The Club Sin Series 4-Book Bundle

by Stacey Kennedy

  Aidan glared, even if his eyes held little heat. “Possibly, I didn’t deal with that well.” His voice firmed. “Do you care for her?”

  Kyler wasn’t a blind man, not with Ella. At first glance, he knew there was something special about her. The first time he touched her, he knew she was his. “Buddy, I’m in love with her.”

  Some of the tension eased from Aidan’s expression and his shoulders slumped. “You’re damn lucky you just said what you did.”

  Kyler snorted. “Big brother Aidan to the rescue.”

  “Well, she is like a little sister to me.”

  The care and compassion echoed in Aidan’s voice. Kyler rubbed his tired eyes, feeling a lot more strained than he ever had after a scene. He didn’t like it. “I know you care about her. Believe me, your advice has been stuck in my head since you left.”

  “Good,” Aidan retorted.

  Kyler understood why Aidan cared so deeply for Ella, since he was equally enamored. Rubbing the back of his neck, he felt sorry that Ella had to see Aidan this way, but there were other matters to discuss. “I’m glad you’re back.” He gestured to the couch. “Tell me why you warned me at the wedding about her?”

  Aidan dropped down onto the couch next to Kyler, crossing an ankle over his knee. “I don’t know what it is, exactly, but she’s always seemed…haunted, at times. Jumpy, at others.” Aidan’s gaze searched Kyler’s, and his frown deepened. “By the look on your face, I’m taking it you know the cause.”

  “I do.”

  Silence drifted between that spoke of Aidan wanting to know about Ella and Kyler’s refusal to speak of it. It wasn’t Kyler’s place to tell Aidan Ella’s past. That was Ella’s to share, if she wanted to.

  “I should tell you,” Aidan finally said, drawing Kyler’s attention. “When I went into the office before coming here, the security guard told me that a man approached Ella at work on Monday and she looked terrified.”

  Kyler inhaled slowly, feeling a possessive burn cut through him. He’d already learned from Ella that Rory had approached her, but she had downplayed it. She hadn’t told him how frightened she’d been.

  Fuck, I hate this!

  He craved—with desperation—to break through those damn walls of hers. He wanted her to finally let him into her soul so that, as her Dom, he could protect her heart. He understood why she avoided talking of Rory. She’d have trouble trusting anyone and allowing them to get too close. But, goddamn it, he wanted her to be his.

  All of it.

  Not pieces of it.

  The corners of Aidan’s eyes tightened. “Please tell me you know what that’s all about.”

  Kyler nodded. “Yeah, I know.”

  Aidan looked out to the dungeon as the soft instrumental music drifted along the musky air. “You’ll handle that, then?”

  If it wasn’t clear before how much Aidan cared for Ella, Kyler saw it now. Aidan’s tension all but rippled off him. “Yes, I’ll deal with it.”

  “Good,” Aidan replied, exhaling a long breath. “Leave what happened here tonight with me. Let me make it right with her.”

  Kyler didn’t argue and simply nodded. Aidan’s and Ella’s relationship was theirs. Whatever they had to work out to make her being in Club Sin good for both of them was between them. “I’ll calm her down tonight. Fix it tomorrow. All right?”

  Aidan inclined his head. “Now tell me, how are you doing with all this?” At Kyler’s blank look, Aidan laughed. “Seeing how gently you played with her tonight, I suspect it was because of what has happened to her?”

  “I’m cautious with her,” Kyler said.

  Aidan’s head cocked, brows rose. “Which is why I ask, how are you doing with all this?”

  Kyler rubbed the ache in the back of his neck, unable to hide from Aidan. He respected Aidan. They had been close, like brothers. He couldn’t lie to Aidan; his friend would see right through him. “It’s tense.”

  Placing a hand on his shoulder, Aidan smiled. “You’re doing right by her.”

  Not if you ask her.

  Christ, she tempted him. He yearned to take a flogger to her creamy skin, but how could he live with himself if he did? Of course, he knew the difference between BDSM and abuse, as he knew Ella did, but that didn’t seem to help any.

  He couldn’t see her scar and not think of what her husband had done.

