Bind Me [Pact of Seduction 1] by Stacey Kennedy Page B

acts. And lastly, when members are involved in club life, they're not allowed to engage sexually with anyone outside of the castle."
    Bella stopped reading and glanced to Marley. “Sounds safe to me."
    Marley looked to Kyra, waiting for her to disagree, but she only shrugged. “It sounds safer than if you went to a bar and slept with some random guy."
    "Oh God.” Marley grumbled, dropping her head into her hands, realizing the inevitable had fallen upon her.
    "Ha.” Sadie giggled. “Let's just hope you'll be saying that when you're with the guy."
    The others laughed. Marley didn't. She raised her head, full of apprehension. “Do I have to go first? Can't one of you?"
    Bella scowled. “Fate decided, and you've got to listen. Follow the rules, remember."
    "Yeah, yeah, I remember."
    Sadie squirmed closer to Bella to look at the computer screen. “So what do we do to become members of the castle?"
    "The rules say it's by invitation only,” Bella replied. “We have to join the forum, write a letter from Marley describing who she is and what she wants, then wait for someone to call to discuss the possibility of an encounter."
    Kyra snatched the laptop from Bella and settled it onto her lap. “Let me write the letter. We want to make you sound sexy but smart. We don't need some lunatic responding to you.” She rubbed her hands together. “Now then, let's make this good."
    Stone walls didn't give the air of a warm room, nor did the cold cement on the floor, but it set the mood perfectly for the BDSM scene. Reed circled his submissive as she stood atop a wooden box in the center of the bare room.
    Zoie was good and obedient. The nipple clamps pinched her areolae hard, just as Reed wanted. He tugged on one to induce a mild amount of pain, and Zoie whimpered, yet not in a way that made him hesitate—she sounded too desperate. Reed had enough confidence to know she needed more than he could give her.
    Not every sub Reed played with could tolerate the pain Zoie managed. He enjoyed pushing her limits because she could take the overload. He added two weights to the chain that connected the nipple clamps. Zoie's gaze burned with desire as she hissed.
    "I think I'll leave you waiting for a while.” Reed strode toward the other side of the room. He grabbed the plastic bottle off the metal tray containing the sex toys, and drank the lukewarm water as his gaze scanned the small space. The old American country estate, Castle Dolce Vita, catered not only to BDSM but to all desires.
    By day he was a criminal lawyer, but on evenings and weekends, the BDSM floor had become his home since his lifestyle submissive, Samantha, left him two years ago. He'd loved; he'd lost. He wouldn't make the same mistake again.
    Just as he placed the bottle back on the tray, the door to the room opened. “You were looking for me."
    Reed glanced over his shoulder to find his good friend and roommate Kole drenched in sweat and running a hand through his blond hair to wipe off the perspiration. Kole punished harder than Reed. Reed used floggers and crops, among other toys, but he refused to make the sub bleed or leave bruises, while Kole delighted in granting such pleasures.
    Kole took a quick glance at Zoie before he looked back to Reed with curiosity in his eyes. “What did you want?"
    Reed understood his friend's inquisitiveness—it wasn't often he called Kole into a scene. “She's outgrown me, and I think you'd be better suited to her."
    "Sounds interesting.” Kole all but purred. “Tell me about her."
    "She's got a high tolerance for pain, and I can tell she needs, craves more, but you know it's not my thing."
    "But it's mine.” Kole grinned.
    Reed held no jealousy, mainly because he'd never had the connection with Zoie to warrant it. If he needed to put his submissive with another dom to satisfy her, he would. No questions asked.
    "Well, well. Let's go have a look, shall we.” Kole stepped over to Zoie. Her breathing hitched when he ran his