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I trailed my fingertips between her breasts. Her nipples hardened, and her palms rested on my thighs. Shivers broke over her flesh. Her lips parted and her tongue touched the corner of her lip.
“They’ll wish they could touch you, but you’re mine. They’ll crave the taste of you on their tongue. I don’t need a collar to mark you. You don’t need the label of submissive to show you’re obedient.”
“Will you fuck me in the club?”
“Would you want me to?”
“I need your hands on me. I need you inside me.” She swallowed. “I belong to you, Marco.”
“No one will ever touch you. I’ll kill anyone who tries. I’m the only one who will ever see you come, to hear you scream my name. Does it make you wet to know I’ll kill for you?”
“You bled for me. You made vows to me. I’d kill for you, too.” Her voice lowered. “As long as I have a blade in my hand and breath in my body, no one but you will ever touch me.”
I stared past her reflection, into the mirror. The security guard behind us nodded as he communicated through an earpiece.
“Mr. Bruno, Ronan will be here in a moment to escort you into the club.”
“Thank you,” –I didn’t require a babysitter– “but an escort isn’t necessary.”
“Topolina.” I spoke quietly to Allegra, led her to the polished black door, and pulled it open.
Inside, the main room was steel, leather, and luxury. Club members socialized at small clusters of chairs and leather couches. A bar stretched the length of the west wall. Next to it, a short set of stairs led to an observation platform. A few people overlooked the demonstration stage.
In the center of the room, under spotlights, a woman was fully suspended on a steel rig. A man worked intricate knots, binding her arms and legs. With a tug, he raised her legs parallel to the floor. Her blonde hair draped in a curtain to the floor.
I took a step closer. I’d only met Luca’s submissive at the estate for Savio’s birthday. But she’d had distinctive features. She was rail thin, small, and wore her bruises like some women wore diamonds.
“Is it her?” Allegra whispered beside me.
“No.” Keeping my hand possessively on her back, I led us around the perimeter of the room.
This had been Luca’s playground. I understood the appeal of control in a relationship. But Luca had existed on a plane beyond my needs. Allegra took a half step closer to me. I slid my arm around her, holding her hip. “Breathe, little mouse.”
There were small staging areas throughout the room for public exhibitions.
A man approached. I recognized him as Alex’s business associate, Ronan. He stuttered in his steps when he noticed my hand on Allegra.
“Mr. Bruno.” He extended his hand.
“My wife, Allegra.”
Ronan acknowledged her with a slight nod and a smile, then turned his hardened gaze to me again. “The exhibition platforms are available to you, but if you want a private room with your submissive, talk to one of the dungeon monitors. They’re aware of your guest privileges for tonight.”
I focused intently on Ronan. I wanted him to fully comprehend my intentions. “We both know why I’m here. It’s not to fuck my wife with an audience. I want the girl, Tinker.”
Tension ticked in Ronan’s jaw. “You won’t find her here. I know who and what you are. I’m not trying to be difficult. She was private. Only went by the name Tinker. The club promises anonymity.”
I took a step closer to him. “I want the girl. When I find her, and I will, I’ll remember those who obstructed my efforts. You don’t want me as an enemy.”
“No, I don’t. If I could give you something to get you the fuck out of my club, I would. This is a dead end.”
Not yet, but it would be if he lied to me.
Ronan stepped away.
“If we want to get close to those who would’ve been here with her,” Allegra said, “we need to mingle and listen. Maybe a Dom who spanked her? Whipped her? Or whatever she was into. But we don’t even know that.”
Yes, we did. I’d seen the bruises on her body. I knew my brother. His tastes delved into the extremes. “A spanking wouldn’t be enough for Tinker. She liked it rough and brutal. She wanted to hurt.”
