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Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 68424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)

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Ian knew something had to change when he couldn’t remember the last Daddy he’d dated. Unfortunately, while his work had subs popping out from behind every camera lens, Leashes & Lace didn’t have an abundance of Daddies wandering around…or at least they didn’t until a new pup came bouncing into town.

As the whirlwind of coming together with Bishop and Cohen finally settles down, Ian is left wondering what to do when Bishop heads out of town for a few days, leaving him and Cohen alone for the first time. With his Daddy gone, Ian has to turn to Cohen for stability, laughter…and just maybe love.

When the Daddy’s away, it’s the Dom’s turn to play…and to figure out how to care for a cheeky little who has both him and Bishop wrapped around his finger.

Author’s This is book three in the Our Love series and should be read in order.

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Chapter 1

Cohen

Fuck.

Now what?

As we watched the train slowly pull away, I reached out and took Ian’s hand. Somehow, I hadn’t realized until this moment that he was going to be watching his Daddy leave him at the same time I was watching my sub leave.

Yep, I was not that bright, but luckily I caught on quickly and could think on the fly.

“You know, if we timed it right, we could alternate calling him so much all he did was talk to us.” My suggestion had Ian giggling, his little side peeking out. “He doesn’t have anything else to do right now.”

Ian shrugged but glanced up at me out of the corner of his eye. “Nap? You probably kept him up all night.”

Not quite all night…

My grin must’ve been slightly wicked because Ian blushed and giggled again. “You were naughty, Uncle Cohen.”

Oh yeah.

“No.” I shook my head aiming for innocent. “I just made sure Daddy would remember us when he went back to pack his stuff.”

Ian was on the edge of being grown-up and not quite so grown-up, and the stress of watching Bishop leave was definitely inching him toward his little headspace. I wasn’t sure if he would poke at what I’d said or not, but he did just as he started to swing my hand.

“Us?” He nibbled on his lower lip, drawing my eyes.

But he kept swinging our hands.

The mixed signals were going to be the death of me.

“Yes.” Aiming for innocent enough not to shock a little just in case, I nodded. “I made sure we talked about you a lot.”

It took Ian a second, but then his eyes widened and his tone said he was scandalized. “Uncle Cohen.”

Clearly Uncle Cohen was a naughty Dom, but I wasn’t worried because Ian kept giggling. “I know. I’m very helpful.”

That got another giggle, but Ian started shaking his head like he couldn’t believe I’d said that…so maybe he was bigger than I thought?

It was time to find out.

“Alright, we can go grab some dinner, because I’m betting neither of us ate much earlier, or we can go back to your place and…find something fun to do.” The area wasn’t quite private enough for me to ask him if he wanted to play with his toys, but the wicked delight in his eyes had me rolling mine. “Dirty boy. That’s not what I meant.”

Ian blushed as a woman behind us cleared her throat. I couldn’t decide if she was enjoying our banter or thought we should take it somewhere more appropriate, but either way I stayed focused on the boy who was now in my care.

“What do you think?” As the train moved out of sight, I kept hold of Ian’s hand and started leading him through the building and back toward my car. “I could go either way.”

I wanted him to know I wasn’t leading him in any specific direction, but as we got more privacy, I spelled it out more plainly. “If you want to be little tonight because today was stressful, I think that would be a very good plan.”

He nodded slowly, clearly thinking hard…but he was still swinging my hand.

So I waited.

And waited.

By the time we got to my car, I was considering the merits of poking him when he shrugged. “Can we do both?”

“Sure.” What was he picturing? “How about we go grab some pizza and relax, and then we can go back to your place?”

Ian perked up, nodding. “Deep dish?”

Laughing, I agreed quickly. “Oh yes. But do you have the patience for true deep dish?”

That wasn’t a fast process.

His grin wavered between both sides of his personality as he barely managed not to giggle. “That’s your job to help me with now, Uncle Cohen.”

Hmm. He was probably right.

“Then let’s go.” I had a thousand questions to ask him, and at the very least grilling him would take up time…and when in doubt, I could find him a game on my phone to play. Right?

Giving his hand a squeeze, I opened the passenger door and even helped him get buckled. He was at the point where little Ian found it funny and liked being helped and big Ian was giggling for much naughtier reasons.

Stupid questions flashed through my head as I wondered if he really saw me as a sexual partner without Bishop there with us, but I managed to hold them back. I could have an existential crisis on my own time. Right now, Ian needed Uncle Cohen and maybe even his friend Cohen to distract him from Bishop’s departure.

And that was probably what I needed as well.

Bishop had become such an integral part of my life in such a short time, I wasn’t sure how it would feel for him to be gone even two weeks. Not that there was an exact time frame for his return…and maybe that was part of the problem?

