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Thinking about doing it with Iris did not give him feelings of fulfillment and peace.
Probably because he was attracted to her, and he really didn’t want to be.He needed serenity and calm in his life.Not a hot mess who liked to push all his buttons.
ChapterOne
Law
Watching Iris moving across the floor of Stronghold, wearing nothing but a tight miniskirt and electrical tape over her nipples, Law reminded himself—again—she was off-limits.It wasn’t that her outfit was particularly risqué, not for Stronghold.The kink club was filled with people wearing regular clothing, fetwear, or nothing at all.Having her abundant curves on display was nothing new and nothing he hadn’t seen before.
Yet he had trouble keeping his eyes off her, even though he knew he should.He was supposed to be keeping an eye on her, but notthisclosely.
Sure, she was beautiful, and for some reason, her sassy mouth appealed to him—even though he wanted a well-behaved submissive who did as she was told—but there were so many other reasons he needed to stay hands-off.One of which was standing behind the bar, glaring at him… as usual.
Andrew hadn’t been a fan of his since Law had threatened to spank Iris a few days ago if she didn’t shape up, right in front of her brother.He was pretty sure what set Andrew off was that Law had meant it.
The brother and sister should not be allowed to work the same shift, but since when did anyone around here listen to his opinion?
“How goes the watch?”A heavy hand clapped the back of his shoulder in greeting, and Connor’s deep voice filled with amusement.
Scowling, Law looked up at his giant friend.For someone who stood close to six and a half feet, Connor could be surprisingly stealthy.Then again, Law was distracted.
“You’d think after almost a month, you would be tired of that joke.”Law was tired of hearing it, even if Connor wasn’t tired of telling it.
The big guy grinned down at him.With his auburn hair and beard and massive stature, he looked like he belonged in Game of Thrones.Throw a few furs on him, give him an axe, and he’d fit right in.
“You’re the one who wears all black, takes life way too seriously, and has been celibate for months,” Connor replied easily.He smiled widely at the submissive who came up to take his drink order as he sat down at the bar table with Law.
Iris was serving in the Lounge area, which is where Law deliberately had her assigned all the time, rather than letting her serve in the bar.That way, he could keep an eye on her but still relax with his friends.
What he could not do was scene.The one time he’d gone to help with a scene, she’d tossed a drink in a Dom’s face.Granted, the Dom in question had said something offensive and had been kicked out of Stronghold for his troubles, but Iris should have told him, her brother, one of the Dungeon Monitors, oranyone, but instead, she’d reacted without thinking.As usual.
The only reason he’d only warned her instead of actually spanking her was she had been pretty well behaved for the past few weeks, the Dom really had deserved it, and… her brother had been looming beside him.
Yeah, add him to the softies who were having trouble giving her the discipline she really needed because of the circumstances.
He wasn’t afraid of Andrew, but he didn’t want to face off with big brother unless the reason truly warranted it, and that particular incident hadn’t.Especially since she was so close to finishing out her month.
She really had been good.He’d only had to dole out a few punishments, none of which had been a spanking.She’d hated writing the essay about why, in Stronghold, all Dominants deserved to be spoken to with respect.Overall, though, she’d been a lot less trouble than he’d initially thought she would be.Sometimes, he wondered if he was disappointed because part of him was itching to spank her delectable ass.Just once.
Which was another reason he had only warned her instead of doing it.She tested his control in a way he wasn’t proud of.
“Any plans for tonight?”Law asked Connor once the other man had ordered.As usual, Law was drinking iced tea.One of the things he really appreciated about his friends here was they never asked why that was all he drank.
“Not yet,” Connor said affably.“I figured I’d sit down and see what I feel like doing.”
Connor was a very ‘go with the flow’ kind of guy.Just thinking about it made Law itch.He hated not having a plan.
“Oh, hey, there’s Asad.”Connor raised his hand, waving across the room as a dark-haired Dom came into the main room.Considering how tall he was, Connor waving was impossible to miss, even sitting down.Asad saw them and grinned widely, heading toward them.
Law waved too, glancing over at Iris before he focused on greeting Asad.Just to make sure she was staying out of trouble.Not because she happened to be bending over with her cute little ass pointed right at him.That definitely wasn’t why.
Iris
“He’s staring at your ass,” Amy whispered to her.
“He is not.”Iris straightened and glanced over her shoulder.Her Watch Dom was saying hello to Master Asad, not looking at her ass.She looked back at Amy, scowling, and the blonde spread her hands wide.
“He was looking, I swear.He watches you a lot when you don’t realize.”Amy’s smile was mischievous.
