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“You’re not as fragile as they think, are you, gorgeous girl?”
Shaking my head slightly, I worshiped his finger as if it were his shaft, swirling my tongue around him and sucking hard.
“I think it’s time to let you feel a little fire with the next one. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, little one?” He traced the tip of his tongue over the shell of my ear, and I moaned in agreement.
The smack of his hand echoed in my ears as a sweet burn flowed up my spine and ebbed down my legs. Seemingly weightless, I floated on the liberating sensations.
“Give it to her, Stephen. She likes it harder than that.” The malevolent voice of Davis Walker—my former Master—thundered in my ears and instantly shattered the euphoric splendor.
Bolting upright from the table, I whipped my neck toward the direction of his voice. There, standing among a sea of curious faces, Davis smiled. Only I could see past his mask, see the contempt glistening in his cold, heartless eyes. Bile rose in my throat. Every graceless emotion—embarrassment, degradation, rage, and fear—galloped through me, leaving a trail of slimy disgust. Trembling like a leaf, I flashed a glance toward Sanna. I needed a lifeline to pull me in from the choppy, volatile water I was drowning in. Meshed between her Masters, my sister’s confused frown creased her brow. Both Dylan and Nick volleyed their attention between Joshua and my former Master.
“It’s been a long time, bunny. I’ve missed you.” Davis addressed me in the club name he’d given me. The sound of it after so many years made my blood run cold. He flashed me a smile I found repulsive and vile as he took a step toward me.
Inching back, Joshua put his arms around me, reinforcing his presence. Davis smirked as if pleased to see my overt fear.
Sliding his attention back to Joshua, he nodded. “Don’t let me interrupt, Stephen. I’m thoroughly enjoying the show, but there’s one thing I need to know, does her ass still feel as soft as cotton? I imagine it does. I’ve never forgotten the feel of her flesh. Go on, slap her again, hard. I can’t tell you how much I’ve missed hearing her lusty cries.”
“Then don’t,” Joshua commanded in a tone colder than stone. Turning his back on Davis, he shot Mika a look of controlled fury as his arms remained cinched around me in a protective hold. “She’s done here.”
“Yes, indeed.” Mika nodded as his hulking body seemed to expand. “Master Kerr, I need a word with you upstairs, please.”
It wasn’t a question—it was an order.
Joshua gripped my quaking body against him tighter. Even the heat pouring off him did nothing to stop my nervous tremors.
“I’ve got you, Mellie. Relax, baby. You’re safe. Totally safe.”
“Seriously?” Incredulity wrinkled Davis’ face. “Come on, Mika, I was just giving Stephen some pointers, that’s all.”
“I don’t believe he asked for any. Stephen needs no help in any Dominant fashion, not from you, me, or anyone,” Mika countered, his tone dripping with contempt. “We can do this here, or in private. I really don’t give a fuck. But we are going to have a conversation, Kerr.”
“Oh, for the love of…fine. Fuck it. Let’s go,” Davis spat.
Before turning to follow the club owner, Walker turned and pinned me with a contemptuous look. Riddled with insecurities, I dropped my gaze as Drake rushed past the back of the padded table. Peeking up, I watched the three men round the archway to the hall of private rooms.
“Are you all right?” Joshua whispered as his narrow eyes delved into mine.
“Yeah.” I nodded, still shaking uncontrollably.
“Okay, folks. Show’s over,” Tony announced through the mic. “If you’ll all sit back and relax for a bit, we’ll begin the ceremony shortly.”
“Mel?” Sanna asked in a quivering voice ripe with fear. I turned my head. Panic etched my sister’s face. “Was that…him?”
“Yes.” I nodded, grateful the members were gravitating toward their seats.
“What’s he doing here?”
“I don’t know. I don’t know how he found me, or if he was even looking.” The combination of shock, anger, and fear had tears threatening to spring forth. I blinked them away as Sanna bent and handed me my skirt, but my fingers trembled so badly it slipped back to the floor.
“Here, let me help you.”
I clung to Joshua’s chest as Sanna picked up the garment then waited. When I turned, Joshua’s hands supported my waist, and I stepped inside the opening before she pulled it up around my waist. Everything and everyone around me seemed to move at the speed of light. My muddled brain made it difficult to focus on anything other than the all-encompassing bewilderment surrounding me.
Scattered thoughts flitted through my brain, like buying a lottery ticket. I felt the odds of Davis showing up the first time I dipped my toes into the submission waters had to be so outlandishly high, I should try my luck on something far less frightening. What the hell was Davis Walker doing at Genesis in the first place? Was he visiting, or was he a member? But why would Mika allow a player like Davis inside his club? Dizzied by the barrage of questions, I braced my hand on the spanking bench and drew in a deep breath.
“Stephen. Why don’t you let us take Mellie to our room? She can sit down for a bit, in private, and relax,” Nick suggested.
“I’d like to take her, if you don’t mind.”