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Advertisement Our Boy (Our Love #2) Read Online M.A. Innes http://www.books2020.com/our-boy-our-love-2-read-online-m-a-innes Fri, 24 Mar 2023 15:26:05 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/our-boy-our-love-2-read-online-m-a-innes Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Romance Authors: M.A. Innes Series: Our Love Series by M.A. Innes
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Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73498 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)

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Cohen knew something had changed the moment he saw the smiling, laughing man across the crowded bar. After a string of bad dates and terrible relationships, his expectations had hit rock bottom…until a smiling pup stepped into his arms and into his life.

However, nothing is simple as Cohen dives into the curious relationship between his pup, his pup’s boy, and the three of them together. With Cohen learning what it means to be in a relationship with two men and Bishop learning what it means to be a Daddy, there’s no way to hide how they’re coming to feel about their boy.
When a Dom, an unexpected switch, and a little finally open up, anything can happen

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Chapter 1

Cohen

Our pup had some questions to answer before the night was over. But for now, I was simply going to focus on the soft smile on Ian’s face and the warmth of his hand in mine.

And the wicked excitement radiating from our pup.

Our pup.

Yes, Bishop was definitely Ian’s Daddy, but he was our pup.

Our naughty pup.

But Ian’s tender Daddy.

Bishop was a fascinating mix of Dom and sub, but it seemed like his Dom side was completely focused on caring for Ian. He was a Daddy through and through, but I couldn’t help wonder what Ian would think about Bishop submitting to me.

“One thing your Daddy mentioned was that you have a sweet tooth as well.” The teasing comment got a sweet blush and a quiet groan from Ian. “He said you liked the cookies we made you.”

The seemingly shy sub shot me a frustrated glare that was so cute I had to remind myself that kissing him wasn’t acceptable…not yet, anyway.

I wasn’t even sure if this was a date.

Was it a date if we were having dinner, flirting, and talking around giving a sub an orgasm for being good?

Giving a soft huff that made Bishop grin even wider, Ian took a breath and stood straighter. “They were very good. Thank you.”

Hmm, it seemed like the shy sub had a bite to him.

“I’m glad.” Squeezing his hand, I decided to make sure we addressed a few things before we got to the door of the restaurant. “I wanted to make sure you knew I supported the two of you in figuring out how your relationship would look. You’ve made Bishop very happy.”

And now they were both blushing.

Ian’s gaze dropped to the ground, but he showed his gumption as he peeked back and forth at us. Bishop’s expression made Ian giggle. As he looked back at me, I wasn’t sure what he saw in my face, but Ian looked more confident as his giggle faded and he straightened.

“I appreciated that.” Taking a breath, he seemed to be deliberately avoiding both our gazes as he looked straight at the restaurant. “Seeing that you weren’t…well, that you were okay with what we were doing made it easier.”

Easier to submit?

Easier to trust?

Easier to come on this weird maybe date?

There were too many options to guess, so I nodded and tried to project a confidence I wasn’t sure I felt at the moment. “I’m glad. I want both of you to be happy.”

I meant it in the most innocent way possible, but something about my statement had Ian tripping over nothing and blushing again.

He wasn’t thinking only innocent thoughts.

It seemed like Bishop’s sweet boy had a wicked side, too.

Bishop’s deep, sexy chuckle didn’t help Ian’s ability to get his telltale blush under control, but it seemed like my pup liked how his boy was so easy to read.

I wasn’t sure what that said about my obliviousness in the past, but a small voice in the back of my head hinted that everything had happened at the right time. Agreeing was frustrating, but I wouldn’t have been the right Dom for Ian.

I wasn’t a Daddy…but maybe I could be an honorary uncle?

Was there a title for your Daddy’s Dom?

Nothing that I’d seen about that part of the lifestyle put me off, but it simply wasn’t how I saw myself. I wasn’t a Daddy…but then again…I hadn’t seen myself as a handler either.

Clearly, my ability to self-assess needed some work.

“Should I ask what you’re thinking?” Bishop’s teasing pulled me from my wandering thoughts and had Ian groaning.

Thankfully, he wasn’t talking to me.

“No…that would be…” Shaking his head, Ian gave Bishop a wide-eyed look that was very contrived and looked like something Eli would’ve taught him. “Please, no?”

As I tried not to laugh, Bishop snickered and shook his head. “I think we need to make a rule about aiming that expression at me just to get what you want.”

Ian’s startled expression had me laughing and shaking my head. “Don’t agree with it. It’s a trap.”

Bishop shot me a glare that was half laughter and half frustration. “You’re just making trouble.”

Nodding eagerly, I didn’t even try to hide my grin. “Absolutely.”

Ian’s quiet giggles were infectious, and Bishop was barely hanging on to his fake outrage as I explained how I saw my role. “Think of me as an honorary uncle to your boy. I’m the fun one who gets to jump in and make trouble and encourage ridiculous things. Then you’re left to enforce the rules when I’m gone.”

