Review by GingerSnapped
May 24I devoured this book and have lost count of how many times I have reread it. Easily one of my favorite books from Ki Brightly and M.D. Gregory.
When Colt’s wife vanishes and leaves her adult son behind, he offers Quin a brutal deal: take her place as Colt’s “wife” or be out on the street. Quin does not have much of a choice, but what starts as survival quickly becomes something hotter, deeper, and honestly kind of beautiful.
Colt is deeply committed to his 1950s housewife kink, and Quin, already a little femme, gets pushed into dresses, chores, and pet names like “wife” and “princess.” There is forced feminization, but not in a cruel way. It feels more like Colt is unlocking something Quin never realized he wanted. Once Quin leans into it, the chemistry between them is off the charts.
Colt may be possessive and controlling, but with Quin, he is also tender, loyal, and completely obsessed in the best way. He calls Quin his wife in front of everyone and absolutely means it, but he never forgets or denies that Quin is a man. Colt’s gay awakening feels honest and fresh. There is no gay panic, only some very slight hesitance, until he begins to understand that not all men are like him. Some are soft, pretty, and just as worthy of devotion.
This story is filthy, sweet, and unforgettable. I loved every moment of it.
Tell me what happened, baby, and I will handle it.”
“It doesn’t matter—”
“If someone made you cry, it matters. You are my wife. No one but me gets to make you cry, and I would only do it in the bedroom. Now, tell me.” I cupped his cheek and caressed my thumb over the redness, chasing more tears away. “Who. Made. You. Cry?
I devoured this book and have lost count of how many times I have reread it. Easily one of my favorite books from Ki Brightly and M.D. Gregory.
When Colt’s wife vanishes and leaves her adult son behind, he offers Quin a brutal deal: take her place as Colt’s “wife” or be out on the street. Quin does not have much of a choice, but what starts as survival quickly becomes something hotter, deeper, and honestly kind of beautiful.
Colt is deeply committed to his 1950s housewife kink, and Quin, already a little femme, gets pushed into dresses, chores, and pet names like “wife” and “princess.” There is forced feminization, but not in a cruel way. It feels more like Colt is unlocking something Quin never realized he wanted. Once Quin leans into it, the chemistry between them is off the charts.
Colt may be possessive and controlling, but with Quin, he is also tender, loyal, and completely obsessed in the best way. He calls Quin his wife in front of everyone and absolutely means it, but he never forgets or denies that Quin is a man. Colt’s gay awakening feels honest and fresh. There is no gay panic, only some very slight hesitance, until he begins to understand that not all men are like him. Some are soft, pretty, and just as worthy of devotion.
This story is filthy, sweet, and unforgettable. I loved every moment of it.
Tell me what happened, baby, and I will handle it.”
“It doesn’t matter—”
“If someone made you cry, it matters. You are my wife. No one but me gets to make you cry, and I would only do it in the bedroom. Now, tell me.” I cupped his cheek and caressed my thumb over the redness, chasing more tears away. “Who. Made. You. Cry?