  Ignoring his cravings—yearnings that he’d been allowing himself to indulge for years—was fucking with his head. How to give her what she needed? How to take what he craved? How to forget what Rory had done to her?

  “Good. You’re both here.”

  Kyler glanced up, finding Dmitri, and he blew out a breath of relief, pleased for the interruption. No need to ramp up the fact that he had no plan when it came to Ella. And he always had a fucking plan.

  He was a Dom—that just went with the territory.

  Dmitri took a seat across from them, resting his elbows on his knees. “I’ve run an idea by Sawyer and Miles but need both of you to approve as well. What would you think of Porter becoming a Club Sin Master?”

  Kyler didn’t hesitate. “I agree wholeheartedly.” They’d all known Porter from their old public club, Chains, and since Porter had become a member at Club Sin, he and Kyler had only become better friends.

  “Glad to hear it.” Dmitri nodded to Kyler, then looked to Aidan. “And you?”

  “I agree,” Aidan replied.

  Dmitri continued, “Both Miles and Sawyer feel the same.” Miles, another Club Sin Master, traveled for his job. He was the one Master who didn’t attend every weekend, but when he did, he made up for his absence with a fine show.

  After nodding a hello to a few Doms that strode by, Dmitri said, “Since Porter has only been here a month, I believe a test would be good to show the other members we take this seriously. To prove to all he’s as good as we think he is.”

  “Test him how?” Aidan asked with a curious brow.

  “Give him Kenzie.” Dmitri’s grin was about as smart-ass as Kyler had even seen from him. “If he can maintain patience with that sub, then he’ll prove himself to us and the members.”

  “You’re an evil bastard.” Kyler laughed.

  Kenzie was a brat. In fact, the brattiest sub Kyler had ever known. That was why he’d never played with her directly. He’d helped out Sawyer and Miles, who enjoyed Kenzie in a scene, but she never interested him. He liked submissives with a sweeter side.

  Like Ella.

  “Speak of the devil,” Aidan muttered.

  Porter sidled up to the couch and smirked. “I’ve been called worse things.”

  Dmitri gestured to the seat next to him, and once Porter sat, Dmitri raised a hand to his shoulder. “We’d like to give you a permanent home, Porter. You ready to get inked?”

  Porter’s brows rose. “Club Sin Master?”

  “About damn time.” Aidan smiled.

  Kyler agreed with a nod. Not only did Kyler think highly of Porter, but of course he knew that Aidan would agree. As Cora’s ex-Dom, Porter had a helping hand in Aidan’s current marriage. That was what tied them together as friends, Kyler thought.

  Dmitri said, “There are conditions, however.”

  “Conditions?” Porter frowned.

  “Since you’ve only been here a short time, and since most of the members don’t know you, how about you take on Kenzie for a set period? If you can keep your patience with her, you can handle any situation. I don’t doubt the members will see that.”

  Porter snorted, glancing to the sub in question, who sat with Cora on the other side of the dungeon. “You are fucking kidding me, right?”

  “Ah, come on,” Kyler mused. “Like you haven’t been getting a hard-on every time you see her.”

  Porter shook his head, his brows furrowed. “Yes, but playing with her in my head and in reality are two entirely different things.”

  Kyler respected that Porter didn’t avoid the truth. He was solid. And Kyler happened to think Porter might be the pe
rfect Dom for Kenzie. How could she outsmart or play a Dom who saw the world without blinders, and who happened to be as stubborn as she was?

  Dmitri smiled. “A good challenge for you.”

  Porter regarded Kenzie and grumbled, “A problem that I could live without.”

  That was the truth—most Doms didn’t enjoy bratty behavior. The only reason Sawyer and Miles played with Kenzie was because she allowed them to play a little rougher with her. Some Doms enjoyed intensity. Both of them did. And Kenzie got off on being manhandled.

  “One month with her won’t kill you,” Dmitri said softly. “That’s the offer.”

  Porter looked at Kenzie for a minute longer, then turned to Dmitri with raised brows. “Have you talked to Kenzie about this?”

  “I have, and she agreed.” Dmitri grinned.