That was definitely my role.

Rules and structure?

I had that with Bishop.

But fun, trouble, and teasing?

Oh yes, I could find my mischievous side if it let me have a way to fit into their life.

Bishop huffed, folding his arms across his chest. “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”

Ian’s entire body was shaking as he barely suppressed his laughter. When he could breathe without giggling, he stepped closer to his pouting Daddy and kissed his cheek. “But you get cuddles…”

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Advertisement Our Pup (Our Love #1) Read Online M.A. Innes http://www.books2020.com/our-pup-our-love-1-read-online-m-a-innes Sat, 07 Jan 2023 22:47:10 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/our-pup-our-love-1-read-online-m-a-innes Genre: M-M Romance, Romance Authors: M.A. Innes Series: Our Love Series by M.A. Innes
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Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)

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Bishop knew something had to change when the only bright spots in his life were his online friends. So when a chance to visit one came out of the blue, he knew it was fate…and fate had a plan that involved the guys at his favorite online store, Leashes & Lace.

Of course, nothing in Bishop’s life had come easily, so he knew he shouldn’t have been surprised when he met not one but two sweet men who couldn’t have been more opposite…and who pulled out very different feelings in him.
When a pup meets a Dom, sparks are supposed to fly…but what about when a pup meets a little in search of a Daddy?

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Prologue

Bishop

“You have to save me. I’m an idiot who thinks with his dick and I need to be saved from myself.” Laughter might not have been the best response, but Archer was being so dramatic it was hard to take him seriously sometimes. “This isn’t funny. I’ve been calling you for two days.”

Okay, most of the time.

Drama was obviously affecting his memory…and his logic skills, so I decided a reminder was in order. “The train has been going through ridiculously small towns that don’t have any cell service.”

And for some reason, the train seemed to go even slower when we were in dead zones.

There were wonderful side effects of traveling cross-country that I hadn’t expected—random areas of the US that got no cell service whatsoever and the fact that the motion of the train kept putting me to sleep.

Archer snorted, his drama ratcheting even higher. “That’s just stupid. You’re on a train through the South, not through a third world country.”

I couldn’t help laughing again. Whatever had gotten him so wound up had to be good. “Tell that to the cell companies who won’t put in enough towers down here. Now, before I lose signal again, what did you do?”

I could almost feel the signal fading without even having to look at the phone.

His sigh was not helpful, but I knew he’d fess up eventually. Archer might take a while to get going, but once he started talking, it all just exploded out.

“I’m an idiot who can’t control his dick.” I was a terrible friend. It was too funny but I managed not to laugh too much as I waited for him to continue his story. “It’s Declan. He’s…distracting. And he has a weird obsession with gray sweatpants. I might not survive.”

I couldn’t find a decent guy to date to save my life, but somehow his new roommate was the gray sweatpants god who seemed to be hung like a horse.

I’d have hated Archer if he hadn’t been one of my best online friends. He balanced me out in almost every way. Where I was laid back and had a wicked sense of humor, he was all panic and drama and constant erections from his wonderfully dirty thoughts.

The fact that he was embarrassed by the dirty thoughts, which just made him even more turned on, was fun…and it seemed that his new roommate found him fun too.

Just in a different way than I did.

Since it seemed like I was destined to live vicariously through his shenanigans, I jumped right in. “Oh, this sounds good. How distracting? Like doing weird shit while he walks around in his underwear distracting or the good kind?”

He had the worst luck with roommates, so it could’ve gone either way. “I thought you said it was going fine. Fine means boring, not sexual explosions.”

I’d obviously missed something on my slow trek toward the East Coast.

“Um, the good kind…I think?” Archer really didn’t sound too confident about that. “And I might have exaggerated how boring things are.”

At some point, I was going to be able to stop laughing, but I hadn’t reached that point yet. “What did you do?”

The silence coming through the phone was deafening.

“He’s…” Archer paused, throwing in a few dramatic sighs as he dragged it out. “He’s a tease, and he’s wicked and says outrageous things while leering at me.”

And this was a problem how?

It would’ve driven me bonkers, but it was perfect for my dirty friend. “Sounds like you’re falling head over heels for your perfect man. What’s the problem?”

“You’re an ass.” He was trying to sound stern, but he just never nailed it perfectly because there wasn’t an ounce of Dom in him.

“But I’m an ass who’s right.” I managed not to laugh as I teased him. “Now, what’s the problem here? And I really can’t believe you were holding out on me.”

I always got the good stories…that was just the kind of friend I was.

“You were excited about your trip. I wasn’t holding out on you.” He sighed. “He just flirts and then walks away. I’m always hard and stammering and blushing, and he hasn’t even touched me. I’m going crazy.”

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