Chapter 6

Reed pressed his tongue into his bottom lip. “Lollipop.”

That brought a glimmer of amusement to Kovit’s eyes. “Fitting. You will use it if you need to. I won’t push you further than I believe you can handle. But perhaps think twice before dumping drinks in a Dom’s lap who you don’t know.”

From the corner of his eye, Reed caught the dark frown Lawson gave him, saying under no uncertain terms that he’d deal with Reed himself if he poured drinks on another Dom.

Yeah, hadn’t planned on it.

“I’ll let you know when I don’t expect a verbal response, Reed.” Kovit’s tone hardened. “We haven’t reached that point yet.”

Hugging himself against the chill that crept over his bare skin, Reed nodded quickly. “Yes, uh...sir. I understand.”

“Very good, pet.” Kovit stroked his cheek, a tender gesture lacking anything of substance, but Reed was used to that. “Undress and position yourself on the bench. I won’t use restraints, but you will behave as though I have. Hands and knees on the padded rests, head down.”

Taking a deep breath, Reed shucked his shorts and boxers, carefully placing them out of the way with the shirt he’d borrowed so nothing would get ruined. If he’d fought that might’ve been unavoidable, but this was better. He always took care of what didn’t belong to him.

The leather surface of the bench was cool against his chest and stomach, but the sensation was familiar. He positioned himself as he’d been instructed, finally sinking into the peaceful sensation he got whenever he came in here and there were simple commands to follow. He didn’t have to wonder if he’d do something wrong and someone would get tired of him and walk away.

He could do things right and please whoever brought him here. It wasn’t for long, but what he did mattered.

“I was right.” Kovit stroked a hand down his back, his deep, soothing tone helping Reed sink even deeper into the zone. “Very nice, pet. Have you played with a sadist before?”

Reed bit into his bottom lip hard and shook his head.

Kovit gave his lips a hard tap, making him gasp. “None of that. What you feel will be by my hands.”

“Okay…” Reed licked his bottom lip, his whole body tensing as he tried to imagine what Kovit would do first. “Is there anything I should—”

“Hush now. Do not speak again unless it’s to use your safeword.” Kovit’s hands ran over him again. From his shoulder, down his spine, stopping at the curve of his ass. “Beautiful pale skin. The marks will be stunning.”

Lawson shifted. His hands fisted by his sides.

The dark laugh Kovit let out told Reed he’d gotten into the zone himself. “Looks like I got a two for one after all. You’re very well protected here, pet.” His fingers traced up Reed’s side, with just the edge of pressure. “Your ‘Doc’ told me how far I could go before anyone would take issue. I will go no further, but I’m interested to see if he knows these men as well as he believes he does.”

Hand dragging up to the back of Reed’s neck, Kovit found a trigger point and dug his finger into it. Hard.

Muscles tensing, Reed bit back a shout. Quiet. He had to be quiet. Breathing through the pain, he managed not to jerk at the deep ache when Kovit’s fingers pushed into the other side of his neck. Downward, he continued, finding spots along Reed’s shoulders and spine, like the most painful massage. And then...then like he was stirring heat under Reed’s skin.

“There we go. That was nothing. Such a good pet.” Kovit’s hands moved over his back in long strokes. “Ready for more?”

He couldn’t speak, so he nodded.

The Dom let out a soft, pleased sound that was like another caress, this one lingering even as he undid his belt. Reed had never had a belt used on him, but this was good. The Dom would make it good. He’d be happy with him. Proud of him.

His pulse had slowed to the point it was almost like he was falling into a trance, the most amazing feeling of all. This was usually when a Dom would bring him out a bit so he could dive in even deeper and lose himself to it.

The tap of the belt on his ass was his only warning.

With a solid thud, the belt hit both cheeks. The peaceful sensation left him, like he’d been doused in cold water. He sucked in air through his teeth. Another lash and his eyes burned. He shifted his hips, trying to avoid the next one, wincing as he slammed his dick into the padded edge of the bench even as the leather came across his upper thighs.

“Reed—”

“Lawson, may I address my sub before you do?” Kovit’s tone was calm as he cut Lawson off, but held hint of warning. However Lawson’s reply must have satisfied him, because Kovit came to Reed’s side and stroked his hair, speaking with a gentleness that didn’t quite fit. “Do you need to use your safeword?”

Already? Reed shook his head. He belonged in here. He wouldn’t disappoint the Dom.

“I won’t be upset if you do, but you’re doing very well.” Kovit reached over, fingers brushing each lash mark, which seemed to have gained its own pulse. “You have permission to come whenever you’re ready, but you will thank me after you do.”

Another nod. That would be nice. Edging was hard and he hated when he couldn’t hold back long enough. He wasn’t sure how the belt would make him come, but he’d let Kovit worry about that.

Which he did. Returning to stand at the base of the bend, near Reed’s side, Kovit began laying down lash strokes in threes, then curving his hand between Reed’s thighs to stroke his dick. Three, long, firm strokes. Another three and Reed’s ass blazed, but every bit of heat went straight to his balls, and he panted as release hovered close.

This time Kovit didn’t touch his dick. He spread the flames of pleasure with his belt, down the backs of Reed’s thighs, over his shoulders, making it so Reed didn’t know where the sensation began or where it would end. It was everywhere, all at once.

“That’s enough.” A distant voice, so far away.

“Yes.” Kovit, right there, speaking in Reed’s ear. “Come for me, pet.”

His whole body jerking, Reed responded to the command he’d heard before, nothing left in him to resist. He came hard, wrapped up in the fire and the pain and the firm grip of control that had been taken.

As his body calmed, his mind searched for something...something…

Kovit cupped his cheek. “What do we say, pet?”

There. That was what he needed. “Thank you, sir.”

Lips parted, Reed relaxed as Kovit slid his dick into his mouth. The man didn’t hesitate, didn’t act as though Reed couldn’t take all of him. He fucked Reed’s mouth as though the privilege belonged to him, hands gripping Reed’s hair as he came.

Tucking himself away, Kovit helped Reed off the bench. Smiled at him and pressed a soft kiss to the edge of his lips. “Such a very good submissive. Don’t let anyone prevent you from taking what you need, whether they understand it or not. Make them see you’re not a child.”

“Okay.” Reed absorbed the words, his mind too gone to respond intelligently. “Sir.”

Somehow, after promising both Kovit and Lawson he was all right, Reed got dressed and made it back to his loft. The teens said things, but he told them to go to Curtis’s place. He needed to lay down.

In the comfort of his own bed, the high began to fade. He curled up on the cold sheets. Let out a broken sob that no one would hear. He’d gotten exactly what he wanted.

And, like always, now it was gone.