it interesting to explore with you.”
He was just more creative than I was.
But once I had a plan I did brilliantly, and this couldn’t be any different.
Tanner nodded again, still content to be wrapped in my arms. “I’ll try.”
“I know it’s hard and probably feels weird to tell me, but I promise I won’t judge you.” I kissed his head, thinking about how precious he was quickly becoming to me. “Are you ready to show me your room?”
No matter what happened, I wanted to be able to stretch out with him and at least hold him. The shiver that ran through him as he processed my question said he was looking forward to more than just cuddling. “Yes, Sir.”
So fucking hot.
How had I never thought about this before?
“Good boy.” I relaxed my grip just enough to slide one hand down and cup his ass. “It’s time for your spanking so you can remember how to be good for me, isn’t it?”
Desire flared between us again as Tanner started slowly rubbing his cock against me. The relaxed way he’d cuddled against me was gone, replaced by tension and need as he tried to hold himself back. But I didn’t want him in control.
So I prodded him again. “Isn’t it?”
“Yes, Sir.”
That was hot but not quite enough. “How am I going to make sure you remember to be a good boy?”
He shook so hard for a few seconds I actually thought he’d come. Getting control enough to answer took longer than I’d expected, but I was thoroughly enjoying his reactions, so I wasn’t in any hurry. When he finally answered, his words were filled with need. “You’re going to spank me.”
I squeezed down on one cheek and roughly pulled him against me. “Because that’s what naughty little omegas need, isn’t it?”
His pupils were so wide they were almost all I could see as I stared into his eyes. “Yes, Sir. I need to be spanked. Please, Alpha.”
In that moment alpha wasn’t only a way to describe my secondary gender, it was who I was and who he wanted me to be in every sense of the word. I wasn’t just the man he was taking to bed. I was the alpha he was giving himself to.
It was a moment I’d remember forever.
11
Tanner
Even through thehaze of need that had settled in my brain, I kept expecting Shane to realize he’d reached his limit on my fantasies. My fears were held back by a sea of need and sensation, but there was still a small part of me that kept waiting for him to say he’d had enough.
I knew we needed to talk, but everything from the tone in his voice to the erection that was pressed against me said he loved what we were doing…and he loved doing it with me. From our first kiss onward, there had never been even a split second where I thought he was imagining being with someone else.
Even with all my crazy fantasies and awkward explanations, he still wanted me.
Shane leaned down and kissed me gently. “Good boy. Now show me your room.”
The smooth way he took the lead and gently dominated me said he really had been reading and researching what he’d thought I’d wanted. It was the way he approached everything to do with work, but part of me wanted to smile at the thought of him turning all that logic on understanding submission.
