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They had been in the gym located in the
basement for the past hour and a half, and when they were finished all she
could imagine was running her tongue over their chests and licking away the
clean sweat beaded on them. It had been several days since she had been with
both of her men at the same time, and although she had been intimate with
Griffin several times after that night, Nikolas still seemed to keep his
distance from her. If she and Griffin were being intimate, Nikolas would always
show up. Sometimes he watched, other times he ordered her to suck him off. He
had only slept in the bed that one time with her and Griffin, and Maylene
started to feel that perhaps he was keeping his distance from her because he
had no desire to care for her in a deeper way other than as his sub. Of course
the dynamics of a D/s relationship had been taught to her, and Maylene wanted
to have him look upon her with affection. The way Griffin cared for her was
endearing and adoring. Maybe all of it was in her imagination. She really
shouldn’t try to figure it out, because that was not her job. She pleased them
and they pleased her. She was content, happy even. There was a fate far worse
than the one she currently had. She didn’t even want to imagine who she might
be with at this moment if they hadn’t purchased her.

“If you keep thinking about thoughts that
make you have that pinched expression it’ll get stuck that way.” Griffin’s
teasing drew her from her thoughts and she looked up at him. He grinned down at
her. Nikolas stood beside him and wiped off his face and chest with a towel.
The scent of them surrounded her and her pussy became wetter. “Thinking so hard
never did anyone any good.” Griffin gave her a wink. She picked up two water
bottles and stood. Handing them each one shouldn’t have had her hands shaking,
but her arousal was thick inside of her and she found it hard to perform even
the simplest of tasks.

Maylene didn’t know what to say in response
so she just smiled at both of them. Nikolas stared at her with an almost hard
expression now and she immediately dropped her head and placed her hands behind
her back. Had she upset him? If her instructors would have seen her the past
couple of days they would have been appalled by her lack of submission, but
then again Griffin wanted her to be comfortable, and she found it easy to relax
in his presence. That easiness had trickled out of her in the presence of
Nikolas, and she now feared perhaps she had made a grave mistake.

Nikolas’s voice was deep and commanding when
he said, “Maylene, look at me.” She lifted her head and saw his brow furrowed.

“I—”

“You fear me.” It wasn’t a question. “Why?” That
one word sounded harsh and fierce and she swallowed. She looked at Griffin but
could tell he was perplexed at his brother’s reaction by his expression.

“Nikolas—”

He held up his hand to Griffin. “Answer me,
pet.” The words were a low growl from Nikolas.

“I’m not afraid. I just don’t want to
disappoint you.” His brows lifted high for a second before he lowered his head
to stare at his sneakers. For several long moments she didn’t know what to do
or say, so she just stood there and waited like a good sub.

He lifted his head and exhaled loudly. “Do I
make you feel like I am disappointed with you?”

Licking her lips, Maylene wracked her brain for
how to answer.
 
Obviously the truth was
what she would tell him, but it was harder than she thought. “Um,” Griffin
stepped closer to her and smoothed his hand down her arm. That small touch gave
her a feeling of confidence and she continued. “I feel that I do sometimes, yes,
Master.” A long pause filled the room and Maylene found herself swallowing as
her nerves pricked with awareness. Nikolas showed no emotion. His breathing was
calm and had adrenalin and a bit of excitement coursing through her. There was
no denying that seeing Nikolas so still, so serious, sent a rush through her
veins. Maybe it was her need to obey him, to please him that made her so drawn
to Nikolas. She had Griffin who showered her with emotion, yet here was his
brother that could be so apathetic when it came to her. Was she so sick, so
damaged that she craved the coldness that came from him? Maybe she was, but
then she thought of how gentle he could be with her, how caring he was as he
cleaned her body after being intimate with her.

Who is Nikolas St. Michaels?

