Control

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Control – Mychael Black

Steelbound 5

Luke Holmes wields a heavy hand, but his sub absolutely loves every single second of it. When he books them a hotel and a full weekend at Steelbound with their friends, he makes damn sure Damian will never forget it.

Damian March craves pain more than most people, vampire or not. His Master, Luke, never fails to deliver either. So when they join their friends at the BDSM club Steelbound, Damian knows he’s in for one hell of an amazing weekend.

CONTENT WARNING
* Blood play
* Extreme whipping
* Rough sex
* Sharing in a BDSM club between friends

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EXCERPT:

“Good evening, Master Luke. What can I get you tonight?”

Luke smiled at the very pregnant fae. Keris looked like he was going to pop any day now. “Just a water, please. How are you feeling?” he asked, nodding toward the growing belly. Since they’d found out Keris was pregnant, his dragon mate, Tobias, had effectively banned all corsets. Keris didn’t seem to mind too much, though.

Keris rested a hand on his belly. “I’m having to sit and put my feet up more now. I miss my usual clothes, but it can’t be helped. Where is Damian?”

“He’s with Noah, sorting out details for our demo tonight.”

“Oh… what are you doing? I haven’t had a chance to look at the schedule.”

“I bought a new two-tailed whip with barbed ends,” Luke said. He stuffed a five into the tip jar, even though water was free. “I can’t wait to show everyone how beautifully my vamp marks.”

Keris grimaced. “Nope. Definitely not for me.”

Luke chuckled. “Your dragon has his own brand of domination.”

“He does.” The fae shivered. “He so does.”

Luke turned on his seat just as Damian stepped up to the bar. It never ceased to amaze him how he got so damned lucky. He was fifty, and despite being well over one hundred years old, Damian still looked like he was barely over eighteen. Luke hooked his finger beneath his sub’s collar and lured Damian closer.

“I was just telling Keris about my new toy.”

Damian shivered and let out a soft moan. He looked at Keris. “It’s… brutal but so fucking amazing.”

Keris waved him off. “As I told your Master, I’m gonna stick to my dragon, thanks. I prefer to keep my blood in my body.”

Damian chuckled and shrugged. “Being a vamp helps, I’ll admit. The marks don’t last long.”

“Such a shame, too,” Luke said. “Is everything good to go for our demo, pet?”

“Yes, Master. They’ll be announcing us in about twenty minutes.”

“Good.” Luke traced the collar with his fingertip. “Rumor has it that we have several prospective applicants tonight, most of them Doms. I’m looking forward to showing them all how exquisitely you wear my marks.”

Damian licked his lips, and his gaze drifted to Luke’s throat. “Why do I have the feeling there’s going to be much more than the whip?”

Luke gripped his sub’s chin and tugged Damian in for a kiss. His sub practically melted against him, and Luke reached down with his other hand to stroke his fingers up the length of Damian’s cock. He’d chosen shiny vinyl shorts for Damian until their demo, and the vampire’s hard cock stood out quite nicely.

“Oh, pet, I’m going to have so much fun up there,” Luke murmured.