21. Dax #3
I took a moment to look around the room, running a finger over the wall of toys that were there to play with—floggers, whips, ball gags, restraints of various kinds—and then I paused at a medical tray with three blades laid out.
I could tell right away that two of them were dulled while the other was so sharp it gleamed in the light from the room.
Arms wrapped around my waist as Cam buried his face in my neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin, making me shiver. “You told me I couldn’t play like this with the others around,” he murmured.
“You’re right, I did tell you that,” I said, picking up the sharp blade and testing it against my thumb. I hissed as it sliced the skin with barely any effort.
Cam shifted his hold to remove the blade from my hand and pulled my hand up to his mouth. He licked the wound, cleaning the blood that started to roll down the pad of my thumb. “You aren’t supposed to hurt yourself, beautiful. You know it makes me upset to see you hurt.”
“Then what’s your plan for tonight?” I questioned.
He stiffened and stood, turning me to face him as he cupped my jaw.
“Dax, please tell me you know that none of this is ever about wanting to hurt or cause you pain you don’t welcome.
Beautiful, what I crave is being able to free you from responsibility for a few hours and have you love and trust me enough to put your body, mind, and soul in my hands. To have you surrender.”
“I don’t know if I know how to do that,” I whispered. “Once upon a time, I did with you and only you, but I’m not sure I can anymore.”
Cam searched my face as his hands cradled it so lovingly. “Will you try? If anything, we have some good kinky fun with a few basic toys and enjoy time with each other.”
Seeing the earnestness on his face, I couldn’t deny him, and I didn’t want to. He was right, this was something I’d wanted to try for ages. “If I’m doing this with you, I’ll try because there isn’t another I’d be able to trust with this.”
Cam kissed me, invading my mouth with his tongue as if desperate to feel that deep connection between us.
This made me realize he’d been worried I’d tell him no.
Now his relief overwhelmed me as he feasted on my willingness to trust him.
His hands drifted from my face to my neck then down my shoulders to rest on my biceps.
When he lifted his head, he looked down at me with so much love it was daunting, but it also allowed me to know I’d made the right choice.
“I want to go over our rules first. We made them years ago, and I need to know if they still apply,” Cam said, then pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Tell me what’s off-limits, your hard no’s that will not be crossed.”
Taking a second, I thought through the list of things I knew about kinks.
“Most of my absolutely nots have to do with body fluids. No piss, no shit, no spit, and I’m not a fan of degradation.
It makes me too stabby and angry for me to find any sort of enjoyment in it.
” Spotting the cage that was against one wall made me instantly shake my head.
“I don’t mind being tied up, but I don’t want to be caged. ”
“Okay, those are all easy to comply with since I also don’t enjoy those particular options.
Just so we are clear, the sharp knife is to be used on clothing and anything that isn’t your skin.
The dull knives will be what I use when we test out doing anything to you physically.
As always, use your safe words if something is making you uncomfortable or is too much,” Cam shared.
I nodded, knowing we used the standard terms of red and yellow as our safe words. “What about you? What are your hard no’s?”
“The same as yours, but in addition, I don’t like penis humiliation, getting walked on, or my penis crushed, smashed, or caged. Also, I’m not a fan of being pegged. I’d much rather be the one doing the fucking instead of being fucked,” he informed me.
My brows shot up as some of those things I’d never thought of or considered. “Wow, well, I think we are good on those fronts. None of that sounds like something I’d enjoy doing to you.”
Cam chuckled. “When I said I tried out as much as possible when learning, I wasn’t joking.
I wanted to know my limits in every area.
It helped me learn that in my life, and when it comes to you, I’m more submissive to authority.
That changes when it comes to this environment, though.
I crave the need to exert myself and have others listen to what I say.
It’s not a need I have all the time, but on occasion, it’s fulfilling to experience. ”
I let a hand run down his leather shirt, feeling the ripples of muscles underneath.
“I’ve got to say it’s rather hot to see you taking the lead, my snarky go-with-the-flow black knight who always has a trick up his sleeve giving orders to the others.
It’s been a fun change, and I also truly love seeing all of you finally figuring your shit out. ”
“That’s all because of you, beautiful,” Cam murmured as he kissed my forehead. “Now, I’d very much like to get you out of this dress so I can see what’s under it.”
I lifted my arms and gave him a smirk. “Go right ahead.”