  “Of course she did, the little brat.” Porter’s jaw clenched. “I’m sure she’s already thinking up all the ways to be a complete pain in my ass.”

  Dmitri barked a laugh, smacking Porter on the back. “I imagine she is. So, you in?

  Porter nodded. “Only one month.”

  Aidan chuckled, rubbing his hands together. “Fuck, this is going to be one helluva show.”

  Porter scoffed to Aidan, then said to Kyler, “I’ve got some information for you. Can we talk?”

  Kyler looked to Dmitri and Aidan. “Mind leaving us?”

  Dmitri smacked Porter on the back again and then followed Aidan over to Kenzie and Cora. Kyler assumed to tell Kenzie that Porter was in agreement with the plan. And Kyler agreed with Aidan, paring those two, one of the most stubborn Doms with the brattiest submissive, would be a good show for all.

  Kyler turned to Porter, his muscles tensing. “What did you find out about Rory?”

  Porter shrugged, dragging a hand through his hair. “Found out that he flew into Vegas a few days ago.”

  “Yes, I know that.” Kyler waved him on. “What else?”

  Porter stared at Kyler, as if choosing his words carefully. “He hasn’t returned to Savannah. And what should be your biggest concern is he’s staying in a hotel only blocks away from Ella’s condo.”

  Darkness seeped into Kyler’s veins. All his pent-up tension overtook him and possessive thoughts flooded his mind. Mine to protect. Mine to love. “Is he, now?”

  Chapter Eighteen

  The next evening, a knock at the door had Ella rushing to answer it. Before Club Sin opened tonight, Kyler had suggested having a get-together with the Club Sin Masters and the submissives. Ella had agreed, considering she’d run out of the dungeon yesterday without saying goodbye. And, well, she liked his friends. So much so that she wanted them to be her friends.

  On the way to Kyler’s last night, he had told her that Aidan didn’t mind Ella being in the dungeon. Still, she needed to see Aidan outside of Club Sin to feel good about it all. Sadly, no matter how much she thought it over all day, she had yet to reconcile the fact that her boss—the respected Aidan Knight—was a Club Sin Master.

  She hoped that tonight, over a casual dinner, they could smooth things over. Leaving Club Sin wasn’t an option. Not playing with Kyler was a damned depressing thought. Somehow she needed to make this all right.

  Only problem?

  She had no clue how.

  As a second knock sounded, she yanked the door open and then she froze. Not in fear, as if Rory stood at her door; she was left flabbergasted that the man standing in front of her was alone.

  “Aidan?” she managed.

  He smiled. “We have a half an hour to talk before the gang arrives.”

  “Err…” Ella felt the color drain out of her face and shifted on her feet. “Sorry, I was expecting everyone at once.” And Kyler never told me you would be coming first. Alone.

  Aidan’s eyes softened. “I thought it was a good idea to come see you. The girls are coming over soon with the dinner they promised to bring.” His brows rose. “You don’t mind that I came to see you to talk a bit first, I hope?”

  “Of course not, please come in.” Though the memories of what he’d seen her do last night were not far from her mind. She didn’t know whether to curse or just die in embarrassment right there on her hardwood floors.

  Blowing out a slow breath, she shut the door behind him. Aidan took his shoes off, then strode into her open-concept living room. The far wall of windows was why she’d bought this condo; it showed off the Sin City lights.

  “Nice place,” he said with a grin.

  Your salary increase helped pay for it. “Thanks.” She hesitantly approached him, unsure of what to say or how to start this completely awkward conversation. “So…”

  “Please come sit.” He gestured to the couch and settled down on the cushion. “We need to talk, yes?”

  She snorted a laugh. “I’d like to say no, but I think that’s out of the question.”

  “Entirely out of the question.” He watched her lower down next to him with a warm gaze. The silence continued, but Ella couldn’t look away from the compassion in his shadowy gaze.

  After many—oddly, not uncomfortable—seconds, he finally asked, “Do you care for me, Ella?”

  “In a boss-and-employee way?”

  “Friendship. Family. Is the way that I mean.” He hesitated, and at her silence, since what he said was so unexpected, he added, “Since you started working for me, I’ve felt quite attached to you. Do you see me in that same light?”

