Tygers 2: Sweet Perfection
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Eric nodded. He reached out and tugged one of the rings on Angel’s nipples. They’d been pierced for five weeks now, and were healed enough for him to play with them so they could both enjoy them. After their foray into the mountains, Eric had not let her leave him except during work hours.
She’d moved into his house, putting her own on the market. They’d had a private collaring ceremony and she now wore a collar at all times, leather at home, and gold during the day, to show she belong to Eric, her Viking, who now stood, watching her intently.
“You look delicious,” he said softly. “How do you feel, Apuro?”
“Fine, thank you, Master.”
“Thank Master Diego, too.” He stroked her stomach.
“Thank you, Master Diego.”
“My pleasure, Angelica.”
He stood and passed the remaining rope to Eric.
“I’m going down to the main room. Have a good time. I’ll come back later to see how you’re doing. Remember to check and make sure things aren’t cutting blood flow.”
“You said that already.”
“I can’t stress it enough,” Diego said.
They both turned as a knock sounded on the door.
“Come,” Eric said.
The door opened and Master Ty walked in.
“Sorry to interrupt, but we have a bit of a situation downstairs, and I’d like your advice, since it deals with both of you.”
“Us?” Eric said.
“Well, the three of you. Sorcha Morales is downstairs, trying to bribe the desk girls into telling her what room you’re in, Eric. Seems you won’t return her calls.”
“Damn straight I’m not going to. The trial is not for another two weeks. We’ve been ordered to keep our mouths shut so Jaymes’ lawyers don’t try to get him off on some loophole, like we talked to the press or something. And she’s press. Why did you let her in the private area, anyway?”
“She’s a member,” Ty responded. “She might not be all that active, but she’s a member.”
“A Domme?” Diego asked.
“No, she’s a subbie.”
Diego grinned and picked up a piece of rope. “I’ll take care of her.”
“What, you going to hogtie her until after the trial?” Eric laughed and leaned over to kiss Angel’s neck. “You feeling fine, baby?”
“Yes, Master.”
“No, not that long,” Diego said. “I’ll just reinforce the fact you can’t talk. I’m sure she’ll listen.”
He left and Ty walked out after him, shaking his head.
Angel stood silently.
“Do you like this as much as you thought you would?”
“More.”
He gave her a quick kiss.
“Who do you belong to, Angel?”
“You, Master. You own all of me, especially my heart.”
He ran a piece of rope over her nipple and Angel shuddered in pleasure. “Well, in that area we’re even. Because you own mine, too.”
THE END
Melinda Barron
Melinda Barron loves to explore Egyptian tombs and temples, discover Mayan ruins, play in castles towers, and explore new cities and countries. She generally does it all from the comfort of her home by opening a book.
Melinda is the fourth of five children born to an Army officer and his wife. A longtime newspaper journalist, Melinda has loved to read and write from an early age. Now she lives in the Texas Panhandle with two cats, Amelia and Pippin, and enough books to, according to her brother, open her own library. In addition to reading and writing Melinda enjoys travel, cross-stitching, watching movies and spending time with her friends and family.