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I followed the two men to the bar. My first instinct was to blend in with the crowd and not stand out– if I didn't attract attention, there wouldn't be any weird situations to avoid. The only bad thing was that, with the sinful red dress, I had a flashing light arrow above my head, which automatically attracted glances.
Lei scrutinized me for a few moments. At least it was not Kaden's gaze I felt on me. That much was certain. And even though I kept my eyes down, I couldn't help but take a closer look at my surroundings. Behind the bar was a huge, tall, wide glass wall with hundreds of bottles of expensive alcohol shimmering in every color imaginable.
But that wasn't what really caught my eye. It was what was behind it. For this glass was not a mirror showing me what was happening behind me. No, I could look through it and see a couple enjoying themselves on some kind of sex swing. Everyone in the room could see the spectacle, but no one seemed as fascinated as I was. My mouth went dry. I would never have described myself as a prude. But now that I was face to face with these people, all of whom were openly living out their sexual preferences, I realized I had missed out on a lot over the past few years.
Why was I content to have five minutes of fun with a semi-attractive man who couldn't even bring me to orgasm? He probably didn't even care as long as he got off. When I could have something else? Something much more fulfilling? All the needs I hadn't known about until Kaden had shown up?
At first I had scoffed at it, but now I saw him in a completely different light, and I believed that sooner or later this would be my undoing. I still believed there was a woman out there who was perfect for him, but in the two weeks since our conversation in the bar, I had let the search slip. For no particular reason, just because I didn't want to leave this world any sooner than I had to.
Still, I stared at the couple behind the glass, absolutely certain that while we could see them, they could not see us. I continued to stare until Kaden cleared his throat softly and I… just like that, dropped to my knees right next to his feet and took the position I had taken outside on the pavement.
Fuck. That was called conditioning, wasn't it? I read his body language so casually that I was just reacting instead of thinking about what I was doing. So it seemed natural to slide to the ground when he cleared his throat, because that was exactly what Kaden wanted. The sound of satisfaction he made signaled exactly that to me.
And Lei? He still seemed to be impressed by the fact that Kaden had shown up with company. Whatever that meant.
"Well, I'm all ears, my dear," Lei began. I had to prick my ears to understand him at all.
Kaden's posture remained calm. Relaxed. As if this was his natural environment and it was perfectly normal to have a conversation while several feet away a woman was being fucked by three men, announcing her pleasure to the whole club.
"Nika and I have known each other for a long time. Since we were kids, to be exact."
Somehow I expected him to tell about our bargain. He would lay all the sordid details on the table to show off for his mate. Instead, that was all he said, and Lei didn't seem to feel the need to probe any further.
Had Kaden given him a look? Was that all there was to say? We just knew each other– so it was natural that we would find ourselves in such a dynamic?
Even though it was only in my head that I was exaggerating, I felt a sharp sting.
Nothing we had done had been obvious. It had all been like a small battle. A battle we had fought with each other, only to end up in a situation that somehow benefited both of us.
"She's looking for the right woman for me, by the way," Kaden interjected a few seconds later. I heard the smirk in his voice.
Lei laughed. "We've been trying to set you up for eight years. Did you tell her that?"
"Only indirectly," he replied. "But she's stubborn and self-confident. So I dutifully go on every date she sends me on."
It all sounded like another tabloid headline. The next time they wrote about Kaden, they might say that his best friend had tried unsuccessfully to get him married. That this time, instead of Bridezilla, it was the groom who mutated into a monster. They would come up with something.
The carpet under my knees started to get uncomfortable, as was the motionlessness, but soon there would be a point where my body wouldn't care, as long as Kaden kept paying attention to me. And he did, just like now, when his fingers slid over my cheek. Tender and loving, just the kind of touch I was craving before the next time he tested or humiliated me without warning.
"What shall we start with? You don't deserve the whips after how well you behaved… so how about a little reward?" Kaden's voice sent shivers down my spine. Whenever he spoke to me like that, my brain shut down.
It wouldn't take long for me to start salivating just because of how he sounded. But it would probably not stay that way, because the moisture between my legs was already dripping. Kaden had my body under his control. I had wrapped myself around his little finger so successfully that the slightest hint of fun with him made me react like this.
Other women would have been disturbed by the power I gave him. It made me smile, knowing I had a similar effect on him. When I looked at Kaden in a certain way and gave a verbal cue, I could see his cock pressing hard against his trousers. Just like that. All because I had irritated him a little, without even having to take my clothes off.
"Lei, would you excuse us?" Kaden stood up and motioned for me to do the same.
So I got up, straightened my shoulders, and enjoyed that Kaden put his hand on my lower back to guide me through the crowd. Even though they didn't see him coming, the others automatically moved aside, leaving a small path for us to walk through.
It was only then that I noticed the whole room was hexagonal in shape, with corridors leading off in all directions. For a brief moment, I wondered what other secrets were hidden in this building, but Kaden had already led me on, depriving me of the chance to turn my head in the various directions and spy clues telling me what was happening elsewhere.
"We've never talked about how you feel about other women," Kaden murmured in my ear as he pushed open a door. I kept my eyes down, but only until he grabbed my chin and forced me to look up. His body was firmly pressed against mine from behind as I drew in a sharp breath and watched as one woman fucked another– with a strap-on much longer and thicker than any cock I'd ever seen. Kadens included.
I opened my mouth, blinking, only to close it again. I couldn't have told him if he'd asked me what the sight was doing to me. On the one hand, it excited me to see a woman in the dominant position taking what she wanted. On the other hand, I was completely heterosexual and could not imagine making out with a woman.
It wasn't until I looked again that I realized the woman lying down had been tied up. Her wrists were attached to a pole and the ankles were in a spreader bar– even if she had wanted to, she couldn't close her legs. She was left helplessly exposed.
That was something I had a lot more sympathy for.
