“Damian . . . ?”
A wicked grin spread across his face and she squeezed her eyes shut.
Neil laughed as he forced his way into her body and she cried out softly. Damian’s body reacted
to the violence and he strode across the room and wrenched up her head by her hair. “It’s time to
please your Master again.” He glanced at Sydney. “Then I’ll deal with her.”
57
S ABRINA LOUNGED ON THE CHAISE AS THE SOUNDS OF THE GATHERING SURROUNDED HER. ALTHOUGH
Chase and Ethan kept her very satisfied at home, she liked the feeling she got from attending. She
imagined it was like being high.
She glanced over at Chase, whose eyes were closed as a sex slave tended to him on her knees
between his legs. His hand rested lightly on her head as it bobbed up and down.
She stood and stretched. Chase opened his eyes. “You okay?”
“Yeah, just going to the bathroom.”
He glanced to the back corner of the Hall. “Want me to come with you?”
She laughed. “I’m safe here.” She nodded toward the slave. “Enjoy yourself.” She kissed Chase
and then headed to the back of the Hall.
She emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later and stopped to look around the room with a
contented sigh. Reality is better than dreams.
“Sabrina?”
Sabrina smiled at the unexpected voice next to her. No one had mentioned he was attending
tonight. He was a late arrival and the way he looked at her made her stomach flutter. Or was it churn?
He looked at her, his blue eyes stormy with desire and need. “Damian? I didn’t know you would be
here.”
He smiled and leaned against the wall. “I wasn’t going to, but after spending time with you these
last couple of weeks, I wanted to see you.” She and Chase had gone out with him and Sydney more
than a few times since he’d arrived in Boston and, though she didn’t quite understand what had
changed about him, he was fun to hang out with.
“What about Sydney?”
Damian shrugged. “She knows I’m a part of The Brotherhood. When we get married, she can
come too.” He glanced across the room where Chase sat, his head leaning back against his chair.