Page 10 of Claiming Rose

“Hi Rose,” Tessa said as she came into the locker area.

“Hi Tessa. You’re glowing tonight.”

Tessa giggled. “Yeah, Damon decided I needed a warm up session in the car before we walked in.” Tessa’s cheeks turned pink.

Sometimes Rose envied the subs who’d found their life-long Doms. Was Oliver the one for her? She bit her lip. Too soon to be thinking about a life-long partner. They hadn’t even played together, but damn the man could kiss.

“How are you and Oliver progressing?” Tessa asked.

“We’re getting there. He’s taking things slow.”

“Watch out for those Leo’s,” Regina said coming into the area. “They’re cats and they’ll pounce when they’re ready and not one minute before.”

“Do you know everyone’s astrological sign?” Rose asked. Oliver was a Leo, that explained his affinity with the kittens.

“No.” Regina checked her makeup in the mirror. “Sometimes I can tell right away, but others I can’t. Like Dane, I knew he was an Aries, and Oliver a Leo.”

“What about Damon?” Tessa answered.

“If I had to guess I’d say a Scorpio. I think a lot of the Doms here are.”

“Ding, ding, ding, give that woman a prize,” Tessa said. “You’re good.”

“I try. But back to Oliver and Rose.” Regina glanced at her. “You might need to push him a little.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. The night Thomas spilled the beans you didn’t see Oliver, I did. He was livid. He wanted to go after you, but Max wouldn’t let him.”

“I didn’t know that.” While the night was etched in Rose’s memories, it was Jordan and Crystal who’d come out to the parking lot and driven her home.

“Max was giving you a chance to recover,” Tessa said placing her hand on Rose’s arm. “You’re part of our family and no one hurts one of us.”

Tears sprang to Rose’s eyes. “Family,” she whispered. While she had a family, none of them would understand her love of kink.

“Family.” Regina echoed and the three women embraced.

“Okay, enough.” Tessa wiped a finger under her eye. “I can’t ruin my make up.”

“Let’s push those men of ours to their knees, ladies.” Regina looped one arm with Tessa’s and the other with Rose’s.

They walked into the club that way. Several of the Doms’ eyebrows rose, but no one said anything. Across the room Damon and Dane stood chatting. Oliver was cleaning up a station. His pants tight over his ass, making her mouth water. He turned when Damon said something and her heart pounded at his intense look.

Oh yes, tonight was going to be the night she and Oliver played, Rose decided. It was time. She needed a Dom and he was it.

“Thank you for the pep talk, ladies. Time to show my Dom who his sub is,” Rose said. The women, laughing silently, released her arms and she took a deep breath before striding over to where Oliver worked on stage. She nodded at Dane and Damon, then mounted the platform.

Oliver turned, his eyes scanning her outfit. She was glad she’d put on something that made her feel sexy.

“Sir,” she said and dropped to her knees, palms on her thighs and bowed her head. They hadn’t discussed how strong of protocols he wanted and Rose decided to err on the side of caution.

“Rose.” His voice was strained. “Please stand up.”

She rose to her feet but kept her head bowed.

“Eyes up.” His voice was stronger now.

He was staring at her when she lifted her head to look at him. His features were tight. Oh crap, had she done something wrong? “I’m sorry, Sir.”

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