Her voice was quivering and breathless. “Oh, yes, Sir. If that pleases you, Sir.”

God, she was so submissive. Why hadn’t he listened when she’d tried to talk to him about this? “Now it would please me to torture you. Think about the plug in your ass while you take a cock in your mouth. Lucas, fill her up. She’s your toy. Fuck her mouth.”

* * *

Everything inside Lucas stilled. Well, not everything. His dick stood straight up, straining at his leathers, practically bursting the seams of his pants. Master A wanted him to fuck Lexi’s mouth here?

He looked down, expecting to see Lexi’s worried face. Those bright blue eyes stared up at him, but the smile curling her lips was seductive, not worried.

She licked her lips like she was anticipating a treat. “You better do what the big, bad Dom tells you to, Lucas, or you might find something shoved up your ass, too.”

There was a loud smack and Lexi gasped, though she didn’t lose the devilish grin.

“You are not allowed to talk.” Master A stood ready to swat her again. He towered over Lexi’s form. His dark eyes shifted to Lucas, and Lucas couldn’t help but remember what it had felt like to stand next to Master A when they had pressed their fingers into Lexi’s tight hole, opening her up and preparing her. He’d liked the image of their hands working together. Partners in her pleasure. That’s what Master A had said. Lucas loved the sound of that. Could this man be the one? Ever since Aidan had fled like the coward he was, Lucas couldn’t get it out of his mind. He wanted what his brother had. He wanted his girl and his best friend, lovers all.

“Lucas, I gave you an order.” There was no give in the Master’s voice. It left no room for doubt or indecision. He’d made the decision when he’d signed the contract to bottom for Master A. He’d given over power to a man Julian trusted. Hell, even Jack had signed off on this plan. Lucas’s hands went to the ties on his leathers.

He felt the Master’s and Lexi’s eyes on him as his cock burst free. If he wasn’t careful, the damn thing would sing a hallelujah chorus. A whole fucking year and all he’d had was the comfort of his hand. He pressed the head of his dick to those luscious lips of Lexi’s. Her little tongue darted out, and Lucas thought he might come right then and there.

Smack. “You’re a little tease, sub.” Master A had a fierce grin on his face. He was obviously enjoying the play. “Let’s see how you like it. Lexi, you are not allowed to come. Trust me, angel, you don’t want to know what will happen to you if you do come.”

Master A flicked on the vibe and a low hum started. Lexi’s eyes opened wide, and Lucas almost felt sorry for her. Almost. He was far too busy pressing into her hot mouth.

“Open for me.” Lucas almost didn’t recognize the guttural sound that came out of his mouth. So long. He’d wanted her for so long. She had become his whole damn world. She was so important to him that he’d been afraid to take her. But there was no room for fear in this place. There was only pleasing the Master, and when the Master was a good one, a sub’s pleasure wasn’t far behind.

Lexi’s mouth opened obediently. She sucked the head of his cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling, drawing out the pre-cum. Lucas steadied himself on his feet. Her tongue felt so good, lapping away at him.

“Deeper,” Master A ordered.

He was watching the scene with heated eyes. His hand clutched the remote to the vibe, but his eyes were focused on Lucas’s cock sinking into Lexi’s mouth. The fact that Master A was watching made Lucas’s cock lengthen further. It reminded him of the last time he’d had a cock in his own mouth. Aidan’s big dick had been covered in Lexi’s cream, and Lucas had licked it off. He’d taken that cock to the back of his throat and swallowed every bit of cum Aidan had spewed.

Lucas shoved another inch between Lexi’s lips. He smiled down at her. They might have lost Aidan, but they had each other. His hand sank into her silky hair. Why had he worried? Her tongue worked around him, and he gave over. She was his. She would always be his. They would make it work.

She whimpered around his cock, the vibration making his balls ache with pleasure.

Master A put a hand on her back. “Oh, is my angel feeling the burn? Are you close? Don’t come. I’ll get out the paddle, and you won’t be able to sit down tomorrow. You suck that cock. You take him deep.”

Lexi’s mouth opened a bit more, and Lucas was able to sink in all the way to his balls. She surrounded him. Her mouth pulled as her tongue lapped, and Lucas lost it. He held her head gently and started to fuck that gorgeous, red-lipped mouth of hers. He thrust in and pulled out. Lexi moaned around him, and Lucas noticed that Master A had his hand between her legs. The vibrator hummed, and Lexi’s eyes were wide and desperate. She had to be going crazy. She was such a responsive girl. It never took him long to get her off. Between the plug in her ass and the vibe on her clit, she had to be close. Now Master A was pushing his fingers into her cunt, probably seeking her G-spot. There was no way she could hold out.

