Nate's Naughty Nymph [The Doms of Club Mystique 5] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Mardi Maxwell

  Hugh grinned. “Then we should use him as bait. What do you say, Nate?”

  “Don’t dare even think about it.” Nymph leaned over Hugh’s shoulder and read the computer screen. “Looks like Mendez is double-crossing Rios.”

  “We’ve heard rumors that he’s moving in on his territory,” Hugh said. “This proves it.”

  “If Mendez wants Rios out of the picture so badly why doesn’t he just kill him?” Nymph asked.

  “That would leave Rios’ uncle in charge. Mendez wouldn’t stand a chance against him. He’s an out-of-control sociopath. Only Rios is able to keep him under control,” Nate said.

  Orin took the laptop back. “His residences are being watched but as far as we know he hasn’t been to any of them or seen his sons in years.”

  “He may not see them but he’s certainly in contact with Carlos,” Nymph said. “What about women? Does he have a girlfriend?”

  Nate shook his head. “That’s something Mendez and his sons have in common. Any woman who gets involved with them disappears.”

  “What about Carlos and Roberto’s mother? Where’s she?” Nymph asked.

  “They have different mothers. Carlos’ mother died right after he was born. Rumor is Mendez killed her when she tried to take Carlos and leave him. Roberto’s mother was a maid in his house. She raised Roberto and Carlos. She lives in Santa Marta now and they visit her at least once a month.”

  “How’s she pay her bills?”

  “Mendez put a small fortune into an account for her,” Miles said. “Her account is being watched but so far he’s never accessed it. She’s a dead end anyway. Everything she does is monitored but so far she’s never contacted Mendez and he’s never contacted her.”

  “Damn, everything we think of is a dead end.” Nymph leaned against Nate and absently scratched a bug bite on her wrist. The last few days had been exhausting with the heat and rain. Everything was damp, and earlier, when she’d stood in a small patch of sun, her clothes had actually steamed.

  Orin closed the laptop. “Dirk said to stay one more day, then head back. Eventually we’ll get another lead on Mendez. In the meantime we have other missions.”

  Chapter Seven

  Ten years later

  Nymph made herself comfortable as she knelt on the floor next to Nate’s legs. Across from her Bridget knelt between Dirk and Sabre’s legs. Katherine Ramsey rested her head on Jake’s lap as he slid his hand over her head and down her sleek black hair. She, Bridget, and Katherine had become great friends over the years. Though they only saw Katherine when Jake brought her to Club Elysium every three months or so.

  The evening had started with a light dinner to celebrate her and Nate’s anniversary. She insisted it was their eleventh year. He said it was their tenth because he refused to count the year he’d spent in the hospital. Either way, later tonight, they would renegotiate their contract for another year. First they had plans to do a little role playing scene in one of the private rooms.

  Nymph looked around and couldn’t keep a smile of pleasure from curving her lips. The room they were in was called the Gentlemen’s Club. It was one of her favorite rooms as it was so authentic it could have been transported from 1700s London to 21st century Dallas, Texas. Paneled mahogany covered the walls interspersed with risqué landscapes, a St. Andrews Cross, and a spanking bench. Several floor mirrors that could be moved into place for convenience were scattered around the room. A large four-poster bed took up one wall. Leather wingback chairs and couches with small side tables beside them sat in the middle of the enormous room. She smiled when Nate ran his hand down her hair, drawing her attention back to the conversation.

  “Anyone else suspicious show up at the ranch lately, Jake?” Nate asked.

  Jake lifted Katherine to his lap, gathered her hair, and arranged it over her shoulder before answering. “A week ago two guys applied for a job. McCabe did background checks. Turns out one of them died fifty-three years ago and the other one is supposed to be in a nursing home in Ohio.”

  “Any connection to Mendez or Baume?”

  “None we could find,” Dirk said. “They both have criminal records. Drugs, rape, robbery, and assault.”

  Nate leaned forward. “Think Baume suspects I’m alive?”

  “No. Whoever’s running the drug trafficking in our area is trying to get his men on every ranch in the surrounding area. I think they’re using our land to bring in their drugs.”

