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“Oh.” Cassandra finally said. “Yeah, I don’t mind spankings, but I don’t like public displays.”

Sarah smiled kindly. “You don’t have to be nervous about tonight. Even without Dominic… fucking—” she blushed a little as she said the word “—you senseless here in the car, you’ll do just fine. I was nervous the first time Roman took me out too.”

Roman kissed her cheek. “You better hope there’s not an empty supply closet here, like there was then.”

If anything Sarah turned even more red. “Change the subject.”

“Shall we tell them the news, then?” Roman brought Sarah’s hand up to his and kissed it as she nodded, then he looked at his brothers. “We’re having a baby. Sarah’s pregnant.”

There were laughs and hoots and back-slapping. The baby would be here in seven months. Roman and Sarah were moving up the wedding, making it a much smaller family event rather than the big one they’d planned for this summer. Dominic broke out the champagne from the chiller and poured everyone a glass, Sarah choosing a bottle of water. They all drank to Sarah and the baby.

Sarah and Roman both were positively giddy. So in love with each other. And all three brothers were grinning ear to ear.

Cassandra had never felt more like a fraud. She wasn’t part of this family. She wasn’t part of any family. She never would be. And she would definitely never have a baby to celebrate.

She just needed to go back to Dominic’s house. Maybe he would just let her wait in the car until they were done. Her skin was starting to itch with nerves.

“I really will fuck you right here in front of my brothers and Sarah if I need to in order to get you to calm down,” Dominic said. “I’ll bounce you up and down on my big cock until you’re screaming as you come. Then I’ll turn you forward, so they can all see your face, and take you from behind. No, I’ll take you in the ass, until you’re begging me to have mercy on you. I’ll play with that clit until you come and come and come with them watching you. Watching your face as you call my name, as you beg for my cock further in your ass. Watching your face get red like it does as you’re close to the edge. They’ll see how you bite that bottom lip right before you roll those gorgeous eyes in the back of your head when you orgasm.”

Cassandra’s breath caught at his words, her heart beginning to thunder. In some ways she really, really wanted him to do it. To use her in that way that would make her feel so ashamed but so hot at the same time. It would make her forget.

“Look at me, Cassandra.”

Her breaths were coming out in little huffs, partially from her fear of tonight, partially from his words. Her eyes darted around his face, unable to force herself to keep his gaze. She could feel panic welling up within her.

“Eyes on me, right now, Cass.”

Cass.

The roaring in her ears subsided slightly. She looked at him.

His brown eyes became her entire world. “You will stay by my side the whole night. Do you understand? So close that at any point I stretch out my hand you will be there. You won’t leave to go to the bathroom, you won’t leave to get your own drink, or to look at any of the art. You will talk to the people I introduce you to, and otherwise you will stand next to me and be my stunning date. How much trouble can you possibly get in, or possibly get to you, if you are within a hand’s reach of me, your Master?”

Her Master. Right next to him the whole night. The pressure that had been building up to a critical mass inside her chest eased. She nodded.

He kissed her on the forehead. “You won’t call me Master tonight, but you won’t call me Dominic either. You will call me Dom. Because that is what I am to you: your Dominant. Every time you call me Dom, we both will hear the word Master.”

“Yes, Dom.”

“Good girl.” He kissed her again. “I made a mistake not whipping your ass at the house tonight. But I just had to taste that pussy.”

“I loved that too… Dom,” she whispered.

“Next time, I’ll be sure to do both. I think a dozen swipes with the cane will be necessary any time before we go out to an event like this.”

Her breath hissed in. A dozen with a cane would be exceptionally painful, close to a limit even for her.

“That’s right. Your ass and thighs will be on fire. That way as tears sting your eyes every time you sit down, you’ll remember who you belong to. Who do you belong to?”

The rest of her settled. The feeling of jumping out of her own skin eased. She softened against him. “You, Master… Dom.”

“Arm’s reach, all night.”

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