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pleasure then stilled. A long groan gurgled up from his chest and he hung his head toward the floor.
    “Did that work for you, sub?” Reece asked, continuing very slowly, in tiny, circular movements, to massage his prostate with the end of the flogger.
    “You…know damn well it did,” Cade panted. “The only question is…how do I top that for you?”
     

Chapter Twenty
     
     
     
    Odin’s Raven was situated off the bright lights of the Strip—down a street that held several shops closed up for the night—windows blanked with iron shutters—and a couple of bars that had burly bouncers lurking on the pavement.
    Reece walked through the discreet black door. Jack on one side of him, Cade the other. Donna walked a pace ahead, holding the bag of sex toys.
    A man in a neat black suit stepped out of the shadows.
    “Federico,” Donna said, tottering up to him on her heels and air kissing his cheeks. “Thank you so much for supporting Slippery Slots . Tom has asked me to extend his appreciation and regards.”
    “It is my pleasure, as it is to receive payment for use of the location.” He laughed.
    Donna tittered. “Indeed.” She gestured behind herself. “Now these are my models and cameraman. Can I show them through?”
    Reece was aware of a few people in the lobby looking at them and obviously wondering what they were doing.
    He smoothed down the black leather waistcoat he was wearing. It was so not him and combined with tight black leather trousers and a peaked black leather cap, he felt a bit of a twat. He’d be glad to get out of it. He’d feel better naked.
    Cade looked awesome, though, in his black leather trousers. He didn’t wear a hat—instead, a black studded leather harness over his chest. It came down in a V-shape around his neck, gathered in a chrome hoop on his sternum and circled his torso. Reece had adored it the moment Donna had fitted it. There was something so Dom about it and it touched Cade’s pecs in a way that defined them and made him appear rock solid. He wore a coat too, long and made of the thinnest leather. It was Matrix style and Reece hoped he’d get the chance to have Cade fuck him, wearing just that. It would flap and swing and smooth onto his skin in a seriously erotic way.
    Donna turned to them. “Go get a drink and I’ll catch you in a minute when Jack’s checked out the lighting.”
    “Where’s the bar?” Reece asked.
    “This way. It’s in the room before the one we’ve hired.”
    Reece glanced at Cade and twitched his eyebrows.
    “Yeah, one drink is good,” Cade replied.
    “I agree.”
    They followed Donna through an archway and the heat of bodies warmed Reece’s cheeks. The place was buzzing. People were milling around in various states of undress, some wearing collars, others being led on leads.
    There was dull thumping music, almost to the beat of the thwacks he’d given Cade’s arse earlier.
    He slid his hand over Cade’s buttocks, gently smoothing his palm over his trousers. “This okay?” he asked.
    “Never better. I love the afterburn. Reminds me of the fun.”
    Reece smiled. He was looking forward to the same experiences Cade had enjoyed so much. He was still nervous though. Not of being soft and wimping out, but of the pain failing to arouse him—not making him want more and not reaching a point it made him want to come.
    “What are you drinking?” Cade asked, finding a gap at the long bar and resting his elbows down.
    “Beer will do.” Reece watched Donna melt into the crowd. She was swallowed into the mass of people with Jack close behind.
    “Two beers,” Cade ordered.
    “You the guys on the movie set tonight?” the barman asked.
    “Yeah,” Cade replied.
    The barman smiled and let his gaze linger on Cade then Reece. “Here, on the house. We’re all looking forward to the show.”
    Reece took a beer. “Cheers.” He glugged the first third down—they were all looking forward to the show—the show of him being beaten and