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Conall laughed. “I wouldn’t say I needed it—”
“He needed it,” Sloan interrupted with a smirk. “And by the sounds of it, so does your Kyta.”
Soletsky chuckled and ran a hand over his head. “I don’t think I could find anyone to hold my Kyta down long enough to give him a spanking. You know, I should have punished him as a child, but he was such a good boy then. Times change.”
Conall’s gaze slid to Roman again, and he grinned. “What does your right-hand man think about Kyta?”
Roman shot him a disgruntled glare.
Soletsky laughed. “Roman believes I should throw him out and teach him a lesson about independence, but he’s only nineteen. Young.”
Conall shifted closer to Sloan’s side, and Sloan curled his arm around his shoulders.
“Nineteen is old enough to learn,” Sloan said sharply. “Maybe find your boy someone who can teach him lessons about respect.”
Soletsky’s expression turned thoughtful and he nodded. “I think you’re right, Sloan. Well, we must be off. It’s always a pleasure doing business with you, and it was a delight to meet your pet.” He winked at Conall. “You keep him on his toes, boy.”
Conall snorted in laughter. “Yes, Mr. Soletsky.”
“Please, call me Fedir. We are business partners after all.”
They all said their final goodbyes before Sloan and Conall were left in the room with a couple of soldiers who stood guard near the door. Conall knew the protocol well by now. The men stayed for half an hour, at least, to make sure the visitors didn’t try anything stupid before they took their positions around the mansion.
Conall turned to Sloan and smiled sweetly. “He was nice.”
“He’s an old friend and a good ally.” Sloan’s gaze slid over Conall’s face and down his body, stopping at his nipples that peaked through the transparent mesh of his shirt. “Did you dress that way for me, pet?”
“Like this?” Conall took a step back and spun in a slow circle, running his hands over his arse when he had his back to Sloan, and then over his thighs when he faced him again. “Do you like it, boss?”
“Your attempts at seduction are cute, pet, but not enough to make me lose this bet.” He hooked his fingers under Conall’s chin and raised it so their lips were inches apart. “Come tomorrow, I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’ll be walking awkwardly for weeks, and then I’m going to do it again and again and again just to teach you a lesson in making bets with me.”
“We’ll see,” Conall purred, tweaking his nipples through his shirt. He let out an exaggerated moan and threw his head back. “Yes, boss, yes. Right there.”
The suspicious sound of a cough and smothered laughter came from a couple of the soldiers, and Conall threw them a grin. They shut up quickly when Sloan turned a glare at them, though, and their chuckles turned into clearing their throats.
“Are you done?” Sloan drawled at them. Amusement danced in his eyes when he swung his gaze back to Conall. “Pet, don’t you have work to do?”
Conall sighed. “You’re no fun.”
“And you need to visit the whorehouses. Make sure you tell the driver to stop somewhere so you can get breakfast. Go, before I put you over my knee and spank you.”
“Does that lead to fucking?” he asked hopefully.
Sloan shook his head and pointed at the door. Conall laughed on his way out.
