Dimitri's Forbidden Submissive(12)

Rya actually blushed. “Okay.”

He laughed, his mouth watering to taste her again. “Does my filthy talk arouse you?”

Turning away, she shrugged. “I don’t know.”

Not liking her hiding from him, he wrapped his hand in her silken hair and made her look up at him. “No hiding from me, Rya. Does it make your pussy wet and swollen when I say dirty things?”

Her pupils dilated and she nodded. “You have the sexiest voice. You could read a menu and it would make me wet.”

He laughed and placed a quick kiss on her lips before releasing her. Katya was back, once again wearing her see-through brown sheath dress along with her collar and leash. He took the leash and handed it to Rya, then took Rya’s clothes from Katya. He turned his back and waited until she was dressed before he stepped into her personal space. Energy arced between them strong enough that he would not have been surprised to look down and see sparks.

Rya looked up at him, then back down to the ground. “Well, thanks again.”

He shook his head. “No, I am walking you to Tusya’s room. That is not up for debate.”

“I don’t want him to be mad that you were with us, even though you weren’t really with us.”

“He will not be. I have had Katya many times with his permission. He is more her protector than her beloved.”

A cold look flashed through her eyes and his soft, smiling girl disappeared as she stood straighter and lifted her chin. “I see.”

There was a knock on the door and a moment later, Ilyena, his brother’s current supermodel-beautiful blonde girlfriend, and two of her friends, Betta and Dominique came in. All three were nude and covered in glittering body paint. Ilyena wrapped her arms around him and gave him a quick kiss while Betta and Dominique stood on either side of him and pressed their bodies against his.

“Hello, Master,” Ilyena purred in Russian. “Alex sent us to come get you. We are playing in the dungeon and he could use a hand. There are seven of us and one of him. We need your cock.”

Ilyena had been dating his brother for around three months and he knew that Alex would soon break up with the beautiful blonde. While Dimitri couldn’t date women for fear of falling in love, Alex didn’t have that problem. His brother was immune to loving any woman.

From his right came a soft, hurt sound and he looked up to find Rya watching him with a pained look in her eyes.

Dominique whispered, “Did we interrupt something?”

Assuming his usual cold, arrogant smile he shook his head and said in Russian, “Not at all. Go tell my brother I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

Betta leaned up on her tiptoes and gave him a heated kiss that he barely returned before giving him a puzzled look. “I look forward to serving you, Master.”

He slapped her ass and noted how Ilyena was watching him too closely. “Go. I need to return Katya to her Master.”

The three women left, and when he turned to look at Rya, he found her staring at him with an expression of complete disgust.

“What is wrong?”

“Nothing.” She gripped Katya’s leash hard enough that her knuckles turned white and the auburn haired submissive shook her head at him as she walked past like he’d done something wrong.

Baffled at her sudden change in mood he followed Rya as she walked through the lodge with Katya’s leash in her hand. They passed several groups of people and more than one submissive asked Dimitri if he would like to play later. Every time a woman said his name, Rya would stiffen further so that by the time they reached Tusya’s room, he swore her ass was clenched hard enough to crack walnuts. Frowning at her, he knocked on Tusya’s door before Rya could.

A few moments later Tusya opened it and his smile turned to a frown when he spotted Dimitri. “What are you doing here?” he asked in Russian.

Rya spoke up first. “It is bad manners to use a language I don’t understand.”

Dimitri was surprised at the unexpected bolt of jealousy clawing at his stomach when Tusya’s expression softened as he smiled at Rya. With a low growl, Dimitri moved a step forward so his hip pressed against Rya, and became angry when she quickly stepped away. Frowning, Tusya held out his hand and Rya placed the leash in it. He blatantly ignored Dimitri and said in a gentle voice to Rya, “Would you like to join us for lunch in our room?”

“No, she wouldn’t,” Dimitri said with a low growl.

“Actually,” Rya stepped into Tusya’s room and gave Dimitri a dismissive look. “I would.”

“Rya,” he said in a warning tone, not above beating Tusya’s ass in order to get her out of his room.