The Proposal - Kitty Thomas Page 0,67

me, her trust fills me with warmth.

24

Dayne

The Honeymoon

The Present.

The jet landed in Costa Rica a few minutes after eight. Livia can't hide her surprise at all the people greeting me with “Hello, Mr. Montgomery,” “How was your flight, Mr. Montgomery?”, “Everything is prepared for you, Mr. Montgomery,” as we're led through the resort by an entourage of eager help.

They take us to a large two-story house done in the same style as the rest of the resort. It's a separate private building, and it's never rented out to guests. It's always kept on reserve for me and my private guests. Both Griffin and Soren have been here on many occasions. We've kept toys here for weeks at a time in the past—women who begged to be ours forever by the time it was over.

Unfortunately we all have work to get back to and don't have as much free time in our schedule right now, but we'll be back. Maybe a shorter stay is better this time to avoid overwhelming Livia. Soren has a respectable dungeon set-up at his estate, but the public stuff is fun, and we only get that here. It's the only time and place we can be truly out and open about our arrangements without judgment or risk of scandal. After all, every member has their own secrets to keep and everyone signs about half a dozen contracts, including NDAs.

It's an underground—as in secret—resort where those with money and power and the password—which changes frequently to control security leaks—can come and engage in open public kinky debauchery with those they bring as guests. Guests are carefully screened and have to be open to being shared, passed around to the other members, and anything and everything we choose to do with them while they're here.

But Livia, because she's mine, won't be shared with anyone but Griffin and Soren. She gets this one mercy which only exists because the three of us don't want anyone else getting close to our dynamic or fucking with it. We've made that mistake in the past. We won't make it again.

Livia is slowly awakening to my power in this arrangement. I think she believed at first that I was just an extra, or somehow submissive to Griffin and Soren. But I'm not. There isn't a submissive bone in my body. It takes a woman in our grouping to keep things stable which is why we almost never fuck each other unless there's a woman in the mix. We're all far too aggressive and dominant to make it work with just us.

The fucking we do happen to do—just the three of us—is for pleasure. But we don't get the same psychological rush we get when we have someone to share, a girl completely under our power. We've all been on the receiving end of anal—even Soren, though he would go to his grave before admitting it. There's something vulnerable in that act which requires a high level of trust.

We couldn't do it with anyone else but each other. It's because of the things we went through at Dartmouth during rush that allows us to trust each other enough for that. Otherwise, despite the intensity of the pleasure afforded, we could never bring ourselves to do it, to surrender in that way to someone else.

When it's more than just fucking, when there are feelings beyond brotherhood, when there's a relationship, there has to be someone at the center of it all to bend to our will. That's where Livia comes in. It's a delicate dance and trade of power across the board. Even so, there has to be a power that can hold everything together.

Griffin's power is too impulsive and uncontrolled—wild like an unexpected rainstorm. Soren's is too ruthless. He knows what's right, but he'll do whatever he wants anyway. And even though I came to this party late, I know why Soren invited me rather than just keep her between him and Griffin—even if he himself doesn't know. And it isn't just access to the resort and all its pleasures.

It's because I'm the stable power, the safe power, the one who subtly manages things behind the scenes. Livia is the soft power, but she doesn't know that yet. It may take years for her to realize and step into her own power. It may take her years to understand just how much all of us would sacrifice for her, how much wealth and luxury and pleasure and safety and protection we will gladly lay