Page 63 of Caught By Menace

Her gaze fell to the spot next to Vicious’ chair. Even with her forehead touching the floor and her naked bottom in the air, there was no mistaking the petite frame of Hallie’s body. Shock gripped Naya like a vise. She’d never imagined her extremely modest friend baring that much of her body in public.

The shiny white fabric of her tiny skirt had been flipped up to give Vicious total access. As he talked, Vicious slid two fingers in and out of Hallie as if it were the most natural thing in the world to penetrate his wife while talking shop. How her friend managed not to squirm or squeal, Naya would never know. Apparently Vicious had trained her well.

It occurred to Naya that the depth of Hallie’s love and commitment to her husband must have been limitless. If Menace ever asked her to do such a thing, she’d use her safeword and then promptly knee him right in the nuts.

She glanced at Menace and found his amused smile incredibly aggravating. He tugged her along to an empty chair.

Vicious noticed him then and smiled. “Menace! Good to see you and your beautiful wife.”

“And you,” Menace said before taking the empty spot. He gestured to the floor.

“Kneel.”

Naya narrowed her eyes but shot him a sickly sweet smile. “Of course,my liege.”

Across the seating area, Vicious laughed. “When you get home, I’d cuff her to the bed if I were you. I’d hate for you to wake up with a pillow over your face in retribution for whatever you plan to do to her tonight.”

Menace gave her hair a tug. It wasn’t enough to cause pain but enough to get her attention. “I’ll take it under advisement.”

Vicious had described what he considered to be a punishment, but Naya’s nipples tightened at the very thought of being cuffed all night. Menace would take advantage of her limited motion and leave her so limp and breathless she would wake with shaky legs.

The general tilted his head as if studying her. “Or maybe not.”

Menace chuckled and stroked her back. “When you’re finished with Hallie’s punishment, I’d like to request permissionfor my wife to speak with yours. It’s her first time at the club and she’s feeling skittish.”

“Oh, this isn’t punishment.” Vicious worked his hand a bit faster. “This is foreplay. Hallie’s been such a good wife this week I decided to reward her with her favorite things.”

Favorite things? Hallie, sweet and innocent-looking Hallie,likedto be taken in public? Naya couldn’t wrap her mind around it.

As the pilot engaged Menace in friendly conversation, Naya dared to lift her gaze to Vicious again. All of his attention remained on Hallie’s naked bottom. When he pulled his fingers from her body, there was no ignoring the glistening nectar coating them. By the looks of it, Hallie was enjoying her precarious position very, very much.

Vicious reached down and grasped Hallie by the waist. She was so light he didn’t strain when he lifted her off the ground and onto his lap. The massive, intimidating general cupped her face with such gentleness and spoke so softly only Hallie could hear what he said. He teased his mouth over hers once, twice, before finally claiming her lips.

Watching Vicious kiss Hallie was one of the most erotic things Naya had ever seen. She finally understood why so many of the other wives gossiped about Vicious and Hallie’s love life. The man oozed such raw sexuality and complete control that it mesmerized her.

Menace’s lips ghosted across her ear. “Jealous?”

She glanced back at him and saw the teasing smile on his face. “No,” she answered honestly. “Intrigued? Yes. Jealous of another woman’s husband? Never.”

Menace rubbed the back of her neck and kissed her temple. “Good answer.”

She snorted. “Whatever you say, Master.”

It was another minute or two before Vicious finished kissing Hallie. He whispered something in her ear and then let her climb off his lap. To Naya’s astonishment, Hallie turned, bent over and lifted her skirt once again. Vicious smacked her backside twice, the pops so loud that Naya flinched. Hallie actually had a grin on her face when she straightened and smoothed down the shiny white fabric of her miniskirt.

Would tonight’s surprises ever end?

As Hallie walked toward her, Naya caught her first look at the tattoo now exposed on Hallie’s left side. It curved along her hip and rib cage toward her breast. From what Naya could see, it had many of the same elements of the painting hanging in the couple’s entryway. Remembering the way Menace had explained the Harcos tradition of honoring one’s family with tattoos on the left side of the body, the side closest to the heart, Naya realized that some wives did this too.

Hallie gestured to a small silver mat on the other end of the seating area. Naya looked to Menace who nodded his permission. Knowing she was a bit off balance because of her cuffed arms, he grabbed her waist and helped her stand. “Thank you, Master.”

His only reply was to caress her thigh and give her a little pinch. She yelped but didn’t stick around to let him swat her. That big hand of his had given her a few good whacks last week. She’d felt the sting for two days and wasn’t in any rush to relive that experience.

Sitting cross-legged in front of Hallie, Naya stared at her friend. Hallie blushed and nervously fingered the end of a braid. She’d parted her hair in the middle and braided each side, adorning the ends with hot-pink ribbons. Hallie spoke first. “So…um…”

“Yeah,” Naya said with a nervous laugh.

“All I can say is that seven months ago, I was where you are now. All of this terrified me. Vicious showed me so much patience. He made sure I felt secure and safe while we explored the different aspects of this part of their culture.”

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