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She was silent, and an uneasy feeling gnawed at the bottom of my stomach, like something wasn’t quite right.
It felt as though I was being judged, watched. Not the way it felt when Charity, Freyja and I were together. Something uninvited.
Hewas watching us.
I pivoted around to look at the painting to our left. I knew every vantage point he had here, and part of me wished I didn’t.
He was watching.
My blood ran cold, and I lost all the courage I had to seduce her.
A sliver of light flashes behind the eyes of the late Marco Delessepps. He had seen me look…
I decided to keep going, he had been caught watching, and now he had fled—I was sure of it.
Feebly, I continued.
21
DOMENICO
I watched him fumble with his hands, asking for permission from the bratty girl he brought here.
The lust that burned so deliciously inside of me had returned once again. A re-ignition of the flames Lilith spread through my body each time I saw her. It was her who began this lusting, it had all started with her, and I blamed every vile thought I had on her.
I stroked myself under my robes as I watched; my fangs released and hungry. I wanted to show them both what it was like to be in control—full control of another.
The girl did not want to be asked, she wanted to be told. She wanted to be told just how unreasonable she was, how ungrateful…all while punishing her body with pleasures. She wanted it…she craved it. How could he not see?
The answer came easy to me as I gripped the head of myself and thumbed just below the crown.
Charles wanted the same thing.
He wanted to hear how insufferable he was, howbadandwronganddirty.The punishment was palpable on both their skin—I saw it behind their glassed eyes, I smelled it seeping from their pores.
For a moment, Charles looked back at the painting I stood behind, watching them with languor.
I froze, but he knew exactly what happened behind those oiled eyes; spurred me on.
I would show them.
My steps were steady, and before I breached the door, my thoughts were clouded by possession…ownership.
This wasmyhome, my holy sanctuary of worship. By the end of this, they would both respect me.
The girl gasped, covering her chest, and Charles fell back on his hands, away from the tubs edge.
“Shit, Dom, what happened to privacy?”
Unable to control what I felt for Charles, the lingering memories of our countless trysts.
“On your knees.”
I commanded the room, my shoulders squared, my robes brushing the tips of his feet. The girl was silent, still clutching her chest, greedily watching the events unfold in front of her like the dirty slut she was.
Charles didn’t hesitate to obey, and I grinned as I watched Charity take note of his actions.
A submissive never failed to drop to their knees when commanded, not a good sub anyway.
