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“Nothing’s eating at me. It’s just... with her... it’s different. Even with you as the alpha, I feel like her alpha.” He looked at Kevin. His gaze was unsure. It was evident that he didn’t understand his own feelings. However, Kevin did.
“You are her alpha, Keith. I am the alpha in our menage dynamic, but you will always be dominant over her. Don’t ever believe differently.”
Keith pressed his lips into a grim line. Again, Kevin read the signs. Every scene they did was controlled by him, the alpha, except when Keith had alone time with the submissive. It seemed his little beta needed a boost to his confidence as an important part of their newly acquired relationship. He needed to make as much of an impact on Aria as Kevin had from the start.
“Why don’t you take the lead on this scene, Keith?” Kevin didn’t look at him. Instead, he continued to study their little baby girl.
“Are you serious?” Keith couldn’t hide the excitement at the prospect from his voice.
“I wouldn’t have suggested it otherwise.” He looked around. “I have one suggestion, however.”
“Name it.”
“Master Raptor made quite an impression on our Babygirl the night of the auction. I saw a need in her eyes that night. I believe we should feed it.”
“You’re right.” Keith nodded. “She definitely needs to get him out of her system. Tonight is the perfect time for it.” He looked at Kevin. “So, what is the scene?”
Kevin shrugged. “You decide. It’s your night, Keith. I’m going to watch... and enjoy every moment of it.”
“What do you mean, watch? C’mon, Kev, this is our thing. I don’t want to do it with another Dom.”
“You will because it’s what I want.” His hand wrapped around Keith’s throat and he squeezed, his eyes darkening at the gasp escaping his lips. “Are you going to deny me what I need, Keith?”
“No, Master Panther. I’ll give you what you need.”
“Very well, then get to it.” With a brief nod, he walked to the corner and sat down in an oversized wingback chair, relaxed and comfortable. He might be the alpha, but a good alpha knew to let the reins loose just enough to strengthen the bond of the pack. It was the first time Keith had acted this way. Kevin understood why, because he felt the same intense need to be in full control over their newly acquired baby girl.
Love... they had found love.
Club Rogue, Baton Rouge... The scene...
“Her arms must be quite strained and painful by now,” Keith murmured. Still, he chose not to relieve the pressure of them being pulled back so high. He took the three stairs onto the platform as quiet as a jungle cat, soft and unobserved. Circling her, his sharp eyes detected every twitch of a muscle. It pleased him to notice her head tilting just a tad in acknowledging his presence.
Her body shone with sensualism in the downlights shining from above. Once again, Keith stood powerless against the imperceptible pull of her allure. She radiated a carnal charisma that threatened to shatter the little resolve he had left not to open his heart to her fully. Kevin had warned him it was too soon. That he should ease into the emotions awakening inside him, however, when it came to Aria, he found it impossible to isolate his physical attraction from the emotional. It was as if one fed off the other. Witnessing her in this obsolete subservient position, waiting on him like a good little baby girl, tugged at his heartstrings.
Moving closer, he refrained from touching her but allowed her to feel his presence in the heat of his body close behind hers. With a smile he noticed her breathing become laborious as she exhaled in quick little puffs.
“Fuck,” he cursed as he detected a tremor of her upper arms. Moving quickly, he released the chain pulley to slacken it slowly. To him and Kevin it was of utmost importance never to cause a submissive unnecessary discomfort or pain. Aria had been left in this position for nearly an hour and since she was so short, her muscles must be causing her excruciating pain, even her toes must be cramping by now.
Although she released a gasp of relief, Aria didn’t move. Keith’s respect for her spiked. Their baby girl was more of a submissive than she realized. Kevin had warned her not to move, and even though she could now lower her arms, she chose not to... because her Daddy had told her not to.
“Such a perfect little Babygirl,” he whispered as his lips twitched with pleasure. He basked in the warmth of her skin permeating through him. Gently tracing her cheek, he brushed her hair back. With a firm grip on her shoulders, he gently forced her to lower her arms.
“Up, Babygirl.”
“Ohh, shit,” she moaned as she obeyed, and he began to massage her upper arms.
“In the future I expect you to use your safeword in situations like this,” he rasped angrily. “We might get busy and although you will always be in our minds, we aren’t mind readers. We won’t know you are suffering unless you tell us. You do not endure torment unnecessarily because you believe it’s what we want, is that clear?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she sighed into his touch. Grunting he continued the massage, soaking in every delightful mewling gasp as he loosened the tight knots with supple movements of his hands.
“Better?” he breathed the question into her ear.
“Yes, much better, thank you, Sir.”
Crack!
“Fuck! OWW!” she cried at the unexpected sting on her buttocks.
