Mate Not Wanted by Selena Illyria

felt as though her brain hated her.
    “Down, girl. Here, use the laptop. I’ll clear away the plates. Take the time to calm the hell down. If you don’t, you’ll drive the bouncers insane. And they’re already fidgety since they have to take part in the bachelor auction.”
    Lea picked up the dishes and the bottles of water and left the bar area again. Madison focused on the laptop. She pulled it toward her and logged into the club’s members’ site. She frowned as she read over her entries and shook her head at the sad lack of details and imagination. Madison took in the many blank spaces and slumped, feeling sadly out of her depth, but she refused to call Lea in for help. Who knew what her friend would put into her public profile that other members would see? She didn’t want to deal with the more extreme set of BDSM and kink.
    Instead, she scrolled through her options and read the descriptions that were attached to each choice. She picked ménage fantasy, forced submission—although she only really wanted to do that with Pierce—bondage, handcuffs, scarves, ties and blindfolds, role play, light pain, anal penetration, and spanking. Once she was finished in that area she looked into the Dom and Domme staff members. She dismissed the women immediately. She didn’t have an interest in interacting with women in that way. As she scrolled through the men’s section, she read each profile very carefully.
    She read about something called a “munch.” It seemed to be a meeting with likeminded individuals and newbies who were interested but didn’t want to dive right in just yet. It took place on safe, neutral ground with something to eat and was a place to ask questions and have them answered. That sounded like something that appealed to her.
    Madison trusted Sully’s judgment, and he was very careful when choosing staff members. She appreciated that everyone still wanted to make sure that the people involved were comfortable and knew the rules. Plus, the munch would allow her to get to know them beyond sex. She scrolled through the list of names and chose Master V and Master M.
    “Is it safe?” Sully’s roughened voice held an edge to it that amused Madison.
    “Yeah, sorry about that. I didn’t realize that I’d gone into my heat cycle. Lots going on.”
    Madison turned around on her stool to find Sully leaning casually against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest, showing off his well-developed biceps. His dark shirt was open, showing off a V of tempting tanned flesh that was decorated with tattooed symbols. He still had his shades on but looked more relaxed. His erection wasn’t so prominent.
    Sully gave her a shrug. “It’s all good. Next time some warning, please. Me and the guys, well…” He paused and rubbed the back of his neck before pushing off the wall. “Anyway, this is only a suggestion. Take it however you want. But maybe you should snag a guy from the auction. You know, to help out with your, erm, problem, you know? You can even book a room in the club. There’s a private entrance for women and men who are going through heat to seal off the scent so they don’t drive people nuts.”
    Madison smiled at his thoughtfulness. “Thanks, I’ll consider it.”
    Sully gave her a nod. “So did you like the ziti? Old family recipe. Shouldn’t have suggested Scotch though . Noni would kill me. Anyway, I’ll be around if you need me. And ask Lea for an employee form. We could use a party hostess and goddess knows Lea’s been inundated with shite as of late.”
    With that, he left her with a warm sense of happiness. She had a job offer, which meant she could work with Lea in a place that she liked with a boss who intrigued her. Who was she to say no?
    Lea came back waving a form. “Don’t know what you said to the boss man, but here you go.” She placed the paper down and grinned. “Fill it out now so we can get the ball rolling.”
    Madison logged out of the site, pulled a pen out of