  “You don’t think it’s Baume?” Nate asked.

  “He’s a minion,” Sabre said. “Someone else is in charge. We just haven’t figured out who yet, although we’re sure he’s connected to Mendez.”

  Dirk nodded his head. “We think they were actually trying to get rid of Baume by sending him after you. He just got lucky and managed to survive the attempt.”

  “What makes you think that?” Nate asked.

  Jake ran his hand down Katherine’s back. “Baume’s been screwing up for a long time. The Long Valley police chief told me he suspected Baume was taking drugs out of the evidence room. They also knew he was hanging out with known druggies. Baume must have known what was coming because he applied for the chief’s position in Rendezvous and got it.”

  “Is he paying any attention to my boys?” Nate asked.

  “As far as I know he hasn’t gone near them.” Jake smiled then reached down to his toy bag and pulled out a photo album and tossed it to Nate.

  Nate caught it and pulled Nymph onto his lap. Together they opened the album and began flipping through the pictures. He held one up of Cade leaning against the corral fence. A slender blonde stood next to him with her hands wrapped around his left arm. A small redheaded girl with the most amazing blue eyes stood on his right. Cade’s hand rested on her shoulder. “I recognize Valerie Jones. She’s looks just like her mother, but who’s the little redhead?”

  Jake laughed. “That’s Cade’s nemesis, Addison Matthews. She’s Irish and only fifteen in that picture but I swear she has an old soul. When she was thirteen she showed up at the ranch riding Diablo.”

  “You’re meaner-than-hell stallion?” Nate asked.

  Katherine laughed then looked to Jake for permission to speak. He nodded and she turned to face Nate. “You should have seen it. This tiny little girl in old, torn up red pants and a shirt two sizes too big for her rode Diablo up to the ranch. She introduced herself and then demanded to buy him. Jake was afraid he’d spook Diablo so he stayed calm until he got her off him then he yelled at her. Actually yelled!” She laughed again. “Addison calmly walked over to Cade, grabbed his hand, and held on. Ever since then she’s been stalking him. I swear she knows where he’s going and what he’s going to be doing long before he does.”

  Nymph turned the page in the album to a new picture of Cade standing over Addison. His mouth was open and she could tell he was yelling at her. Addison stared up at him with an entranced look on her face. Nymph held up the picture. “When was this taken?”

  “Last month when Cade was home from boot camp,” Jake said. “Katherine’s worried about Addison. She’s the daughter we always wanted but never got.”

  Katherine nodded. “Watching her missing Cade is heartbreaking.”

  Nymph looked at the picture again. “She may be young but I’d say she’s in love with him.”

  “Yes,” Katherine said. “The thing is he just might feel the same way but he’s twenty-two and she’s only sixteen. Of course, that doesn’t keep him from looking out for her. He’s like a papa bear with his cub. Everyone in town knows if you mess with her they’ll have to deal with Cade. Something nobody in their right mind wants to do.”

  “What about her family?” Nymph asked.

  Jake snorted. “You’d never believe it to look at her but she’s the only heir to two fortunes. Her mother was the singer Fiona O’Rourke. Her father is Cooper Matthews.”

  “You’re kidding.” Nymph looked at the pictures again.

  “Nope. After her mother died, her father du
mped her and her nanny, Maggie Lamont, in Rendezvous. Then he took off, back to the casinos. Maggie couldn’t control her so Cade took over.” Jake laughed. “It’s been entertaining, and Cade swears he’s never having a daughter.”

  Nymph turned the page to a picture of Jackson and several other men. They were all dressed in body armor but Jackson held a scoped rifle in his hands.

  Nate smiled. “When was this taken?”

  “A couple months ago,” Jake said.

  Nate nodded. “He’s still in the Middle East?”

  Jake shrugged. “You know Jackson—he doesn’t say much about anything.”

  “Yup.” Nate turned the page then laughed. “What’s up with Luc and Logan in this one?” He held up a picture of the twins wearing matching orange vests and smiling.

