Page 22 of Lukas

“But—”

“Right now, Reina. I won’t tell you again.”

That voice. It wasn’t his cold mafia business voice like a few minutes ago. There was too much heat to it. But it very definitely was a command, and all she wanted to do was obey.

She began unbuttoning her blouse.

He took another step closer. “Good girl. Now turn around and watch Victor and his dancer while you undress.”

She watched as Victor moved the pulley again so that the tied woman went higher and was right at the level of his mouth, her legs still spread obscenely wide. He began to eat her pussy.

Reina’s fingers were shaking as she finished unbuttoning her shirt, unable to tear her eyes away from the scene in front of her, wishing she could come like that woman. Lukas helped peel her shirt off her shoulders and then his hand moved down to unzip her short skirt, causing it to fall to the floor.

“You like to watch, which is sexy. Although, I’ll admit, probably just about anyone would with the show Victor’s putting on. Quite entertaining.” The woman screamed Victor’s name as she came again.

“No, I don’t,” Reina automatically said because who admitted to liking to watch people have deviant sex?

The words were hardly out of her mouth before his arm was wrapped around her just like it had been on Sunday, his hand slipping under her panties, his fingers finding her folds.

“You sure about that? You’re awfully damn soaked for someone who doesn’t like to watch.” He drove a finger deep inside her, and she gasped. “You’re going to need to learn to be more honest. With me and yourself. I don’t like dishonesty.”

He unhooked her bra, and his other hand slid up her stomach to play with her nipples, pinching them, making her squeal. She couldn’t help it—her ass pushed back against him, rubbing.

He chuckled. “I don’t see the gifts you were supposed to bring with you, but don’t worry, I have an extra set here. And we’ll be using them all.”

They both looked up as the dancer gave one final scream as Victor buried his face between her open legs again. Then, he used the pulley system to lower her to the ground so he could untie her.

“Take off your underwear and follow me. We’re going to play in one of the more private rooms tonight. And you’ll be getting your share of screaming orgasms, don’t worry.” He took her clothes and began to walk.

Reina realized since Lukas was heading the other way—back towards the main section of the club—she could run out the exit, but she would have to do it in just her panties, so not really an option at all. With a sigh, she pulled them off and walked quickly after Lukas.

He didn’t turn around to see if she was following, just walked briskly ahead, as if he knew she would follow his command and walk naked behind him.

And hell if she wasn’t.

She let her hair fall on either side of her face, hoping no one would recognize her. It was less crowded here tonight than Sunday, but there were still enough naked or very scantily dressed people around that nobody would be staring at her. But she’d still never felt so exposed in her life.

And Jesus, why were her nipples hardening again?

They were halfway across the large room when Lukas stopped to talk to a woman in her forties. Reina didn’t know what to do, so she just stopped behind him and kept her head down.

“Did your couple not work out for tonight, Margo?”

Crap. Margo Dimaano? She was owner of one of the companies Reina suspected Peter was stealing from. Reina would be accessing information about her business through the patch she put in Lukas’s system.

She was a member here too?

“No, the wife wasn’t feeling well, so they had to leave. Shame, since they missed Victor’s show.”

Lukas laughed. “And quite a show it was. That woman will never make the mistake of telling a Dom to do his worst again.”

Margo joined in his laughter. “Won’t be able to walk normally or speak for a couple of days. Nearly screamed herself hoarse. Beautiful.” Reina could feel the woman looking at her. “Speaking of beautiful, that’s quite a lovely pet you have here. Although, a little shy it looks like.”

Lukas’s hand reached out to begin playing with Reina’s nipple. She gasped and tried to pull away, which just caused him to pinch her nipple and pull her further forward.

Margo laughed. “Pretty, but obviously completely untrained.”

Lukas soothed the nipple he’d just pinched and then played with the other. “But so natural, Margo. A natural, unjaded submissive. Not playing games, although, as you can tell, she’s quite wary. These nipples will be in clamps within the next few minutes.”

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