VICTORIOUS (A Quantum Novel)(76)



“I’ll look forward to that.”

He tightens his hold on me. “I love you so much, Nat. That you’re here with me and asking questions and willing to explore this world with me… You can’t possibly know what it means to be myself, entirely, with you.”

I squeeze the arm he has around me. I love that I’ve made him happy, which is so important to me.

Kristian teases his sub with feathers until she’s writhing on the cross, begging for relief with every move of her body. But Kristian is in no apparent rush. He reaches for a large pink vibrator from the table that holds his supplies, and after applying lubricant, he teases her with it and then pushes it into her. He strokes the vibrator in and out of her and then releases the clamps one at a time. She comes with screams that echo through the club, and I hear them clear as anything, despite the voices and loud music.

Watching the scene unfold has me right back on the edge again, my entire body tingling with the need for release.

“You said something about private rooms?”

“Is my baby feeling hot and bothered?”

“Maybe just a little.”

He takes me by the hand to lead me deeper into the club. “We’ve got one more stop we need to make before we see about something private.”

I suppress a moan at the thought of waiting longer for relief. Being here, watching Kristian’s scene, allowing Flynn to touch me in public… I’m on fire from the inside. My skin is tight and tingling, the throb between my legs is like a second heartbeat, and I want to grab Flynn and drag him to the nearest dark corner.

He applies his hand to a device on the wall, and a door slides open.

“What is this?”

“It’s the dungeon. Only the five of us have access to it.”

The word dungeon trips my already heightened senses into overdrive as I try to imagine what goes on here. I see right away as we step into the huge room that pulsates with loud music… Cresley is suspended from the ceiling. Natural-colored rope has been wrapped around her body in an intricate pattern that is strangely beautiful. The elaborate scheme is held together by a single knot that falls just above her clit, which is clamped, as are her nipples.

When Hayden swings her around, I notice she is plugged in the front and the back. What that must feel like, to hand over that much control to another human being, to trust him with so much outside a committed relationship… As I have that thought, my own plug begins to vibrate.

Flynn’s arm around my waist keeps me from losing my footing. “Talk to me, sweetheart,” he whispers gruffly in my ear. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

“Why does she like it? She’s a successful, powerful woman. What makes her want to be dominated so completely?”

“It’s because she’s so successful and powerful that she enjoys giving over control to someone else for a few hours. It takes her away from all her responsibilities and gives her a kind of freedom she can’t find anywhere else.”

“I…”

“I wish I could crawl inside your head right now so I could know your every thought.”

Laying my hand on top of his arm, I want to share those thoughts with him. “I wonder what it’s like for her to give up that kind of control to someone she doesn’t love.”

“She does love Hayden. They’re old friends, and there’s trust in friendship.”

“Still, to do that with a man she isn’t in love with… That takes…”

“Balls?”

“Yeah,” I say with a nervous laugh, “that’s for sure.”

“It’s a form of relaxation for both of them.”

“Relaxation… Um, okay.” I’d be anything but relaxed in Cresley’s position.

“No, really, look at her. Take a good look.”

Cresley’s eyes are closed, her face is slack, her lips are parted ever so slightly, and she appears to be floating above the room in what I now see, upon closer examination, is a blissful state.

“We call that subspace, when the submissive reaches a place of total trust and absolute submission. She relies upon her Dom for everything in that moment. It’s total surrender.”

“Would they mind that we’re here?”

“No, sweetheart, they love being watched. Most of us do. It’s part of the thrill.” He leads me to a sofa I hadn’t noticed in a dark corner and positions me in front of him, between his spread legs with his arms around me.

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