  Until Kyler, Aidan was the only friend she had in Vegas. She knew he wasn’t wrong—they shared a closeness that she’d never had with a former boss. She always had the sense that he took care of her in odd ways, like sending her to buy new clothes on the company’s tab, which usually included getting her hair and nails done, too. That compassion had brought platonic love between them, she believed that. “I do feel close to you.”

  “I’m glad.” His smile was tender, as was his voice. “Here’s the thing: I would’ve brought you more fully into my life had I not lived the lifestyle I do. I never mix business with pleasure, which is why you’ve never met any of the Club Sin Masters before. When Club Sin opened, I requested everyone stay away from my office. Privacy, to me, is important.” He paused, as if choosing his words carefully. “Your being in the dungeon comes as a relief. Now there are no secrets between us. Nothing between our friendship.”

  She regarded him, understanding his meaning. Not just your boss, the message was clear. “Your showing up just shocked me. I wasn’t expecting…”

  “For me to see you having sex and having an orgasm,” he said flatly.

  “Yeah, that!” She laughed. “I mean, it was pretty obvious that you were a member there and all, but I wasn’t expecting to see you last night. Then you were there…and you saw the rest.”

  “Yes, I saw the rest, and it was beautiful.” He took her hand, and his touch felt like the closest thing to a family member touching her in a long time. “Nothing makes me happier than seeing you like I did last night. And I’m not talking about the orgasm. It’s not about the sex. It’s about seeing you happy.” Squeezing her fingers, his brows rose. “And you are happy, aren’t you?”

  “Happy” didn’t describe it. She was living the life she had wanted to that day she took up the radio show’s challenge. Look where the dare had led her: She was having the best sexual adventures of her life and was surrounded by amazing people, and she had Kyler. “I am happy.”

  Aidan nodded with soft eyes. “That’s what my focus is. You being naked, fucked, or screaming out in pleasure doesn’t hold any thoughts in my mind when I see you in Club Sin.”

  Hearing those words from Aidan made her gape, but she wondered if that’s why he’d said it. Perhaps he took off the edge of how awkward that moment had been. And she noticed herself relaxing. He’s just a man. A friend who cares about you. Still, she couldn’t help but ask, “Will you be doing those things with Cora, too?”

  “Of course.” He smirked. “That is the point of Club Sin.”

  She studied
him, trying to get herself into the same frame of mind as he was. It was indefinitely harder.

  He frowned at whatever crossed her expression, shaking his head. “You have to get it out of your head that this is an unusual situation. I see people embracing an erotic lifestyle every single weekend. It’s normal for me—normal for all those in Club Sin. It’s not about the sex. It won’t ever be. To see that smile I saw last night. To see how happy you are with Kyler and how he cares for you—that’s what is important to me. That’s what I’ve wanted for you since we met. Nothing else.”

  Put that way, she realized, how could she not understand?

  She regarded Aidan, so touched by him. So appreciative of everyone she’d met at Club Sin. To come from a place where all her friends had turned their backs on her, to now having so many special people in her life, she simply felt grateful. “Okay. I understand. We’re friends, then? Not only coworkers.”

  “Precisely,” he agreed with a firm nod. “Close friends who only want what is best for each other. And if you saw a friend that you cared about being happy and fulfilling parts of their soul that brought them joy, would that bother you?”

  “No,” she replied without hesitation.

  “Exactly why it doesn’t bother me. And why it shouldn’t bother you to see me in my Club Sin role.” Then he dropped her hand and took her into a warm hug. “I like you this way.”

  She fought the tears rimming her eyes. Hugs like this she missed—warm embraces that came only from those who loved you unconditionally. “What way?”

  He whispered in her ear, “Finally smiling and living again.”

  * * *

  Casino machines and the mind-numbing noise of voices rushed across Kyler as he strode through the lobby of the casino. The foyer was bustling with people out for a good time; some were drunk and others were dazzled by the fountains and sparkling crystal chandeliers.

  Kyler dipped his hand into the pocket of his jeans, pulling out his badge. When he reached the hotel lobby, he lifted his badge and said to the clerk, “I need you to tell me which room Rory Snow is in.”