For The Love Of Sir (Doms of Decadence 3)

He stepped back, looking down at her. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

She tried to hide her disappointment. She didn’t want to appear clingy. “You’re right, you might catch my cold.”

“Not because of that,” he told her. “I want you to get a good rest and you’ll probably manage that better on your own.”

“I sleep better when you’re beside me.” Shit. Where had that come from? He was probably going to run a mile now.

Tara kept her eyes closed, not wanting to see his reaction.

“All right, I’ll stay. I’ll just grab a shower. Do you need anything?”

“I’m good.”

Tara drifted until she felt him climb into bed beside her. He drew her in against his chest and she snuggled in deep.

“Good night, baby,” he whispered.

She instantly fell asleep.

***

Tara stepped out of the dressing room at Club Decadence and looked around her nervously. This was the first time she’d been here with Alex as his sub. The only person she’d even told about her involvement with Alex was Tilly. She was the only one who knew about their contract.

She frowned, wondering where he had gone to. He’d told her he would meet her here.

“Tara!”

Tara looked over to see Issac leaving the male change rooms. He was a small-built man with a large personality. Tonight he was wearing a black leather thong and nothing else.

“Issac, looking hot!” she said with a grin, fanning herself.

He held open his arms and she jumped into them. He squeezed her tight.

“Man, I have missed you, poppet.”

She smiled up at him. “Right back at ya. Why’d you have to go away for so long?”

“Work. It sucked. But I’m back now. I—”

“If you’ve finished pawing my sub I’d appreciate you taking your hands off her,” a cold voice interjected from behind Issac.

Issac turned but kept one arm around her and his body protectively in front of hers. He might be a sub but that didn’t make him a pushover.

“Excuse me?” Issac asked. “Pawing her?”

Alex glared at the other man. “Let. Go. Of. Her. Now.”

Oh crap.

Tara tried to loosen herself from Issac’s hold but he wasn’t letting go. They’d been friends a long time and he was protective of her in a big brother sort of way. His wife would beat his ass if it were anything else. But Alex didn’t know that and he was furious. His gaze was ice cold as it raked over the two of them.

“Issac, it’s okay, you can let me go.”

“Is there a problem here?”

Oh great, that’s all they needed, Issac’s wife and Domme, Mia, stepped between Issac and Alex.

“Yes, there is a problem. Your sub will not let go of mine.”