An Atypical Love

AN ATYPICAL LOVE Shaw Montgomery Published by Shaw Montgomery, 2023 This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental. AN ATYPICAL LOVE First edition. June 2023. Copyright 2023 Shaw Montgomery Written by Shaw Montgomery An Atypical Love Rohan can’t quite decide if letting his friend Conner play matchmaker is the smartest thing he’s ever done or the stupidest. As an asexual Dom who’s never quite found Mr. Right, after a string of misses, even he’s starting to admit it might be time to let the crazy owner of Bound & Controlled steer the show. Dayton knows he shouldn’t trust Conner when he has that look on his face, but when the wicked sub promises him Mr. Right, common sense goes right out the window. But with most Doms at the club being too scared of hurting him to let him submit, he’s crossing his fingers and hoping that love and domination are finally in the air. Sometimes finding Mr. Right is easy and sometimes he’s wrapped in an unconventional package…but love will always find a way. Author’s Note I would like to thank the wonderful people who signed up for the highest level of my brand new Patreon and who’ve given me such incredible support as I’ve started this project. I truly appreciate everyone who signed up and who’ve given me great feedback and encouragement. I hope they love the stories I’m going to be putting on there as much as I love them. My sincerest thanks to… Melissa Ellis Neil & Trish Wallace Joyce Foster Corrina Gilbertson Kumiko Williams Kelly Knight Dezi Ashley Diaz Jessica Ashley Sellers Madison Hammond Donna Sachs Marie Hageman Deborah Johnson Melissa Washburn Kirsty Table of Contents Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Prologue Rohan “You have to promise not to get offended or mad or anything like that because I’m just trying to help.” It was the innocent, I’m helpful and sweet look that made it clear she was up to something ridiculous. “No.” Shaking my head, I knew better than to agree to anything when Melissa started a sentence like that. Of course, I was stubborn and it’d taken me a few times to learn that particular lesson. “I’m not that naïve any longer.” “You’re being ridiculous.” Shaking her head, she looked like she knew she was right and I should just follow along. “This is going to change dating for you. I know it.” Oh, that made it sound even worse. Dating was…difficult. “No.” I was hoping if I kept repeating that answer it would sink in eventually. Unfortunately, we’d known each other so long she said I was family now and that seemed to mean boundaries weren’t a thing anymore. Trying to turn the conversation, I gestured toward the display case in the bakery where they were showing off all their goodies to perfection. “Have you decided what to get for dessert?” It almost worked. She was a pastry whore but it seemed like we’d reached the point where ruining my day was more fun than picking out junk food. I wasn’t sure how we’d reached this crossroad so quickly in life but I had a feeling it was due to my last dramatic breakup. Mario screaming at me in the middle of an expensive Italian restaurant that he was going to do something drastic if I didn’t fuck him hadn’t been exactly subtle. I wasn’t sure what he’d missed when I’d explained what being asexual meant to me, but clearly there’d been a miscommunication somewhere because I wasn’t going to do that. Ever. It was just…no. And according to the internet not every gay couple did it, so I still wasn’t sure what bug had crawled up his ass and turned on the crazy, but it hadn’t been anything I’d done. “Don’t try to distract me. It won’t work.” Completely turning her back on the desserts, she folded her arms across her chest and glared at me like she was channeling her brother when he got pissed. It might’ve worked if it’d actually been Jackson. He was slightly younger than her, attractive, and funny…and I was asexual, not dead, but she didn’t have any of the right parts or personality for me to give her what she wanted. “I’m thinking about getting something for now and then something for later.” Ha, that had her itching to turn around and drool but she was stubborn enough to dig her heels in. “Not going to work.” She was such a pain in the ass. “How is work going?” That was a topic that always made her crazy because her boss was weird, and she always had the best stories. “Not going to work either.” I was starting to remember why Jackson avoided hanging out with us and always did his own thing. She drove everyone nuts. Yep, it was her fault I’d never hung out with the guy long enough to see what he’d think of dating someone who really didn’t have any interest in intercourse. Hoping to just wait her out, I finished up the last of my sandwich and had decided on grabbing a couple of different types of croissants before she finally lost her patience. “Fine. I’ll just tell you without your agreement. Consent doesn’t apply here.” She was getting weirder and weirder lately. “What have you been reading?” Or writing. This conversation screamed that it had something to do with the dirty things she was writing about. “I thought we’d agreed that you would only talk about the innocent parts of your new hobby.” She kept insisting she was just playing around but that sounded like a copout to me. “This has nothing to do with that.” Waving