As her vision grew accustomed to the dimmer light, she looked around. Six other people were also chained to the stage. They didn’t look around. Instead they stood with arms at their sides as they stared out into the room. They remained still as statues. She studied their stance and mimicked it before turning to look out over the crowd, as well.
When the lights came up onstage, she blinked, and her fear expanded at the same time her nipples grew hard and her cunt lips dampened. She focused on the far wall instead of studying the people. She wasn’t sure she wanted to see who was in the crowd that gathered in front of the stage.
All at once, it felt as if someone ran warm hands over her skin. Her nipples tightened until they ached to be touched. Her clit puffed up, and her juices gathered and spread along her lower lips. Dropping her gaze from the back wall, she looked around without moving her head. No one stood anywhere near her. Glancing over the crowd, she met the assessing gaze of one of the most gorgeous men she’d ever seen outside a magazine.
He was a dark angel with military-cut short black hair styled to stand straight up, adding another inch to his impressively tall height. His eyes were pale though she couldn’t tell if they were blue or gray. His face was strong, clean shaven, and sharp angled which only added to his masculine beauty.
His eyes darkened when she didn’t look away at once. Finally, she dropped her gaze to his body and fought back a gasp. He was huge all over. Broad shoulders led her gaze to a body with more muscles than should be legal. It wasn’t the overly muscular body of a bodybuilder but a man who was well toned and beautiful. An open, black leather vest was all that covered his chest.
Her gaze dropped further. He wore black leather pants and boots. So, he was a Dom. Raising her gaze back up his long, thick legs, she noted the growing bulge at his crotch. If a hard-on was any indication, he was interested. Would he place a bid? Would he buy her for the weekend? Would he be the loving Dom Jenna had promised?
She felt her cheeks grow hot. Then she noticed he had one arm wrapped around another person, a man almost as big as he was. This one was blond with dark eyes and a body that was leaner, but just as muscular, just as beautiful. The smaller man wore only black leather pants and a black collar around his neck. No vest. Bare feet. The big and beautiful Dom already had a submissive. A male submissive.
So why was he looking at her like he couldn’t wait to get her alone?
Sloan lifted her gaze to the back of the room but watched them out in the periphery of her vision. The big man kissed the blond one’s temple and then said something to him. The blond nodded in response and settled even closer into his master’s side. It was an intimate moment between lovers, one that she’d dreamt of all week. She wanted a man to hold her close, to kiss her and murmur to her with that kind of intimacy. She wanted a man to love and to love her. Was she crazy to try and find that in a BDSM club?
Master Dane’s dark voice held more than a thread of steel that sent shivers of lust coursing through Sloan. She felt awkward as she climbed onto the bed and crawled to the center. Rolling over, she settled so she was half sitting against the dozen or so pillows piled up against the headboard. She spread her legs until Dane nodded in approval. When she felt cold air brush over her wet, exposed clit, she blinked before looking away and shifting her legs closer together.
“No, angel, spread those legs wide open. And keep your eyes on us. When we are in a scene, you will look into our eyes. Now, lift your arms and wrap your hands around the bars of the headboard.”
He waited until she complied. “If you let go of that headboard, I’ll paddle your beautiful ass and then tie you into place. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master,” she whispered.
Fear and lust warred for dominance, but her hunger for sex won out. She held her breath when Dane put one knee on the bed, and leaned over her. She was surprised when he kissed her again, his tongue exploring her mouth thoroughly. She couldn’t help but respond, though remained mindful to hold tight to the headboard.
Pulling back, he checked her hands. Then his eyes met hers, and he smiled and winked. “Very good, angel. Now relax and enjoy,” he whispered so only she could hear.
She watched as he took a deep breath and turned to Merlin who hadn’t moved a muscle. “Pet, lean over the end of the bed between angel’s legs, but do not touch her.”
Sloan watched wide-eyed as Merlin rose and moved to the end of the bed. He moved like a dancer, all controlled muscle and smooth movements. He positioned himself until his lips were just inches above her wet pussy.
She wanted to close her legs but couldn’t because of the broad-shoulders between them. Meeting his eyes, she smiled. When he licked his lips in anticipation, she swallowed hard.
“Now that we’re all in position, I’ll explain the game,” Dane stepped to the side of the bed, and Sloan turned her gaze to him.
“Pet, you will play with angel’s pussy. If you can bring her off before you come then, you win. If you come first, then I win. In either case, angel wins.”
“What’s the prize for winning?”
“Winner gets first fuck.”
Sloan gasped as the two men exchanged a purely masculine smile.
“To make this a little more challenging, I will be spanking you while you’re playing with angel. Not only is it your birthday, but you’ve earned quite a few punishment points this week for trying to deny me the pleasure of spoiling you.”
Sloan glanced down in time to see Merlin’s smile falter. “Yes, Master. I’m sorry.”
Dane nodded in acknowledgement of the apology as he opened the front of his leather pants.
Sloan squeaked when he reached in and fished out his cock and balls. Like the rest of him, his cock was huge. He was uncut and even longer and thicker than Merlin. His balls appeared as impressive as his cock. The head peeked out of the foreskin, dark purple and glistening. Sloan licked her lips, wishing she could taste him.
She hadn’t realized she’d spoken her thought aloud until he smiled at her. “Soon, pretty angel, you will taste me, and I will fill your mouth with my cream. But right now, relax and enjoy our game. Just don’t forget to hold onto that headboard.”
“Yes, Master,” Sloan whispered.
She watched as Dane pulled on a black leather glove and moved into position beside Merlin’s right hip. Lifting the leather-clad hand, he smiled at her and winked again. “You may begin, pet.”
At the same moment she watched Dane’s hand come down, she felt a fingertip slide between the lips protecting her clit. It started at the top of the split and moved down, pausing in its descent to circle her clit before continuing down to her entrance. The tip entered her as Dane’s hand came down a second time.
Warm breath wafted across her wet slit just before Merlin’s hot tongue traced the path his finger had taken. He pulled the finger out then returned with two. He began to gently thrust them in and out as he licked and sucked and teased her. His breath puffed out with his grunts as Dane’s spanking grew harder and more intense.
Before she could recognize the tightening in her core that seemed to pull all her nerves into her center, Sloan closed her eyes and screamed. She exploded with Merlin nibbling her clit with his lips as he slammed three fingers into her.
Merlin stopped manipulating her and let her ride through the storm that raced through her. As she came down, he began again to slide his fingers in and out as he swirled his tongue over her hot button. Her orgasm kept rolling for several more minutes.
When Sloan was able to pay attention to things beyond herself, it registered that the slapping sound had changed. Opening her eyes, she looked past Merlin to the end of the bed and gasped silently.
No longer was Dane using his hand on Merlin’s ass. At some point he’d exchanged the leather glove for a black leather flogger which he slapped down in a steady rhythm against Merlin’s lower back, ass and upper thighs.
Though she knew she’d made no sound, the Master met her gaze and sent her a reassuring smile. “Do you like what you see, angel? Do you like watching me give pet his birthday spanking?”
Sloan realized she did. “Yes, Master,” she whispered.
Dane brought the flogger down on Merlin several more times before he stopped and tossed it away. Rubbing one hand down Merlin’s back to his ass, he reached between his legs with the other. Sloan couldn’t be sure, but from his moan and the look of stark hunger on Merlin’s face, she knew he held Merlin’s cock.