Hidden Heat: Hauberk Protection, Book 4 by Leah Braemel

Author:Leah Braemel
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2012-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

Music and laughter engulfed Cooper Davis when he walked through the Rouge’s double doors. “Any problems tonight, Fred?”

“No, sir.” The club’s doorman helped Cooper off with his coat. “I’ve notified Miss Delayna that you’ve arrived, sir. She’ll be here momentarily as you’ve requested.”

No sooner had Fredrickson finished speaking than a side door opened and a dark-haired woman joined them. With a nod to Cooper, she shrugged out of the terry spa robe she wore and handed it to the doorman.

“Good evening, Delayna.”

With a soft huff, she handed Cooper a leash attached to the leather collar around her neck. “You’re late. Did you run into problems?”

“Only that Senator Brannally was long-winded in his speech tonight as usual.” He wrapped the leather strap around his wrist. “Did you walk George?”

“Yes, sir. He’s asleep in your office.”

After Fredrickson opened the double stained glass inner doors leading to the club’s common area, Cooper walked down the hall toward the music that mingled with voices and the occasional crack of a whip.

As she’d been trained, Delayna padded after him, leaving the requisite amount of space to keep the leash loose. With her background, she’d never have qualified for admission to the club as a member, which would have been a pity.

“Did tonight’s session in the guest house get recorded?”

“Yes, sir. It’s burning to a DVD even as we speak.”

“Excellent.” The noise of the whip, and the moans of the other members grew louder the closer they got to the central hallway. Ah, yes, one of the billionaires from the west coast had planned a public discipline session with his sub tonight. “McPherson didn’t suspect the cameras existed?”

“He only checked to ensure the regular cameras were turned off.” Obviously he hadn’t found the special ones Davis had ordered installed two weeks before when one of their members had hosted a bachelor party with some very interesting guests. Guests that provided him with footage ensuring he’d have access to information his regular contacts couldn’t provide.

“Baker phoned from Val Varde, sir. He wants you to phone him as soon as you’re in the bunker.”

Shit. He tugged on the leash, not enough to pull her off her feet, but she’d get the message he was not pleased she’d waited to impart that nugget. If she were truly his sub, he’d be borrowing the congressman’s whip. “Did he say why?”

“No, sir, only that it was imperative that you return his call.”

They passed through another set of double doors into the rotunda with its soaring dome. Neither spared the couples in various states of undress copulating in the grotto at the far end even a glance, nor was their passage acknowledged by any of the members. He headed to the marble staircase leading to the Founding Members’ wing. They were halfway to his private suite when another member’s door opened and a couple emerged, the man dressed in leather chaps, the woman leading him by a leash similar to the one wrapped around Cooper’s own hand.

Turning quickly, Cooper shoved Delayna against the wall and captured her mouth with his.

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