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scooted in beside him and found her only chance at escape gone when
Sire sat on her other side.
With head bowed, she laced her fingers together on her lap.
Bracketed by her lovers, the space seemed tiny. In reality, the circular
booth provided plenty of room.
Adjust your skirt, pet. Master kept his voice low, but that didn t
prevent her face from flaming. She finished the task quickly, hoping the
other couple was too far away or too busy to hear his command.
Her cheeks burned as two hands, one belonging to each man on
either side of her, wedged between her knees and pried them apart.
This is Dylan and Olivia Montgomery, Master said. They re
close, personal friends of ours. Rachel is our new pet.
The new pet wanted to kill her master. Instead, she said softly,
Hello.
I can see Jack didn t tell you we d be here, Dylan said. He does
like to test a person s limits. But if it ll set your mind at ease, Olivia
belongs to me.
Rachel raised her head.
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You couldn t ask for better owners, Olivia added. They ll treat
you well. Trust me.
She appreciated their words and tried to resolve her feelings of
helplessness when ambushed by their presence. Master must have
decided she d faced enough for now since he changed the subject and
steered conversation to more mundane topics.
The server stopped to take their orders. Master and Dylan spoke
for everyone. Sire held her right hand beneath the table, his thumb
rubbing her skin in a calm, hypnotic manner. Master s arm draped over
her shoulders.
Are you thirsty, pet?
Her head snapped around, her eyes wide, as his question brought
back memories of another time he d used those same words.
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Chapter Six
He read her reaction accurately and chuckled. I mean for some
water. He took her left hand. The glass is here.
Her fingers curled around the slick, icy goblet and a breath rushed
from her lungs. Thank you, Ma I mean, sir.
She took a sip, which turned into a lengthy swallow. Trying to
anticipate her owners next moves was wearing on her nerves. Even the
most innocent of questions sent her mind into erotic orbit. She was jumpy,
not to mention still aroused from their play in the limo. Her palms were
embarrassingly moist, and she d no doubt leave a damp spot on the seat.
Thank God for the tablecloth.
The server arrived with the food. The pasta topped with Italian
herbs and spices gave off a delicious aroma and made her mouth water.
She found her place setting to the right of her plate and unwrapped it
from the cloth napkin. Then, putting the napkin across her lap, she picked
up her fork only to feel Sire s hand on her wrist.
She held her breath. Were they going to feed her here, too?
That s no place for a napkin, Master said. The covering slid off
her thighs. He folded it and placed it under her hand, next to her plate.
Enjoy the meal, pet, but never deny us the pleasure of such a lovely
view. He and Sire scooted the hem of her skirt a little higher.
Her heart skipped, her breathing tripped, and the fork in her hand
rattled against the dish.
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All around her, she heard people gathered to savor friendly
conversation and gourmet meals, those at her table included. However,
she sat frozen for several minutes, praying the moist signs of her arousal
wouldn t leave a mark on the bench s cushion between her open thighs.
Her pussy throbbed with unfulfilled need, for which she put full blame on
the shoulders of the two men beside her. Knowing they could look at
her...down there...only made the need worse.
Do you wish us to feed you here too, pet? Master s words yanked
her out of her trance.
She shook her head and immediately leaned forward to take the
first bite, using what little field of vision she had to guide the fork to her
mouth. The sauce was heaven on her tongue.
Mmm.
Sire chuckled and Master said, Glad you approve. Eat up. You ll
need the nourishment for later.
Refusing to let his prediction bother her, she dug in and was
halfway through her meal before anyone spoke again.
What do you do for a living, Rachel? Dylan asked.
Thankful that she d just taken a bite, she used the time chewing
gave her to formulate a response. Should she lie? Tell the truth? If she did
lie, would the men beside her call her on it? Probably.
I practice law.
Interesting. Would I recognize the firm?
She hesitated again, unwilling to announce outright that she
worked for the state as a prosecutor. I...I doubt it s one you d know. She
held her breath, waiting for her escorts to reveal her fib, but they kept her
secret.
Hmm, well, no matter. Olivia here was a CEO.
Was?
I retired after meeting Dylan, Olivia said in a cheerful, adoring
tone. He made me an offer I couldn t refuse.
I had to have you, puss....
Feeling uncomfortable and not understanding why, Rachel tried a
change in subject. How did you meet my...uh... Although she realized
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she had begun thinking of them as her owners, she wasn t brazen enough
to admit that publicly. ...the Smiths?
We went to college with Dylan and his brother, Master said.
They were exchange students.
And you taught us how wild you Americans can be.
I thought I did that, Olivia said. The men laughed, including Sire.
Even Rachel grinned.
Ah, mi amor, Dylan said, you showed me how it feels to possess
the stars.
The soft sound of a kiss, combined with his words, poked a hole in
Rachel s heart. Dylan owned Olivia. He d said so, yet they spoke like life
long sweethearts. She d never felt such love before, and didn t know how
to react witnessing it now.
She bowed her head and concentrated on turning her fork to gather
more noodles.
No one had warned her that a life like this could lead to such a
strong relationship. She d expected them to be temporary flings whereby
each party received mutual physical satisfaction before parting ways. The
life style offered great sex a lot of great sex but did training lead to
love? Surely not. Dr. Sinclair said these two were experienced trainers.
They must ve trained plenty of subs only to release them out into the
world of BDSM. Hadn t Master called her his new pet? Wouldn t that
imply he d had an old one?
She frowned.
Maybe she was getting in too deep. She shouldn t even be thinking
of love. This was just her chance to live out a few fantasies before
returning to the real world. She had a life beyond the collar and leash.
Sooner or later, she d have to return there. And unlike Olivia, she wasn t
willing to give up a thriving career for life long subservience to one man,
let alone two.
Master s hand on her thigh made her jump. Sorry, Master...sir.
You re not eating.
I m full, she lied.
Sire interlaced his fingers with hers. She almost cried.
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Why was she suddenly so damn emotional?
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