Doms of Dark Haven 2 by Sierra Cartwright & Cherise Sinclair & Belinda McBride

Doms of Dark Haven 2 by Sierra Cartwright & Cherise Sinclair & Belinda McBride

Author:Sierra Cartwright & Cherise Sinclair & Belinda McBride
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Anthologies, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781611185201
Publisher: Loose Id, LLC
Published: 2011-05-16T14:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eight

“Holly, in all the months you’ve been here, you never mentioned a boyfriend. You

certainly didn’t mention two boyfriends!”

Destiny stood before her. She should have looked silly wearing nothing but cheap plastic

nipple shields and toy six-shooters. She tilted her head, and a tiny diamond flashed on her upper lip. Like Holly, the curvy little woman was completely comfortable in her skin.

Tentatively Holly reached out and rested a hand on the other woman’s arm. She felt a

frisson of…something. Destiny started to pull her arm away and then stopped to turn her

hand to grip Holly’s arm.

“Really, sweetie, are you okay? You worked so hard to find your inner dommie self.

Then these guys show up, rope you, and lead you around the club? It’s just…weird. Sexy as

hell, but weird.”

“Not weird.” Holly smiled. “I’ve known Hunter most of my life. Tex…years now. I left

home because my wo—I knew we were meant to be together. But they needed to figure it

out without me in the way. Now they’re here, and it’s all good.”

She bit her lip, inwardly chiding herself for almost saying the word “wolf.” Hopefully

the other woman hadn’t noticed.

Destiny folded her arms, a frown on her pretty face. She’d changed her hair again; the

golden curls were spiked with purple. Holly briefly wondered about doing the same thing.

Maybe blue…

“And you’re leaving with them?”

Holly looked away, unable to meet her friend’s gaze. San Francisco had opened a new

world to her. Not only the club and the scene, but people…thousands of people. Traffic and

buildings and gemstones of history hidden between decay and renewal. Music and art and

food she’d never before encountered. Dim sum and high tea and a different museum every

day.

Uneasiness stirred in her gut. What was the story with the boy who’d appeared out of

nowhere?

Abraxas.

“I need to go home, Des. But in a way, this city’s my home too. We live only a few hours

away. Near Tahoe. Maybe you could come visit me.”

She bit her lip after offering the invitation but then relaxed. Sometimes Briony had her

friends up; one of the betas just ran a flag up the pole in the front yard, warning that there were humans on the grounds.

“Tahoe. That’s like…mountains and snow and wild things.” Destiny wrinkled her nose.

“Maybe, but only for you.” She grinned.

Holly glanced back at the men. The silvery chains around the bed partially obscured

them from her view. The bed was toward the back of the room and was barely lit. Her belly

jumped, a feeling she was beginning to associate with arousal.

“I’ll call you, Des.” She turned back, noting that her friend’s smile had once again fled.

“What’s your number? Shit. That’s right. No cell. What a barbarian!”

“I’ll get one. Soon.” Feeling bold, Holly leaned forward and gave the shorter woman a

brief hug. It felt awkward, but she was certain that with practice, it would become easier.

It was time to go. She felt them both watching…waiting. Neither had reached

culmination, and surely they wouldn’t let her forget that. She turned from Destiny, and

without looking back, she crossed the room.

“Hey, Holly! Your clothes!”



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