Naked for Her Two Masters(8)

“Sure. I’m on the roof.”

“Just as well I didn’t walk down the stairs again,” Raleigh muttered as he headed up the final flight to the roof. Kingston was leaning on the railing, staring out over the mountains. Raleigh made his way across the roof, looking carefully at the helicopter to make sure no one was in it, likely to start the propellers any time soon. But the only persona round was Kingston.

“When are you installing the elevator?” he asked. It was a running joke between them. Kingston insisted having only stairs encouraged the werewolves to stay fit. Raleigh liked the idea of an easier life—at least inside the building.

Kingston flipped him the finger then turned around and leaned his back against the railing. “Where are you going and what for?” he asked.

Raleigh shook his head. That was typical Kingston. “Whatever happened to, ‘Hi there. How are you? Are you having a nice day?’”

“Since you made it all the way up the stairs I can assume you’re still in reasonable health.”

Raleigh grinned at his friend. He moved beside Kingston, resting a hip on the railing so he could see the man’s face as well as the mountains around them. “You and I are getting older every day and we still haven’t found our perfect sub. Our mate. Consequently, I decided it was time to visit some of the more distant, smaller branches. I’ll check the books and see we’re not being ripped off, look for some new customers, make nice with the staff, and keep my eye out for our woman. I thought I’d leave tomorrow and be away a week or two.”

“I went for a walk today. Over to the most distant spring.”

Raleigh stared at Kingston. He knew the man had heard every word he’d said. Kingston was neither deaf nor stupid. Therefore there would be a reason for him speaking at a tangent.

“There was a woman soaking in our hot spring. A naked woman.”

“Naked is good. Did she have a nice body?”

Kingston laughed. “Yes, her body is very nice. It’s her motives I’m not so sure about. She’s with Nevis right now. I told Nevis to show her around the property. I’ll be very interested to hear what she wanted to look at and what she said.”

“How did she get here? And why did she say she was here?” Raleigh asked, intrigued in spite of himself.

“She walked up the mountain because she wanted to get to the top.” Kingston’s voice was deadpan and his face didn’t show what he was thinking. But somehow Raleigh knew Kingston wasn’t convinced.

“Well, she made it to the top,” he said mildly.

“Yeah, but is she innocent or not? “I’d like to get her into the dungeon and I want you there as well. If she’s another gold digger we need to teach her a lesson so we don’t suddenly have a constant stream of them coming out here and disturbing us.”

“And if she’s genuine?”

“Then maybe we’ll have found our mate at last.”

At the thought of their mate, Raleigh’s cock stirred and stretched in his pants. Oh yes, he wanted their mate so much. A strong woman they could fuck night and day. A woman who knew punishment just made the pleasure so much better. And an intelligent woman who could hold a conversation. Was there such a person? And was she here?

“How do you plan to entice her into the dungeon?”

“If she wants to stay here she has to accept my Dominance. So this is a win/win proposition. We either get ourselves a sub or we get rid of this woman and likely she’ll spread the word so others don’t follow her up the mountain to find us. I’ll invite her into the dungeon with me. When she arrives you’ll be there as well, as an independent witness. If she can’t take the punishment she doesn’t deserve the pleasure, and someone can take her back to the nearest town tomorrow.”

“And if she does take the punishment and the pleasure?” asked Raleigh, his cock stretching even more and pressing against his zipper.

“Then we can investigate farther to see if she suits us as a mate.”



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“Nevis showed you around properly?”

“Yes, she was an excellent hostess, thank you.” Master Kingston was looking quite fierce. She hoped he wasn’t going to ask her where things were, because she’d really only looked around in a very general way. The laundry was in the first basement. She’d remembered that because she really needed to wash her clothes. And there were communal living areas with a big screen television and some other things on the first floor. She’d remembered that, too, mainly because she’d never seen such a huge TV before.

“Are you ready to come to the dungeon and play a scene with me as my slave now?”