Nikolas stared at her for several more
seconds. His nostrils flared and he turned and stalked to the locker room
adjacent to the gym without another word.
What
just happened?
When she tore her eyes away from Nikolas’s retreating back
it was to see a concerned look on Griffin’s face. Emotion washed through her
and the pinpricks of tears behind her eyes made an appearance. Did she
disappoint him so much that he couldn’t even bare to look at her or be in the
same room?

“Don’t mind him.” Griffin turned and looked
at the closed locker room door. “He needs to realize what is important and what
he really wants.” She wasn’t quite sure how to take his seemingly cryptic
words, but she didn’t have time to really contemplate them either. “It’s not
you, Princess, trust me on that. One day Nikolas will realize that life can’t
keep going in the same circle. One day things have to change, have to evolve.”
He ran his thumb over her bottom lip and she grew brave and flicked her tongue
out to trace the thick skin. Salt and Griffin’s flavor filled her mouth and her
eyes fluttered. He took her hand and led her out of the gym. “Come on,
Princess, help me get clean.” His grin was devilish as he led her into the
bathroom and shut the door behind them.

 

 

 

Chapter Six

 

Maylene had been wide awake for hours,
staring out the window at the moon. Griffin lay beside her, the sound of him
breathing deeply causing relaxation to wash over her, yet not allowing her to find
slumber. Several days had passed since Nikolas left them in the gym. Griffin
assured her work had just kept him away, but there was a strange emotion that
flickered across his face when he said it. It was hard on her, but she refused
to show it. Nikolas still hadn’t taken her in the way a husband takes his wife,
and that fact caused disappointment, sadness, and even anger burning inside of
her. It wasn’t her fault if he didn’t desire her the way his brother did. Even
now Griffin’s warm breath teased the back of her neck. He wasn’t touching her
but his presence made her feel safe and protected.

The sound of the door opening had her looking
over her shoulder. With the sheet clasped to her naked chest she couldn’t see
who the dark, shadowy figure was, but in her heart she knew. He stepped into
the room, his frame large and intimidating, and his scent saturated the room.
When he was close enough to the bed she could see his face in the moonlight. It
was harsh looking from the shadows, and when Nikolas crooked a finger at her
she slipped from the bed silently. Maylene was nude, but having no clothing on wasn’t
what had her feeling hot or her pulse racing. When she was in front of him she
dropped to her knees. He ran his hand down her hair and she couldn’t help but
feel comforted by the petting motion. Maylene leaned into his hand and closed
her eyes. His touch felt so good and warm and perfect.

Nikolas turned and left the room. She didn’t
need him to tell her what he wanted. Slowly rising she followed him out of the
room, down the stairs and further yet. When they entered the elevator that
would take them to the basement her mouth grew dry. The doors closed, shutting
them in together so she was very aware of his presence. She was naked yet he
was fully clothed in a suit. Had he just left the office? Denying that his
being dressed like that turned her on would have been a lie. Maylene wanted to
steal a glance in his direction, but she stayed quiet, kept her head lowered
and her hands clasped in front of her. The doors opened seconds later and he
stepped out. Trailing close behind him Maylene didn’t know where he was headed
as he made several turns. She had only seen the gym in the basement, but knew
the lowest level of the house was just as massive as the other floors. Her bare
feet hit the smooth floor with soft thuds. When he finally stopped in front of a
large wooden door it was to reach inside his suit jacket and pull out a set of
keys. They were old fashioned keys, ones she had seen in history books that
were crude and rough looking. He pushed the door open and darkness greeted her.
Nikolas took her hand and led her inside, and although she couldn’t see
anything there was no sense of fear, only acceptance and her never ending
arousal.

