“Master, I brought you a drink,” one of the women announced as Godrick took the offered glass. Smart girl. She’d saved him from an ass-stomping he wouldn’t soon forget. Godrick knew better than to touch, but given Regina’s unparalleled beauty and sex appeal, I could understand his willingness to risk an ass whipping.
He nodded in my direction with a teasing grin plastered on his face. His eyes roamed Regina once more before he placed a hand on his subs’ backs and shoved them onward.
Regina leaned in. “I think I’m starting to understand what you meant.”
With my palm planted in her back, I led her closer to a cozy corner away from the main flow of traffic. I wanted to introduce her to a part of my world, but there was only so much I’d take before I snapped. I knew that Regina would have eyes on her because I had good taste, but these assholes were verging along the lines of disrespect.
“Have a seat here,” I directed when we reached the couch. I sat and placed my hand around her back to lure her closer, enjoying the feel of her warm skin under my fingers. The way my fingers sank into her soft flesh, the way her body responded to my every stroke, I could play with her all night and not get tired.
I waved one of the waitresses over and waited for her to lean down to take my order.
As I gave the waitress our order, I noticed her eyes being lured in Regina’s direction. I knew Cynthia. She played her part inside this club, but she liked pussy as much as I did. She inclined her head and walked away after a peek at Regina’s legs.
Regina leaned closer. “That guy mentioned a trade. Please tell me that trading is not something you’d consider for me.”
“Fuck no!” came my answer.
“You sound sure.”
“Regina, these motherfuckers would trade their left nut to get a whiff of your pussy, and you think I’d let that go?”
Her fingers dug into my forearm, but not because of my comment. A set of probing eyes settled on her with enough lust to stop whatever she’d been about to say. These motherfuckers were being disrespectful because some didn’t know who I was.
“I feel like I’m naked. Is everyone staring at me because I’m with you?”
“I needed to show you better than I could tell you,” I expressed. “You are one of the sexiest women in this place, and these people are seeing what I see when I look at you.”
She kept her head low as she glanced around the room. Some failed to hide the lust I could almost cut with a knife when they eyed Regina.
“Mr. Knox, may I?” a voice sounded. The dorky voice came from Rex Jamison who stood a safe distance away. His sub stood next to him, snatching glances at Regina. Rex’s distant stance and humble request was how you were supposed to approach someone sitting with a marked sub.
“Yes, have a seat,” I invited.
Rex may have been dorky, but he’d managed to take three subs from other Doms.
“I just wanted to say a quick hello.” His sub lowered her head, Regina’s heels catching her attention. My arm rested snug around Regina’s waist. Rex didn’t let his gaze linger too long, I was sure out of respect.
“Mr. Knox, there are a few prospective members that would like to join. They are…rare, so would you like to vet them, or should I?”
Rare meant that they were big-named officials, like a senator or a governor who was interested in becoming a member of the club.
“You can do the honors, Rex. I’m working on something important right now,” I stated, fighting to keep my gaze from landing on Regina.
“Okay. I’ll see you later, Mr. Knox. Enjoy your evening.”
“You as well, Rex.”
“Is this your club?” Regina questioned when Rex was out of earshot. She’d picked up enough clues to come to the correct conclusion.
“Yes, this is one of three others like it.”
Her face filled with questions, so I decided to alleviate her misery.
“I was introduced to this life at twenty, while I was in the military. I fell head first into it. This was the first club I opened four years ago. The billionaire prick you met earlier and Rex, along with two others, put up most of the money, but I’d created the business plan and wouldn’t let them buy my ideas even though they offered me an insane amount of money. It was a good thing I didn’t. These rich fucks are kinky in ways you wouldn’t believe, and clubs like this are the only places they can let their inner freaks loose.”
“So, everyone in here is rich? How do you target them?”
“I don’t. They get referred by their rich buddies. And we verify everything. If they don’t have at least a million in the bank, this is one club they are not getting into.”