Absinthe sank down onto the bed beside her. “You’re wearing too many clothes. You’re in our bedroom. If we’re going to have this discussion and you don’t want to be naked, we have to go somewhere else.”
She reached down and pulled off her T-shirt. Her nipples were already hard pebbles. “I’ve waited as long as you have to come home. Remember, I’ve known what I was coming home to. Which do you want first? Librarian? Sexy wife? Kiska?”
He’d had three weeks of his sexy wife and his librarian in the compound. He was desperate for his kitten. “I want moya malen’kiy kiska. So, talk fast. You won’t be talking for a long time.” He removed her bra and crouched down to take her shoes from her feet.
“When Savage is having a difficult time, when any of them are, and you need to help them by influencing them the way you do, I want to be with you. I help you. You know I do. You can touch me, and it lessens the impact on you.”
“I don’t like that you see what happened to them. It’s …” He tried to search for the right word. “Invasive. It gets in your head and it also strips away their privacy.”
“I realize that,” Scarlet said. “I probably won’t get half of what you do from them.”
He shook his head immediately, going back on his heels. Retreating fast. “What I love most about our relationship is the absolute honesty between us, Scarlet. You know what’s real and I do too. You’ll feel their demons in your head every time. If you want this, you have to accept the consequences. If I allow it, I do as well.”
She nodded and stood to slide the jeans down her hips and off her legs. He followed her to the shower. He stripped and joined her.
“We’re a partnership, Absinthe,” Scarlet continued. “If you continue to take on every one of your brothers’ and sisters’ demons, and they have so many, you’re going to burn out. You know it. You have enough of your own. You need me. I take that away for you. I think my mind kind of throws it away or burns it up. I don’t have Savage’s images running around in my head anymore. I did for a few days and then they were gone.”
Absinthe closed his eyes for a long moment, turning what she said over and over in his mind. He knew she was different than he was, that her brain worked differently. “Then yes, Scarlet, I think it’s a good idea. It would be ridiculous to turn that offer down. You’re intelligent and you know your own limitations just as I do. You’ve given me so much. This house has been transformed into something so incredible and beautiful. A place of peace. Of solace. Thank you. I love you, baby, I hope you always feel that from me in everything I say and do for you.”
She nuzzled his neck and kissed his chest as he turned off the water. She reached for his cock, signaling she wanted to play. Absinthe closed his eyes and let her magic hands stroke and caress him before he stopped her, turning her around to face the wall. She hadn’t been his kiska for quite some time and she hadn’t forgotten what he liked. The playing. The satisfaction he received over and over from his little kitten while he petted and played with her. The caring she received at his whims. He kept one hand on the nape of her neck while his other slid down her spine to her wet cheeks.
“My little kiska. Looks bare without her pretty bushy tail. So pale. Too white. You need color, little pussycat.” He smacked her wet cheek with his free hand, watching the color come up with satisfaction, then slid his fingers to her clit, flicking the little bud. “Come on, kiska, let’s get out now. You can crawl out. I’ll get your towel, collar and tail and meet you in the bedroom. Remember to behave yourself. I’ll be very disappointed if you’ve forgotten how to behave.”
Absinthe left her there, nabbing a towel as he vacated the large shower, not daring to look back. His heart raced, adrenaline pouring through his veins. He had to calm himself, let the fact that he actually had his pet back with him sink in, let that bring him peace. Toweling his body off as he walked into the bedroom and took another long look around at what his wife had done to their room for him, he let himself be overwhelmed with love for her, knowing that Scarlet was a gift beyond any price.
She got him. She knew him. She loved him without judgment, and she didn’t try to change him. She not only tried to find ways to make his life better, but she tried to find ways to enjoy the lifestyle he needed. She’d given him choices in their bedroom, all of which he loved. He went to the desk and touched the collars. By using the club members to help, and openly exposing them to what she needed help with in their bedroom, she was acknowledging that they all knew his fetish for kitten play. That excited him.