Are You Truly Submissive Nikita Mirzani 2

Dewi Persik thoughtfully chewed on her lower lip. “And what do you get out of it, Ryder? You’ve taken a lot of time and money to do this for her.”

“What if I said seeing Nikita Mirzani without those haunting shadows in her eyes was more than payment enough? You’ll soon realize I’d do almost anything to banish them, even if it means giving the woman I love back to Redding.”

He gave a rough sigh before giving Dewi Persik a rakish grin. “Not that I think that’s going to happen. Your little friend is greedy - I don’t doubt for a moment that she’d keep both me and Redding if she could, in fact I’m counting on it.”

A bubble of laughter escaped her before she grew serious. “You’re taking a serious chance here, Ryder. Nikita Mirzani and Zack have quite the history between them. He was the first man to introduce her to BDSM. Until I met you I’d have sworn he’d been the only man who could dominate Nikita Mirzani and get away with it.”

“If you saw Ryder dominating her last night, you wouldn’t doubt him.”

At the other man’s voice, Ryder looked up to see Xander walk into the gazebo. Despite the cool morning air, he was only wearing a pair of half-buttoned jeans.

“I thought I might find you here, Ryder. Have you asked her yet?” Xander walked over, lifted Dewi Persik off the bench before sitting back down with her in his lap. He nuzzled the side of her neck. “I missed your warm little body next to me this morning, grá.”

Dewi Persik squirmed on his lap before swatting at him. “Stop it, Xander.” She turned her attention back to Ryder. “What exactly did you want to ask me?”

Standing, Ryder began to pace. “I’m in a bit of a predicament here, Dewi Persik. I’m pushing Nikita Mirzani hard right now and…” He stopped and looked at her in a pleading way. “I need your help.”

Dewi Persik paled. “I can’t help you if it means forcing her to face her past with Zack, Ryder. I’m not that strong. I can’t knowingly hurt my best-friend.”

He shook his head. “I don’t like hurting her this way, Dewi Persik, but I’m tired of her hiding from me, but that’s not what I need help with.” He sank down onto one of the other benches. “It’s just…”

“What he’s trying to ask you here, grá, is to talk to her about Shibari.” Xander nipped at her ear. “To be more specific, he wants us to show Nikita Mirzani how erotic it is.”

A low gasp came from Dewi Persik before she focused on Ryder. “But Nikita Mirzani doesn’t get into the bondage like that…”

Ryder nodded. “I know. She’s never expressed any interest in it, yet it’s something that I am going to want to do with her if she accepts my collar. So far I’ve been restraining myself from approaching her about it. Instead I’ve been focusing on her needs for the flogger and pain she must have to function normally.”

He rubbed the back of his neck before giving them both a rueful smile. “Don’t get me wrong, warming her backside is erotic as hell, but…I just need more. So far I’ve managed to resist the temptation, or go to one of the clubs I occasionally work for and tie up a willing sub, but I’d much rather it be her.”

“You’ve been going to the clubs and having subs pay you to tie them up?” Amusement filled her face.

He nodded shortly then crossed his arms. “I don’t see what’s so humorous about it. It satisfies my need without putting undue stress on Nikita Mirzani.”

“You and Zack are two of kind. Both of you are going to another for what Riley Reid would willingly give you - if you would simply ask her.”

Xander chuckled. “That’s what I first thought when he approached me about it.”

“Excuse me?” Ryder looked from Dewi Persik to Xander, not quite understanding.

“You go to a club in L.A. to tie women up while Zack goes to Sasha Grey’s to flog and whip submissives. Both of you are being too considerate to Nikita Mirzani. She’s not a mind reader. Have you ever broached the subject to her? Does she know of your little fetish?”

“Yes. I mentioned it to her once when we were discussing her limits. I mentioned I’d practiced the art.”

Dewi Persik crossed her arms over her chest. “But I’ll bet you never asked her if she’d be willing to let you practice on her, did you?”

Ryder thought back to that discussion and frowned. He’d had to be less forceful with her when they’d discussed limits. She’d been so on edge he hadn’t felt comfortable pushing her at that time when she’d said she’d never had it done to her. He’d been afraid she’d run again.

“Not exactly.” Dom’s face was filled with chagrin.