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“I do, but he won’t touch her.”
“I know. I’m just trying to help you refocus…professionally speaking.” Tony grinned as we headed toward the dungeon.
“Thanks, Doc, but the minute I start marking her sweet ass, I’ll be completely focused.”
“So will she.” He chuckled.
“Damn straight.” I grinned, then sobered. “Do me a favor?”
“Anything.”
“Dalton’s upstairs manning the security station. Will you tell him to pay close attention to the outside feeds, especially the parking lot?”
“Absolutely.” Tony nodded.
When I parted the curtain and stepped inside the dungeon, the buzzing voices of the members fell silent. The only sounds filling the air were the Dominants still spanking, flogging, and whipping their subs. The fact that the Doms, Dommes, and Tops trusted me and my security staff to provide for their safety—during and after my altercation with Elliott—enough to continue scening, filled me with pride.
Shoving all thoughts of the wannabe Dom from my mind, I locked my gaze on Julianna.
Across the dungeon, she stood bound to the cross, staring over her shoulder at the entrance. The instant she saw me, the fear glistening in her eyes vanished and her shoulders sagged with palpable relief.
Glancing at Drake—beefy arms crossed over his chest, wearing his usual don’t fuck with me expression—my heart sputtered. He stood in front of Julianna, blocking her with his big body. Though he’d stopped being her mentor years ago, he was still providing her safety. While most simply saw the glower on the big man’s face, those of us who knew Drake well simply observed him display his big ol’ teddy bear heart.
We’ll all watch over you and Julianna like a pack of rabid wolves.
Tony’s promise gonged through my brain. Then, like a kick to the balls, I realized the only way to truly keep Julianna safe was to wrap her in Kevlar and place her inside a bubble of bulletproof glass. Of course, that was impossible. As impossible as trying to figure out if Elliott was simply a horny player, or a certifiably insane, dangerous nut-job plotting revenge.
Not knowing the answer ignited sparks of impotence that quickly grew into flames of fear.
Heart pounding, I clenched my jaw and charged across the dungeon.
When I reached the cross, a tear slid down Julianna’s cheek as she sent me a watery smile.
Drake simply studied me, scowl deepening before he leaned in close and murmured lowly, “Find someplace to cool off. I’ll stay with Julianna.”
I reared back and gaped. As his outlandish assumption that I was too angry to safely scene with Julianna plowed through my brain, I shook my head.
“I’m not pissed,” I softly replied, pulling the single tail from my toy bag on the table beside the cross.
“Right,” he drawled, rolling his eyes. “I’ve known you over twenty years. I know when you’re pissed.”
“What you’re seeing isn’t anger,” I murmured.
The hard lines of his face slowly softened in understanding.
“Stop worrying, man, no one is going to get to you…either of you,” Drake assured. “None of us will ever let that happen.”
I wanted to remind him there were no guarantees in life, but instead, I nodded. This wasn’t the time or place to start dissecting past demons.
“We don’t have to do this right now, Master,” Julianna murmured as Drake strode away.
Like a shot of morphine, her loving gaze and compassionate tone surged through my veins, melting the spikes of fear and warming my soul. She wasn’t trying to escape her punishment. In fact, Julianna wasn’t thinking about herself at all. She was focused on me and my needs.
As her innate desire to please roared to life, I eased in behind her and sank a fist into her thick, crimson hair. Brutally tugging her head back, I savored her sharp gasp of pain. When I raked my fingernails up the cheek of her ass, Julianna whimpered and bit her bottom lip as she lifted to her toes.
Gorging on her sweet submission, the ache to command her swirled like a cyclone, chasing all my worries—past and present—away. Centered and at peace again, a thunderous growl rumbled from deep in my chest. Confident and in command, I leaned in and scraped my tongue up her slender, warm neck.
“Oh, but we do, sweet slut. Right here. Right now,” I murmured, sinking my teeth into the soft flesh beneath her ear while dragging the cool leather whip over her lush ass.
