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He swallowed, wetting his dry throat. “You look stunning.” He walked over to her, drawn to her like a moth to a light.

“Are you sure? I know you wanted me to wear my wedding dress but—”

“I would’ve preferred that, but you look beautiful in this too.” His thumb traced across the soft fabric, teasing her nipple. It’d only take a little push and her breast would be free, but if he started now, they’d never make it out of the house.

“That white dress would stand out at the Club like a pimple on your nose.”

“I want you to stand out.” He bent and kissed her, tugging slightly on her hardening nipple. “I want everyone to notice you because I want them all to know that you’re mine.”

“Oh, Harker.” She kissed him quickly. “That’s sweet but I don’t think most people will care. I’ve seen the women there and…I’m not feeling sorry for myself, but they are way more attractive than I am.”

“You underestimate your attraction.” He forced himself to stop playing with her nipple before he carried her to their bedroom. “Most of the men at the Club prefer unique, intelligent females who understand what it is to be a woman.”

“What does that even mean?” She raised her brow. “I have a funny feeling I’m about to be insulted.”

“Not at all.” He skimmed his fingers along the warm, soft skin of her throat because he couldn’t stand so close and not touch her. “The best kind of woman understands that she doesn’t need to eliminate what makes her female in her quest for feminism. I’m all for equal rights and feminism. Women are as smart as men, as hard working and should be compensated for that, but the woman who can work with men, compete with men and not eliminate the unique things that make men-men and women-women, is a female to be cherished above all others. She’s a partner not a subordinate.”

“So you don’t want me to be your sub?” Her eyes sparkled mischievously.

“In the bedroom? Yes, I definitely do. In everyday life? No. I prefer a partner.” His hand slid inside the top of her dress, caressing her breast.

“If you don’t stop that we’ll never make it out of here.” Her voice was breathless as she arched her back slightly, pushing more firmly into his hand.

“That’d be a shame. I have so much to show you tonight.” He pinched her nipple, making her sigh before he removed his hand from her dress. “Come. It’s time to go play.”

CHAPTER 44: Alison

Alison tried not to dig her nails into Harker’s arm as he led her to a couch toward the back of the Club. They’d discussed what he wanted to do tonight, and even though she’d agreed she wasn’t so sure it was a good idea. She sat as Harker ordered their drinks.

“Ethan will be here shortly.” He sat next to her, his hand resting on her thigh.

“Are you sure about this?” She wasn’t. It was tempting and exciting but if it were another woman joining them, she’d be jealous.

“Have you changed your mind?” His dark eyes didn’t give her any clue as to what he wanted.

“I…I don’t know.”

“You can stop at any time.” He touched her cheek. “If you don’t want to do this, that’s fine too.”

“I…Do you want to do this?” It was a silly question because he’d arranged it, but she couldn’t comprehend how he’d be okay with watching another man touch her, kiss her.

His eyes searched hers. “This is about me helping you to experience things you’ve only fantasized about.”

“And you’ll be okay with this…with seeing me with another man?”

“Yes. I want to be the one to show you these new levels of pleasure.” He kissed her softly.

“But it doesn’t make sense.” She turned toward him. “You’re okay with this but the contract says we’re to be monogamous. This is not monogamy. This is polyandry.”

“No, it’s not.” He smiled at her. “Ethan isn’t your second husband, and he’s not going to fuck you.” His hand cupped her breast, squeezing gently. “The only one fucking you tonight will be me.”

“Oh. Okay. I understand.” She smiled, but she wanted to cry. She was in love with him, and he thought of her as his student. If he wasn’t concerned about paternity, he’d be okay with her fucking another man while he watched.

“I’m not sure you do.” His brow wrinkled with concern.

“Hello.” Ethan’s whiskey smooth voice interrupted their conversation and Alison couldn’t stop her body from responding. He was the hottest man she’d ever seen. He smelled sexy, he looked sexy, his voice made her insides melt and she was going to be his plaything tonight.

CHAPTER 45: Harker

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