Her Broken Alpha Prince (Book 18 of The Regal Eclipse Pack Series)

Chapter 47

Coming to a sex club had been the absolute last thing that Leila had planned to do while she was visiting with her friend, Taylor, but here she was. Leila had gone to London to visit Taylor and unwind. She needed a vacation. All she did was work and take care of her family, and she was completely exhausted from it all. 

When she'd contacted Taylor a few months ago, her friend had freaked out in typical Taylor fashion about her coming. She was extremely excited and had been messaging Leila back and forth, making plans for things for them to do. She'd never once mentioned a sex club, but Leila had a feeling Taylor had been planning it the entire time. She knew Taylor quite a well, and her friend liked to play match maker. She took Leila's current single status as a challenge. 

Her mother was taking care of Lyra while Leila was gone. Lyra was pissed off at her, well, pissed off at the world right now. Typical teenager. Leila had thought about bringing her along, thinking Lyra needed a change of scenery, but then she'd decided against it. They needed some time apart. Lyra was miserable, and Leila just didn't know what to do for her. Lyra pushed back against everything she tried. 

Taylor had been a little sad that Lyra wasn't coming, but Leila had brushed it off as teenage drama. She couldn't tell Taylor more than that. Her friend knew the details surrounding Lyra's father but not much else. Leila herself didn't know much else, otherwise, things would be different. She would have contacted him and let him know she was pregnant. She wouldn't lie and say that sometimes things hadn't been hard on them, but her daughter had grown up happy and healthy and that's all that mattered to her. 

They'd talked several times over the phone before the visit and once she'd gotten there, Taylor had immediately pounced on her about her love life or lack thereof. "When was the last time you dated anyone?" 

She huffed out a small breath. "I don't know. It's been four years since I broke up with Camden." 

"That guy was horrible for you," Taylor muttered. 

"I'm aware, but you asked." She tossed back her glass of wine. Camden had been a huge mistake, one that she regretted so much, but it was what it was. Leila had no luck when it came to love. She'd tried to date on and off, but it never worked out, and mostly it was her own fault. 

She'd thought being a single mom would be her biggest obstacle when it came to dating, but it wasn't. Instead, it was herself. She always got in her own way. She compared every single man she'd ever slept with to Lyra's father, and every one of them fell short. She'd been spoiled for one night of her life, and no other man measured up. She'd been with exactly four men in her life, and only ever really enjoyed one of them. 

When she'd met Camden, she realized that she needed to try to make it work. Camden was nice, and she made herself get into a relationship with him. They were together for a year before everything began to change. 

Leila didn't enjoy sex with him. It was okay, but not great. She sort of felt like he just didn't put forth enough effort. She was lucky if she managed to get off once, but that didn't even happen half the time. Camden grew colder towards her and started to become verbally abusive. He called her cold, and told her he didn't enjoy sex with her, until finally it became less and less frequent, then stopped all together. For the last few months they were together, they never had sex again, and she wasn't even upset about it. 

"I'm taking you to Celestial Nights," Taylor declared. 

"What's that?" 

"A sex club. I'll have to get you vetted first, but we can do that tomorrow." 

Leila had protested at first, completely shocked that Taylor wanted to take her to a sex club of all places. She could just see herself laid out on a bed, while man after man came through and serviced her. 

Taylor had died laughing when Leila had told her that. "It's not like that. I mean, I suppose it could be if that's what you wanted, but no. You can just fuck one guy and be done. Or not fuck anyone. Though I think we should just ask one of the guys that works there to show you the ropes."

Leila sighed, but finally nodded her agreement. She'd had to go get tested, and then they'd given her a questionnaire to fill out, which had surprised her and let her know how little she actually knew about anything. They'd given her privacy to fill it out, which was good because she'd had to search the internet for more than half the stuff listed, and she'd been rather horny by the time she'd left, imagining those things being done to her. 

Maybe this would get her out of her sex slump. Or maybe not. Who knew. But she was starting to feel like she needed to test drive every guy she met who she was interested in and see how the sex was.

Of course, Taylor had insisted on taking her shopping for their night at Celestial Nights, and had talked Leila into something incredibly risqué that she would never consider wearing anywhere else. The dress was extremely short, and gold in color. It clung to her like a second skin, and she felt like her boobs were going to fall out. 

"Chances are, you're not going to be wearing it for very long anyway," Taylor told her with a laugh. 

Leila had blushed at that. 

Taylor also convinced her to purchase a new bra and panty set that were sheer and left little to the imagination. They were blue, and she loved them, but her friend warned her that more than likely, they'd end up destroyed. "I've had my bra and panties cut off of me more than once." 

Leila had just stared at her in shock, but didn't say anything. What did one say to that?

And now she was here, inside of the club, and bound to a St. Andrew's Cross, waiting to play. One of the guys that worked there, Christian, had offered to show her the ropes. She'd agreed. Christian was very good looking and incredibly nice. He'd flirted with her some as he'd brought her back to the room they were going to play in. She was nervous, though he seemed to realize that, and was patient with her. He'd had her remove her dress, and then he'd bound her to the cross and blindfolded her. She hadn't been sure about the blindfold, but after it was in place, she sort of relaxed. Until someone knocked on the door. 

"Give me a moment, Leila. No one interrupts unless it's important," he'd said calmly. 

"Okay," she responded. She'd heard low voices at first, though she couldn't make out what they were saying. But she realized they were both male. Why had she chosen sheer lingerie?

Then the door had clicked shut, and she realized she was alone. She wasn't sure whether to panic or not, concerned that he'd forget about her, but he was only gone a few minutes. 

But then he'd told her he was being called away and she'd been left in the care of another man. A man by the name of Knox. She'd been a bit shocked to hear the name. The same name as the man who had taken her virginity. The one she'd never been able to forget. 

She'd known that her night with him all those years ago had been a one-night stand. She'd known she'd never see him again, but she'd still fallen for him. She'd fallen in love. She'd been young, and stupid, and he'd been incredibly hot. He'd often visited her in her dreams over the years, which really didn't help. Those dreams were her favorites because they seemed so life-like, and she was able to vividly remember them. He was the reason she couldn't enjoy another man. 

Then she'd heard this man's voice, and it had caressed over her body like a lover. She didn't remember Knox's voice being that sexy, but she had to remind herself that one, it had been seventeen years since she'd last heard it (except in her dreams), and two, the chances of it being the same guy were slim to none. Her Knox lived in America and wouldn't be at a sex club in London. But she was surprised by his American accent, and while she'd stood there, waiting for him to begin, she'd told herself that she could at least pretend it was him. She couldn't see him, and he did sort of sound the same, and he had the same name, so why not?