The door shut behind them and the obliqueness
swallowed them whole. A moment later light illuminated the room and her eyes
widened as she took in the scene. A large four-poster bed sat in the center of
the room. A wall across from that held whips, floggers, canes, and restraints
of all shapes and sizes. A St. Andrew’s Cross was on the opposite wall, the
wood deep and dark and speaking of untold pleasure and pain. He let go of her
hand and walked over to the wall that held his implements of ecstasy and agony.
Maylene didn’t dare move, and she shouldn’t be watching him, but being in this
room, in their space where power was exchanged, was a heady experience. He ran
his fingers over the leather and wood that lined the grated wall. He stopped
and his hand hovered over a cane. It was a dark colored wood with beautiful
engraving around the handle.

He didn’t turn around when he said, “I want
you on your hands and knees, little sub.” She got in the requested position and
waited for further instruction. He turned around, the cane in his grasp, and
his expression stoic as he regarded her silently. Seconds passed, maybe minutes
before he finally spoke again. “If things get to be too much, too intense, I
want you to say
red
. That is your
safeword. Do you understand, pet?”

Maylene licked her lips and nodded, but when
his jaw tightened she quickly added, “Yes, Sir. I understand.”

“Good.” He stared at her for several more
moments and finally spoke again. “The cane has been considered an extreme toy
in the dungeon, but I personally feel they get a bad reputation.” He eyed the
implement almost lovingly then lifted his gaze to her. “This particular one is
a new addition to our collection. Bamboo and Rattan have been used in
discipline for a very long time.” He took a step closer and ran his hand over
the smooth finish. “The sound of the cane hitting the flesh is one of the most
beautiful melodies.” His deep blue eyes continued to bore holes into her. After
another moment he finally said, “Crawl to the cross, little sub.”

The ground was unyielding beneath her hands
and knees, but her need to please Nikolas, her Master, far surpassed any discomfort.
She could feel his eyes on her, knew her privates were on full display for his
visual pleasure. The way her breasts swung from her movement lent to the
increased wetness between her thighs. When the cross was in front of her she
stopped but kept her position on her hands and knees. The air shifted behind
her as he moved closer. For several long moments he didn’t speak or touch her,
but none of that mattered because his presence was like experienced fingers
stroking across every erogenous zone on her body.

“Stand, pet.” Once on her feet he positioned
her on the cross. With her back to him she knew what was to come.

“You remember our conversation the last time
we spoke?” He was quick yet precise as he secured her arms above her head then
moved down to spread her legs and restrain her ankles.

“Yes, Master.” The soft glide of his hands
smoothing up her thighs had her closing her eyes and breathing in deeply.

“Tell me.” He took a step back and waited for
her response.

“You asked if me if I was frightened of you.”

The tip of his cane moved down her spine and
her breathing increased. “Yes?”

Maylene had to concentrate on breathing
before she continued. “I said I was afraid of disappointing you.” She rested
her forehead against the wood and licked her lips. That simple stroke held so
much power and promise.

“Do you still feel that way?” Over and over
he dragged the cane up and down her back, over her ass, and down the back of her
thighs. The power that he held could be felt in the way he touched her. All it
would take was a flick of his wrist to send the cane over her flesh in a
stinging sensation. Maylene found herself craving more of the pain that she
knew only Nikolas could deliver, but it seemed like eternity when he only
stroked her flesh.

“Yes, Master.” She whimpered when he ran the
tip of the cane down the crease of her ass.

Nikolas said in a deep voice, “Why is that?”

Being honest with her Master shouldn’t have
been so difficult, but what if he admitted she disappointed him? Common sense
would have told her that the way he touched her, spoke to her, and looked at
her, showed that she pleased him. Of course then there was his aloofness at
times, and the way he had yet to claim her overshadowed everything else.
Obeying him brought her pleasure, and she wanted him to be pleased with her
obedience. “You don’t touch me as Griffin does, and when you do…” Deep breath
in, deep breath out. “When you do you seem detached.”
 
For several long seconds, which seemed more
like hours, Nikolas didn’t speak. Had her honesty upset him? When he rested his
forehead against the center of her back she swallowed hard. The gentleness of
the act would have brought her to her knees if she hadn’t been bound.

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