“You feel so fucking good, Lexi.” He pumped into her, his cock pulsing. His balls drew up, and he felt his blood racing through his system. He looked at Master A, their eyes meeting, and Lucas saw it.

Such a small thing, but then he’d memorized the man’s body. He’d had one night in paradise, but he’d loved Aidan for so long before then. The mask had slipped slightly, and his eyebrow was visible. So was the scar Aidan had gotten at the age of seventeen. He’d told Lucas the story over beers one night while they waited for Lexi. Aidan had been playing at a bar. Aidan had lied to get the gig.

Lexi sucked at him, pulling his cock to the back of her throat and swallowing. The soft heat of her throat did him in. He pulsed and came as he watched the man he thought he’d never see again.

The bar fight had resulted in Aidan damn near losing his left eye. Master A’s eyebrow was creased with a perfect crescent-shaped scar.

Aidan.

Lucas’s mind whirled as he pulled out of Lexi’s mouth. He took a step back, trying to understand what the fuck was going on. One moment the world had been close to perfect, and now he didn’t understand a damn thing.

Aidan’s eyes—yes, he could see that plainly now—were on him. “Lucas, take over for me here.”

Lucas didn’t move. He looked down at Lexi. Her eyes were closed as she concentrated, probably trying to hold off the orgasm that was coming.

“Lucas!”

Lucas turned to the man who had once completed their threesome and then torn them apart. A bitterness welled up inside him. Aidan thought he could play a game with them? A sick feeling hit the pit of Lucas’s stomach. This betrayal could go far past Aidan playing a trick.

“Does my brother know you’re here?”

Aidan stopped. Lucas knew the minute his face fell that he’d been right. There was a long moment of silence.

“Yes.”

Lucas simply turned away and began working on Lexi’s bindings. Her eyes were open and questioning.

“You can talk, baby,” Lucas said, his voice flat and emotionless. “We’re done here.”

The Master drew himself up to his full, intimidating height. “Lucas, stop it right now. You signed a contract. Do you really want to put your rights at this club in jeopardy?”

“Lucas, what’s happening?” Lexi’s hands came free. Lucas wished he’d brought a shirt or a freaking robe with him.

“Get behind me, Alexis.” Lucas pulled her off the sawhorse and unhooked the vibrator, tossing it away.

Aidan O’Malley seemed a bit miffed his game was up. He invaded Lucas’s space, but Lucas was done being intimidated by him.

“This club can go to hell for all I care now. And so can my brother and Julian.” Lucas turned to Leo, whose eyes were grave.

People were talking now. There was a hum in the crowd. Despite Julian’s disdain for gossip, The Club thrived on it. They would be grist for the gossip mill for years after this, but it didn’t matter.

“Lucas, please.” The Dom was gone. Aidan seemed to almost deflate.

Lucas felt Lexi’s hands on his waist, tightening. “Who is he?”

Aidan pulled the mask off his face, and for the first time, Lucas really looked at the man. He looked older and harder, his once stunning face now hard as granite. He was still a beautiful man, but he’d changed, and there was no doubt that he’d been through an enormous amount of pain. What the fuck had happened to Aidan?

“Lexi, I came back to fix things.” Aidan tried to take a step toward them, but Lucas merely moved back.

Lexi curved around Lucas’s body, straining to see what was going on. “Oh, my god. Aidan?”

Lexi took off. One minute she was on the stage behind Lucas, and the next she was pushing her way through the crowd. She didn’t seem to care that she wasn’t wearing anything. Lucas started to take off after her, but a big hand pulled him back.

“Lucas, please listen to me,” Aidan said, his gravelly voice deep and pleading.

Lucas pulled away. “Yeah? Like you listened to me? I believe both Lexi and I begged you to listen, and what did you say? You said you didn’t want this fucked-up life. I believe you called me a queer.”

“That’s not true. I said I wasn’t gay. I would never have used that word.”

“Yeah, well, you made yourself plain.” Lucas started to walk past him, but he got in the way again.

“Lucas, I was wrong, so fucking wrong—”

Leo placed a hand on Aidan’s shoulder. “He’s done for now, Aidan. Let him go.”

Lucas strode off the stage after Lexi. He tried not to think about the sorrow in Aidan’s eyes.