Nikolas’s eyes cut
across the short distance to the sub, making the noise in the club disappear
for one heated moment. He allowed his gaze to wander over Kyler, observing with
clear intensity this new information, forcing himself to stay put, now determined
not to follow his intentions tonight. If Kyler turned out to be just a sub for the
duration of a few hours, he would find a way to survive it.
He always had.
Although Nikolas
suspected it would be easier to get through the evening if he’d just went home,
but there was something about Kyler that intrigued Nikolas, and that alone made
him want to get to know the younger man better. Kyler had the quirky
personality, the snarky remarks, and the looks to spin more than just his head.
He’d already noticed a few of the other Doms looking Kyler’s way. He gave him
credit where credit was due... Kyler wasn’t fake. He seemed natural and
genuine, and now Nikolas found himself wanting more, and oddly enough he liked
it.
Not mistaking the
look in his eyes; the way he looked at him, his body flexed hard in response,
his thinning control nearly unraveled. He liked every damned thing about Kyler,
but one. There is one thing he’d like from a sub….only one. “I can’t offer you
more than that.” Meeting Kyler had lit a fire inside him in more ways than one.
He leaned closer as he spoke in soft, serious tones. “For an hour or two, since
that’s about all we have.”
Clearing his
throat, one crooked finger above his head beckoned to a man just as tall yet
larger in build than Nikolas himself, to make his way over to them. Caution
kept Nikolas where he stood between the two younger men, who continuously shot
looks of contempt toward each other. The hostility was obvious between them,
evident in their facial expressions and the tension in their postures. Nikolas
kept in check his amusement at the situation by schooling his sharply sculpted
face, still full of hard angles. Relief came only by the soft fullness of his
mouth lifting up at one corner in a coy grin as Master Van approached through
the crowd, parting the patrons easily as he made a beeline towards them.
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