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“We certainly thought so. Hold that thought while I plate our second course.”
I placed a bowl of Greek salad on the table and added a large scoop onto Rose’s plate.
“Now where were we?”
She already had a forkful of salad on its way to her mouth when I asked the question but paused to say, “The whip-wielding Domme.”
“Right. So Jared immediately introduced himself to her. Somehow she talked Jared into being her submissive for the night. So of course, we loved her right away.”
Rose laughed. “I can just see it. She has a way of getting what she wants.”
“That she does. She showed up to every party and as we got to know her, she just became one of us. She just fits in with all us badass Doms.”
“Badass, huh?”
I smirked but didn’t reply.
“And what about Colin and Lincoln? They are younger, so how did that come about?”
“Declan, or Master Odin, was the president of our frat. His family comes from some serious money and his grandfather, and father both sat on the board of admissions. Anyway, as our resident leader, he had the final say in who could join, and Colin, Master Vidar, is his little brother, so it goes without saying.”
“And Lincoln?”
“Master Váli, and Master Colin have been attached at the hip since grade school. How those two met I don’t know, but I’m glad they did, because Lincoln is brilliant at coding and has designed systems for me NASA would be envious of.”
I topped up our wine glasses and removed our appetizer plates, returning with seafood souvlaki skewers, roasted potatoes and rice, and more greens drizzled in a béchamel sauce.
“Remember what I said earlier?” Rose asked. Her eyes were large as she gazed at the feast in front of her. “I take back my take back and will say once again, feed me, never leave me, and make me come and you can have whatever the hell you want.”
I liked where this was going. At this rate she would be agreeing to allow me to track her every movement without complaint. “Anything? I may take you up on that.”
She blushed but remained silent. Instead, went back to moans of pleasure as she ate her meal. “Are there other things you can cook or only Greek?”
“The Greek I learned from my mother, but most of my cooking I learned at Erik’s side from his parents when I’d go home for holidays from college with him.” Shit, why did I share that? The last thing I wanted was to rehash my parents being taken from me at an impressionable age. But Rose seemed to pick up on my sudden unease and didn’t ask me anything more about my cooking experience.
“Erik is the one with Raia, correct?”
“Yes, they met when Dottie brought her to the club for a job interview. Erik was smitten right away but played it cool for a while, telling himself he was training her as a sub as she was a completely blank slate when it came to the lifestyle. The other couple in the group is Noah, Master Baldor, and Shelby.”
“Mmm, I’ve heard about them from Mari. He’s a Daddy and she is his Middle.”
“Exactly right. Man does she have him wrapped around her teen-grunge finger.”
Rose laughed. “Who knew you were funny? I heard he’s really good looking.”
A frisson of irritation moved through me. Why the hell would Mari tell her that? Not that he was available for someone like Rose, who I was sure didn’t have a Little, or Middle, bone in her body.
“If you’re into pretty boys.” She winked at me like she knew her comment pissed me off.
Why that little hoyden! I’d get her back. “He’s a lucky man, Shelby comes from nothing and made a name for herself as a gamer online. She’s one of the top five in the world and has wealth independent of Noah. At least he knows she’s not with him for the money and lifestyle he can provide.”
I picked up my glass and held it aloft. “Cheers to independent women.” I clinked hers while she gave me a dirty look.
“Now, tell me how you met Mari.”
Once again digging into her dinner, Rose explained how Mari was staying in the hotel where Rose worked.
“When she came off the elevator, every head in the lobby turned her way, including mine and I’m not even bi-sexual. She asked me where she could purchase a cock cage and the rest is history.”