If looks could kill I’d have been six feet under. But men like Reed were scum to me, not worth the bother. If Oisín wanted to entertain himself with trash, who was I to argue? A traitor wasn’t useful to anyone.
Oisín laughed. “Well, you know me. I don’t usually enjoy being in charge when it comes to these situations, but I do enjoy a challenge.”
Vail cleared his throat and stared at Reed with wide eyes. I hauled him closer and waved my hand at them. “Bug, this is Oisín and Reed. Oisín’s one of us, and Reed used to be until thebuck eejitstole from Mr. Killough.”
Vail’s mouth dropped open. “How are you still alive?”
Oisín laughed and yanked on the chain again, dragging Reed forward until he was beside him. Reed’s glare turned on him and he bared his teeth like a rabid dog. “I saved his life.”
“I wouldn’t call itsaving,” Reed hissed.
Oisín snorted and held up a small control I hadn’t realized he had in his right hand. Reed cringed away from him when Oisín hit a button and a sound beeped from the collar. “Be a good boy or you’ll be punished.”
I shook my head. “I didn’t realize ye were this way, Oisín.”
“I have to tame the beast,” he said with a wink. “Now, if you’ll excuse us, I’m going to take Reed on a tour of the club and parade him around like the wild animal he is.” His stare slid to Vail. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Dr. Mifflin. I wanted to see the man who’d caught the attention offourof our men. You’re....” His gaze went up and down Vail, and I tensed, waiting to see if I had to gut him or not. “Definitely living up to the hype. You’re gorgeous. Have a good night.”
He dragged Reed in the opposite direction, and I shook my head. Only Oisín would have the balls to drag a man like Reed around on a chain in a shock collar.
Vail turned wide, questioning eyes on me. “Is he... kidnapping that man?”
I laughed and hauled him closer to me as I slowly led him in the direction I wanted to go. “Kidnapping? No, bug. I call it punishment. Reed stole from Sloan, and Sloan wanted him dead. Oisín wanted Reed, and Sloan owed him a wee favor. So, Reed is that favor.”
He shook his head and leaned into me. “I wouldn’t want to get on Sloan’s bad side. That Reed is lucky he’s not at the bottom of the Hudson.”
“Exactly, but I don’t think the sod thinks that right now.” Chuckling, I directed him toward a door to the left of the room. It was one of two that required prebooking and I’d made sure to put my name down for it a week ago. As we got near the room, I nodded to the man standing between the two doors, his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. I didn’t know his name, never needed to know it, but he was one of the bouncers who watched the sex play in the dungeon to make sure nothing got out of hand. Like most of the other bouncers in the playroom he wore a black suit and sunglasses, with his hair shaved until he was nearly bald. He knew who I was and nodded at me, walking over to open the door.
“Sir,” he greeted in a gruff Brooklyn accent.
I winked at him as I led Vail through the door. Inside the room was outfitted in reds, including a plush crimson couch. There was a basket for used towels, cleaning products, a St. Andrew’s cross on the far wall, a massage bed in the center of the room, and over in the corner was a dark cupboard that held the toys and equipment I needed. The walls were black, though, and at the front of the room, facing the crowd of sex partygoers, was the one-way mirror. We could see out, but they couldn’t see in. Above the mirror were hooks I was planning to use immediately.
“What is this place?” Vail’s awe made me smirk. He stepped up to the one-way mirror, running his fingers across the surface. “I didn’t know this was a window. When we walked past outside I thought it was a regular mirror.”
“That’s the point, it’s a secret.” I straightened and stared down the length of his beautiful body. The leather pants cupped his arse perfectly and the black long-sleeved shirt clung to his slim torso and back. He looked good enough to eat. “I want ye to stand in front of the mirror.”
He glanced at me curiously. “Why?”
I raised my eyebrows at him. “Did I give ye the impression ye get to ask me questions?”
His Adam’s apple jumped in his throat and he chewed on his bottom lip. Shifting toward the mirror, he gave me another look over his shoulder before he turned back to stare out into the main room of the dungeon.
I grinned and headed over to the supply cabinet, opening it and grabbing out a few things I needed, like cuffs and lube, before shutting it again. The snap of the doors closing had him jerking, but he didn’t glance back again as I made my way over to him. I dropped the lube on the floor for a little later.
“See that?” I pointed at the mirror. We could see a man strapped to a chaise on the other side. A naked woman with bright red hair that cascaded to the middle of her back—clearly his Domme—rode him, and no matter how much he struggled, she stole her own pleasure.
Vail shuddered against me.
“I want ye to watch everyone else having sex, bug. I want ye to see them take their pleasure as I take mine from ye.” I grabbed his wrist and locked one of the cuffs around it. His eyes widened, but he didn’t fight as I raised his arm and connected the other end of the cuff to the hook above the mirror. “I’m gonna fuck ye until ye’re dripping with me spunk.”
He sucked in a deep breath as I moved around to his other side to do the same with the second cuff. Dancing my fingers down his arm, I kissed his cheek and jaw.
“Ye’re so beautiful like this, bug. So vulnerable. Mine.”
A whimper escaped his pretty lips. “Yours.”
“Do ye want this?” I kissed his ear and slid my tongue around the shell.
“Yes. Please.”
