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He walked off quickly to Vincent and I liked seeing him also have a possessive side, maybe it was a submissive trait or was it just a kink thing?

“Was Easton your Sub?” Camila asked, taking a sip of her drink.

“A long time ago, we had fun together, but we wanted different things and parted ways as friends. I gave him a taste of the community and he’s stayed ever since.” Genevieve looked over to where Easton had disappeared, looking at him fondly.

“So, he’s Vincent’s Submissive?” Camila looked curiously back at them.

“I assume so, or they both dominate Noemi, or he plays switch with them,” Genevieve said, looking around.

“There are three of them in a relationship?” Camila looked fascinated.

“I believe they have a contract together,” I said, seeing Noemi walking up to Easton and Vincent. “They talked about it when I was there cooking for Vincent.”

“What’s a contract?” Camila asked, sounding so innocent, but I loved that she was curious.

“Sometimes when a Dom takes Subs, they draw up a contract so that all parties are aware of what is expected from everyone,” Genevieve explained. “Sometimes it's extensive, especially with those Doms that like to control every aspect of a Sub’s life. There are also guidelines as to what to expect from a Dom and a Sub relationship, likes, dislikes, kinks and rules. Sometimes there are NDAs and doctor’s notes to make sure all parties are clean.”

“That sounds intense,” I said, not knowing exactly what was in a contract.

“It can be, or it can be freeing to know what is expected of you,” Genevieve said as she studied us.

“Do… Do you take a lot of Subs?” Camila asked.

“Are you curious about the Sub life, Camila?” Genevieve stepped forward.

Camila blushed but kept eye contact with Genevieve.

“I might be,” she said, taking a sip of her drink while they kept eye contact.

“You might be a switch, Camila. You can dominate and also be submissive,” Genevieve said, coming closer to Camila.

My abdomen clenched in arousal seeing them together. I wanted a repeat of our other night, but I also wanted more. I wanted all of us together, me being submissive and them being dominant or even if Camila and I were submissive.

“Maybe you're right,” Camila said coyly.

“Camila, one of these days I’m going to paint that ass red while your husband watches,” Genevieve said against her mouth.

Camila groaned like it was what she had dreamed of.

“I ca?—”

“Oh, look who it is. I see Genevieve has made a bitch out of you,” said the man who had bothered us all those weeks ago.

“Cody,” Genevieve snapped. “How about you go find someone else to bother.”

“If you broke her in, I want a turn,” he said with a little slur.

“Excuse me,” I snarled, stepping forward when Camila put her hand on my chest.

“Cody, you better step away before I hit you so hard you forget your name,” Genevieve threatened him.

“Fuck you, you fucking wannabe,” he sneered at Genevieve.

Genevieve was small, but she was fast, she lifted her hand to hit him, but I caught it before she could. I did not want her to get in trouble for violence even though I was so close to hitting him myself.

Cody laughed and I swore he had a death wish. Genevieve launched herself forward, but I caught her around her waist as she verbally handed his ass to him. Camila waved down a security person, while I kept Genevieve back. She was a lot stronger than she looked.

A man in black walked over to us.

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