  Jake laughed “While they were home on leave they decided to date Judge Webber’s granddaughter. Together. He had them picked up and taken to his chambers. Then he gave them the option of picking up trash on the highway for two days or going to jail.”

  Nate chuckled. “Damn twins. They still do everything together, huh?”

  “Yup,” Jake said. “Turn the page.”

  Nymph did and Nate laughed. The words “Litter at your own peril” were printed on the back of the orange vests. Both of them had a rifle slung over their shoulder. “I’ll bet that was the cleanest stretch of highway in Texas.”

  Nymph turned to the last two pictures in the album. In one Zane was kicked back reading a book. In the second one he was sparing with Jake. “Krav maga?”

  Jake nodded. “I taught all of them. They’re all good but Cade’s the best. Deadly, in fact.”

  “How’s the Army treating him?” Nate asked.

  Jake shrugged. “He still doesn’t talk much, although he writes to Katherine and he always sticks a note in the letter for Addison. Something along the lines of, ‘be good, or else.’”

  “Is he dating anyone?”

  Nate shook his head. “While he was in college, CJ Samuels, the owner of Hidden in Austin, called me. Cade showed up there and told him he’d been playing at another club, but it wasn’t what he needed. CJ wanted to know if I wanted him to put Cade in his Dom training. I told him to go ahead. As far as I know he still goes there when he’s in the States.”

  Nymph nuzzled Nate’s neck and he leaned into her. She knew it bothered him that Cade was determined to go in any direction he hadn’t chosen. Nate had been a Marine, so Cade chose the Army. Cade believed that his father’s love for Joan had blinded him to the truth, so he was convinced love couldn’t be trusted.

  “I can’t believe they’ve never figured out that you’re a Dom,” Nate said. “What about your playroom?”

  “I turned it into a gym.” Jake grinned. “We sure do miss the riding bull we had in there. Don’t we, pet?”

  Katherine blushed. “Yes, Sir.”

  Dirk laughed. “I wondered why you wanted the western room when you have an entire ranch at your disposal.”

  “Land covered with ranch hands and five sons who pop in and out without notice.” Jake stood up with Katherine in his arms. “We’ll see you later. We have some playing to do.”

  Nate shifted Nymph until she straddled his lap then stood up and slid his hands beneath her ass. The move forced her skirt to ride up until his cock pressed into her soft, bare pussy. “I have a spy to question.”

  Dirk laughed. “We’ll catch up with you later.”

  Nate carried Nymph from the room and to a door at the end of the hallway. Two large men dressed in black leaned against the wall on either side of the door. He slid her to her feet in front of them. “These men are your guards. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  Nate unknotted his tie. “I’m going to blindfold you before we enter the room.” He covered her eyes and tied it at the back of her head. “Be still.” Nymph complied, and he placed wide leather bands on her wrists before he knelt and placed another pair around her ankles. “Too tight?”‘

  “No, Sir. They’re fine.”

  “Good, then there’s only one rule to our game. Whoever comes first loses and has to do all the cooking and washing up for the next three months. Do you agree?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Then the game begins now.” He picked her up and carried her through the door. One of the guards closed the door with a snap. Nate carried her to the bathroom and flipped on the light. He set her down while the guards took up their places on either side of the door. “You’ll find the clothes I chose for you on the vanity. Put them on, then open the door and stand in the doorway. Don’t forget to cover your eyes again. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  Nate closed the door and waited. A muffled curse penetrated the door a moment later, and he knew she’d found the sheer black wrap dress and thong he’d bought for her. He added three swats to the count for cursing as he moved to the center of the room. He adjusted the chains hanging from the ceiling and the ankle cuffs bolted to the floor. The spotlight in the ceiling would shine directly down onto her body as he interrogated her. He turned off the other lights in the room, leaving the chair and floor pillow in each corner in deep shadow. Anticipation filled him as he removed his boots then opened the door to the room. Four Doms and their subs entered the room. The Doms made themselves comfortable in the chairs while their subs knelt on the pillows between their legs. Behind him the bathroom door opened.

