Tangled Hearts (From the "Bound By Desire" series)

6. Teased & Tempted

A month later, we found ourselves at the club again. A new dom, Jason decided to approach me while Damien was momentarily occupied. He leaned in, his voice laced with confidence and desire. "Iris, I've been watching you all night, and I can't resist the urge to make you mine. Come play with me. I'd love to have some fun with you." I looked at Jason, taken aback by him, glanced nervously at Damien, who had noticed the interaction. Damien's eyes narrowed, his dominant nature ignited by possessiveness.
"Excuse me," Damien interjected, his voice dripping with anger. "I believe you're mistaken. Iris is under my care and protection. You can't assume she's free to take." He crossed his arms, glaring. Jason, sensing the tension, attempted to salvage the situation.
"I apologize if I overstepped, but I couldn't help but be drawn to Iris. But now I can't help but think that she might want another dom." Damien's anger flared, his possessiveness over me evident.
"As her Dom, it is my responsibility to ensure her safety and well-being. If she desires a different experience, she will communicate that to me." Caught in the middle of this confrontation, I felt a mix of confusion and discomfort. I trusted Damien to guide me through my BDSM journey, and now this unexpected advance from Jason had disrupted the dynamic I had grown accustomed to. Taking a step back, Damien composed himself, his voice firm but controlled. I was a bit turned on by it. "Jason, I very strongly suggest you respect the boundaries of others in this club. If you wish to engage with someone, seek their consent and communicate openly. That's the correct and natural flow." Jason, agitated, turned to me.
"Let me know if you are ever interested, Iris. I'd love to give you a night of-" I watched Damien cut Jason off by a punch to his nose. Jason fell to the floor.
"Iris is my sub. All decisions for her pleasure, pain, and well-being all mine to decide." He took my hand. "Let's go, Iris." He led me out to the car. "Ben, take us home."
"Of course, sir." Damien sat back, rubbing the small of my back.
"It's ok, Iris."
"I know." Once home, he led me to the room. After shutting and locking the door, he turned to me. He smiled.
"Strip and kneel in the middle of the room."
"Yes, sir." I seductively slid out of my dress. I knelt and and laid my hands palms up on my knees.
"A very good girl. Mm...........I love a girl on her knees. It's a good level to reach my cock." He sat on the bed after stripping down to nothing at all. "Crawl to me, Iris."
"Yes, sir." I got on my hands and knees, crawling to him. Once at his feet, I knelt again. Damien's dominance burnt into my soul. It branded me, as if etching his name across it. And that is simply and truly something that Jason can never take from Damien.