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I held up my hands and stayed planted where I was, despite the wild need I felt to pull her into my chest. I had already discovered there were few things I liked less than seeing her scared.

“It’s more play, Angel. Take a breath and I’ll explain it to you.”

She flinched when someone roared and another person screamed in response.

“I-I think I should call for help.”

“Look at me, sweetheart. Right here. Good girl.” I pointed toward my own face. “It’s something called primal play. Two consenting adults act out a scene. One chases and the other tries to get away. It sounds scary but it’s not. I would never let anything happen here that hurt someone. Even a slip like tonight, with you ending up on the auction block, is enough to make me redo security and review every employee and member I have here. I would never let a woman get hurt here. Not in a way she didn’t want.”

She bit her lip, still unconvinced. Not that I could blame her. If I’d never heard primal play, I would’ve been charging back there to see who I needed to choke out.

“I can show you.” What the actual fuck was I doing? She wasn’t a member. I had no right to show her anything in the club. That wasn’t how it worked. I didn’t want to take it back, though. It was fucking cliché of me to want to filthy her up but I did. I wanted to see her get dirty for me. “There’s an observation deck. It’s away from everything and everyone. Monitors watch from there sometimes. Mostly they stay on the ground, though, so we’ll be alone.”

She looked back at the club and took a deep breath in.

“I won’t be able to sleep if I thought someone was getting hurt and I just went home. Show me, please.”

She was so sweet and innocent but brave when it counted, clearly. She wasn’t sure I wasn’t leading her into some kind of sexual torture ring but she was going to make sure no one was being hurt.

I took her hand and led her back into the club. She was silent as we went down a few hallways and then up two flights of stairs to the deck. Just as I expected, the monitors were all on the ground and the secret deck was empty. It was tucked between two wings of the mansion and kept unlit so no one could look up and see someone watching their play. The railing came up to my waist so it was plenty high to keep Sutton safe but I still positioned myself behind her with my hands on her hips when she went to the edge.

She was hiding perfection. Her hips were just as full as her tits and it cost me some of my sanity to keep my hands in place.

She glanced back at me and brought a finger up to push her glasses up her nose.

“You’re touching me.”

I nodded. “I don’t want to chance you tumbling over.”

If she thought I was being ridiculous she didn’t call me on it. She just turned back to the grounds and gripped the railing. I was too busy looking at her, at the curve of her neck, to notice that some of the play had spilled out into the open area of the grounds. Her shocked gasp and the stiffening of her body told me I’d fucked up.

“Oh, god. We have to help her, Dominic! Please!” She spun in my arms to look up at me, her hands on my chest and her eyes full of concern for someone she’d never met.

I twisted her back around and pinned her to the railing with my body when she tried to squirm away. Then I gently gripped her chin and held her head still so she was forced to watch theaction happening below. I was already painfully hard before I glanced down to see what had scared her.

“Be still, Angel. Watch.” I gripped the railing in front of her body with my other hand so I could feel her softness. “I know this is new and scary but just watch.”

She went still like the perfect little sub she could so easily become. “He tackled her, Sir.”

I leaned down so I was speaking quietly by her ear.

“Look at her, Sutton. He tackled her but does she look like she’s really trying to get away?”

“She does!”

I growled into her ear and slid my hand lower to rest over her throat.

“Look harder.”

CHAPTER 6

Dominic

“See the way she just wrapped her leg around him? She looks like she’s struggling because that’s the game they’re playing. No one is allowed to play in the primal area without safe words and a class on what is acceptable and what isn’t. They know what they’re doing, Angel.”

She sucked in an audible breath when the man below grabbed his woman’s hair and tugged her under him. It seemed my little angel was intrigued by that.

“They’re getting close to breaking the game. See the way she’s thrusting her hips back at him? Listen to her screams. They’ve shifted, haven’t they? Can you hear the neediness in them? It’s rough and they’ll probably both have bruises and scratches tomorrow but keep watching. They’re going to devour each other as soon as their resolve to play breaks.”