  He turned around. Nymph stood framed in the opening. Feet apart, shoulders back, and her chin up. Her hands pressed against the frame on either side of her at shoulder height. The light behind her silhouetted her beautiful body, outlining every luscious curve through the sheer material of the dress.

  Nate knew she‘d stand there until he gave her permission to move. The awareness that she submitted her every move, her every breath, to him sent a rush of pleasure through him. He jerked his white shirt from the waistband of his jeans and unbuttoned it, letting it hang loose. He took his time rolling up the sleeves and saw her head lean to the side as she listened to his movements. The tension in the room increased as the seconds ticked by and her breasts rose and fell with her rapid inhalations. He nodded to the men and they grabbed her arms and pulled her toward him. The move startled her and she yelped and struggled against their hold but quickly got into the scene. As usual. His Nymph was a natural submissive.

  “You bastards. When my fiancé comes after me he’ll kill you.”

  Nate smiled. So that was how she was going to play this out. “Fiancé? And here I thought I was your only lover.”

  “Darling? Thank god. I thought I’d been kidnapped.” She laughed and struggled to free her arms. The guards held onto her.

  “Bring her to me.”

  The guards practically carried her to the center of the room.

  “I don’t understand. What’s going on? Tell them to let go.”

  “Not just yet.” Nate stroked his hand down her body and she shivered. “You look very tempting today, but then seducing me was part of your plan. Wasn’t it, Ms. Neil?”

  “I don’t know what you mean. Why are you doing this?”

  “Tut-tut, Ms. Neil, surely you can do better than that.” He grabbed her right arm, lifted it, and attached the chain to the cuff. She jerked against the chain and fought to keep her left arm free. Nate laughed, caught her wrist, and raised it until she was forced onto her toes. A second later he had the cuff attached to the other chain.

  The guards grabbed her ankles and managed to attach the chains even though she tried to kick them.

  Nate chuckled. “Thank you, gentlemen. You’re free to leave now.”

  Nymph tracked the sound of their footsteps then sighed when the door clicked shut behind them.

  “Are you relieved they’ve left or sorry they won’t be here to watch me touch you?”

  “Neither.” She jerked her arms. “I don’t like this game. Let me go.”

  “Game? Oh, pet, this is no game.”

 
“I—I don’t understand.”

  “I’ve brought you here to get the truth from you. Before we leave this room you’ll confess everything to me. I want to know who sent you and what you’ve told them.”

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I wasn’t sent here by anyone. I’m just an accountant. I—”

  Nate placed his finger against her mouth and traced her lips with his fingertip. “You have a beautiful mouth. There are several things I’d like you to do with it but lying to me isn’t one of them.”

  Nymph squirmed and the scent of her arousal filled the air around them. “Please, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Really.”

  Nate sighed then placed his lips against her ear. “You have five seconds to tell me the truth. After that I’ll begin and I won’t stop until I’m satisfied you’ve learned your lesson. Do you understand?”

  “Please, I don’t—”

  “Shh, time’s up.” Nate grasped her waist. “Your spying put my men at risk. I’ve invited them to witness your punishment and hear your confession.” He nodded and one of the Doms moved up behind her and breathed on the back of her neck before moving back to his chair.

  “Oh, god.” Nymph shivered, jerked forward, and pressed herself against his chest. “This is against the law. As soon as you let me go I’m calling the police.”

  “Now, that would be truly interesting. I’d like to see you explain why you have so many of my private files in your apartment.”

  “I—I was working on them. That’s all.”

  Nate moved in a circle around her. Every now and then he leaned in and brushed against her or blew his warm breath over the sensitive skin on her neck. He ran his hands down her soft belly to her mound. “I have a little surprise for you. Several, in fact, but this is the first one.” He crouched down, moved her dress aside, and ran his fingers over the red bows on each hip that held the thong around her hips. He unsnapped one side, slipped the clit vibrator into the built-in pocket in the crotch, and refastened them. He made sure the vibrator pressed into the seam of her pussy with the small bulb at the top pressing against her clit. “Your pussy smells so good. Would you like me to lick it?”