Page 68 of Sweet Little Spies

His free hand spanned both her forearms, gripping tight andpinning them against her body.

They made an impressive, imposing picture. Aidan, tall andbroad, looming over their sub’s shoulder, his control of her body sure andresolute. Carys was soft and relaxed despite the tension on her hair, herarched neck. The light hit them, casting dramatic shadows.

Every eye was on them, and they were fucking his.

Aidan turned Carys’s head just enough so he could kiss her,his mouth mastering hers.

Tristan vowed she would kiss him before the night was over.Last night she’d avoided kissing him, but he would get his mouth on herstonight. He would start working his way back into her life.

“Arms up, Carys.” It was time to move this along. From whathe could tell, Carys and Aidan had been fairly vanilla while he’d been gone. Ifhe didn’t stop them, they might simply go at it, and what fun would that be?

Pretty fun, but not the point of the evening. It would bepleasure without pain and not what she needed. He was sure she would take thepleasure, but it was the pain that would connect them.

Carys’s hands came up even as Aidan still held her. Aidanran his nose along her neck and Carys held still, giving both Masters what theywanted.

Tristan pulled out the restraints he would use on her thisevening, holding them up so everyone could see them. He opened the first cuff.“The sub will know she’s restrained but these won’t weigh her down. This is ourchoice of restraints. Of course there are many others, and you and your playpartners will need to make those choices on your own.”

He looked at Carys, who was still held by Aidan. “These havean easy button on the side so I can get you out quickly if I need to.”

“I’m not afraid, Sir,” she replied, biting her bottom lipwhen Aidan’s hand slipped over her breast. “Of anything except you being abastard and withholding sex.”

He winced.

“Sir,” she said with the slightest smile.

No. He didn’t have to worry about her saying her safe word.The brat had found something today. There was a confidence in Carys he hadn’tseen in a long time. Sparring with Kala and getting ready for this mission hadfreed something inside her. It was time to chisel away at those walls of hers.“Aidan.”

Aidan’s hand slipped under the bodice of her corset and hereyes widened, a gasp coming out of her mouth as he gave her nipple a tweak.

“That’s another ten,” Tristan promised. “This is not goingto end well for you.”

He gave her his sternest voice, the one he’d practiced whenhe’d kept up his training at the club in DC known as The Court. He’d gone withZach and their bosses, Drake and Taylor Radcliffe. He’d never touched a sub ina sexual way, but he’d practiced in the hopes of one day being right here.

He nodded Aidan’s way and Aidan backed off slightly, takingher hand and leading her to the freestanding metal frame. Carys watched asTristan attached the cuffs that would hold her in place. When he was satisfiedthe apparatus was safe and secure, he allowed Aidan to lead Carys in, gettingher into position.

“It’s important to check on the safety of any equipment youuse on your sub, which is why you should carefully plan out any scene requiringtoys.” Tristan took her right wrist and brought it to the place where strapswaited to be attached to the cuffs on her wrists. He connected the restraint.He did the same with her left wrist, slipping his index and middle fingersunder the cuff to ensure they weren’t too tight.

“You should understand why your sub enjoys certain types ofplay.” He spoke the words but he was staring at Carys. He hadn’t forced her outof her clothes yet, and it was easy to see she was perfectly comfortable withall the lights on her. She couldn’t see out into the crowd, but she would knowthey were there. “Tell them how you’re feeling, Carys.”

“Vulnerable but also safe, Sir,” Carys said, lightly pullingagainst the cuffs as though testing them. She was in heels, which made it easyfor her to comfortably stand. “This is a safe place to play out some fantasiesthat could be considered kinky, to feel things I wouldn’t want to feel if Iwasn’t in a contained, loving space.”

“That’s how you feel emotionally,” Aidan said, getting tohis point before Tristan could. “How do you feel physically? What does beingrestrained by men who care about you do to your pussy?”

“It gets me wet, Sir. It makes me wonder what you and MasterTristan are planning to do to me. And when you talk about planning, everythinginside me tightens because I know you’re taking my needs seriously. I knowyou’ve sat with him and talked about how you’ll fuck me, how you’ll take turnsusing me like a toy you pass back and forth. Your favorite toy. I enjoypretending in this setting, though I will admit it annoys me in the realworld.”

She wanted to play that way? “Another ten, brat. I assureyou this is the real world. It’s very real for you and me and Master Aidan.Pull at those restraints all you like. We’re going to begin our scene now.”

“I thought we already had,” Carys said, again with a brattysmile on her gorgeous face. She was in a confident space now, but he would showher he could handle her. “Sir.”

“And another ten. You’re making this fun for me, baby.” Hegave her his own arrogant smirk before turning back to the audience. “For therest of the time I will not be your tutor. Watch and learn, trainees. This ishow you get under a sub’s skin and make her scream for you.” He looked toAidan. “And why are we making her scream?”

“Because she needs it,” Aidan replied.

Because she needed it. And he was going to give it to her.Then they could get what they needed—her.

Chapter Ten

Carys let her head fall back, hair brushing her bareshoulders, as Tristan pulled things out of his kit and whispered something toAidan. She’d meant what she’d said. The idea of those two plotting to tortureher made her feel wanted and loved. Maybe the thing that had hurt most was theidea Tristan hadn’t given her a thought while he was gone. Though he claimed itwasn’t true, it was hard to believe mere words. What they were doing now wasstarting to shake her walls.

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