My face instantly became as hot as the fire still burning my bottom. "It was... intense.” There was no other word to describe the experience. At least none that I would share here. I heard the shake in my voice and clasped my hands. They were clammy. My ass was on fire and my hands were freezing.
Great. I really was losing it.
"Intense is one way to put it," the black-haired woman said with a laugh. "But from the looks of it, I'd say it was pretty amazing." Her tone was soft and understanding, as if she could sense the turmoil I was going through. “My master wanted to watch. I hope that’s all right.”
“Of course.” What else was I going to say. I’d known what was going down. I just hadn’t realized how much it would affect my emotional stability. I felt like I’d had my legs swept out from under me and I couldn’t quite get my feet back on the ground.
"We watched, too. It was amazing," another said, her voice barely above a whisper.
The women all cooed and oohed, their attention fully me.
“So, how did you manage to steal the club’s most eligible male? Every sub in here was after him at one time or another. Except me.” The older woman who’d first helped me chuckled. “I’ve been with my master for twenty years. He knows what I like. No sense looking for a new one.”
The group giggled in agreement. I hesitated, not sure exactly what would be the most effective way to earn trust with this group of strangers. But they were all looking at me expectantly, their eyes filled with excitement. I took a deep breath before answering. “He’s my new mate. I just met him yesterday.”
“You’re an Interstellar Bride?”
“Yes. From Earth.” I answered the second question before anyone could ask.
“Like the queen. That Earth?”
“Yes.”
Squeals of delight filled our corner of the room and more people began to migrate toward the commotion. Which was exactly what I thought I wanted, before I didn’tknowwhat I wanted.
“Did you know her? On Earth?” Someone asked. I couldn’t make out which woman had spoken.
I smiled. “No. Earth’s a pretty big place. I never met her.”
“Oh, I want to meet her.”
“I just want to fuck those three kings of hers. Can you imagine?” Another voice filled the room, this one masculine.
“You already took away Master Niven. Leave some for the rest of us!” The woman next to me wagged a finger at the man. The room burst into appreciative giggles and sounds of agreement.
“Who’s Master Niven?” I asked.
“He’s that big hunk guarding the door,” his sub answered.
“Oh.” Teddy bear man? And yes, he’d had a whip in his hands last I saw him.
“I see that look in your eyes.” The man looked at me, but he was smiling. “He’s mine and I’m not letting him go.”
“I have my hands full. Trust me.”
“She came in with Master Mal,” someone explained.
“Oooh. Do tell.” The woman on my right leaned in so close her body heat irritated the flog marks on my shoulders.
I leaned in closer, until we touched. A sliver of pain sliced down my back and I shuddered with pleasure.
“You’re like me. I can see it in your eyes. And on your back.” The young man, Nevin’s sub, had walked closer. His words weren’t unkind, more one friend whispering secrets to another. I could see him clearly now. He was attractive, muscled—as all these Viken males seemed to be. He was younger than me, but not by much. He’d been the one begging to be taken when I’d first come in with Mal and Geros. I’d tried not to stare, but I’d never seen anything like their scene before. And I was guilty of imagining a bunch of things I shouldn’t be thinking about. But not with his big teddy bear man. With mine.
No. Not mine. Not. Mine.
He turned around in a slow swirl and showed me his bare back. A crisscross of red, angry marks covered him. Upon closer inspection, he looked as flushed and pink skinned as I felt. Everywhere. Was that what I looked like right now? My back and my bottom were on fire. I’d never felt so completely satisfied in my life.
From the dreamy look in the other subs eyes, none of the submissive females in this room would stand a chance at stealing his teddy bear anyway.
