“But they don’t.”
“Fine, let me in and I will get the girls.” He’d carry all three out if he had to.
“My wife is not a member of your club,” Max said coldly. Logan’s communication skills had disintegrated to a low growl.
Surprisingly, it was Gavin who remained calm.
“But she’s much prettier than the two of you,” Saxon said with a grin. “She’s here as a guest.”
“Guests aren’t allowed in the playroom,” Duncan interjected.
“They are if I say they are,” Saxon replied.
Logan stepped forward, his intent clear. The two bouncers tensed, but Gavin moved in front of his friend. “Why would you let three unaccompanied females into your club?” Gavin asked.
Saxon looked at Gavin before raising his gaze to Duncan. “Because it’s what Laken needs. She’s floundering. Lost. She needs someone to take control.”
“Laken. Is. Mine.”
Gavin sighed. “Maybe we could have this talk somewhere more private.”
Saxon nodded to a closed door. “In here.” He moved over and opened the door. The others filed inside, Logan snarling as he walked passed Saxon. The club owner didn’t even flinch. Damn, he was an icy bastard.
As soon as the door closed, Duncan rounded on Saxon. “Let’s make one thing clear. Laken is not your business. She is my woman. My submissive. And the only way she will be back here is by my side, with my collar.”
“You had no business letting any of them in,” Max stated. “You should have called us as soon as they arrived here.”
Saxon raised a brow. “I’m not their keeper. And really, it’s not my fault if you can’t keep track of them.”
Logan stepped forward, hands clenched into tight fists.
“Relax, big boy,” Saxon told him with a smirk. “They’re fine. Everyone knows they are under my protection. I have someone watching over them.”
The door opened behind them and Jake stepped through.
“Or at least I did,” Saxon added.
“Left them with Tiny,” Jake said gruffly, leaning back against the door.
“I’m guessing I have you to thank for this.” Saxon nodded his head at Duncan and the others.
Jake nodded. “You know the way Haven works, Joel. We look out for the women. Wasn’t your right to do this.”
For Jake that was quite a speech.
Saxon nodded. “Fine, go in; rescue your damsels in distress. But Duncan, Laken came here for a reason. You might want to work it out before you go in there.”
Laken stood between Savannah and Lila, watching the sub who was tied to a St Andrew’s cross. The curvy, redheaded sub was completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light shine of sweat as her Dom paddled her ass.
Every so often, he would stop and brush his hand over her glowing butt cheeks and then down to her naked pussy, running his fingers over an obviously sensitive clit. The submissive would groan and plead then he’d stand back and start over.
“Wow, oh, wow,” Lila whispered as the Dom tugged on the chain connecting the clamps on each of the sub’s nipples. He spanked her pussy. Two fingers from his other hand plunged deep inside her. The submissive writhed, pleading, begging.
“Come for me, pet.”
Thrashing, her scream filled the room as she came hard.
Laken’s breath came in short pants, her insides trembling with a mix of trepidation and arousal. She wanted to be in the sub’s place, she realized. She wanted her butt to be glowing, her clit throbbing with each stroke.