Naya looked to Aryas and asked, “I’m sorry. Is this done? A sub owning a sub?”
“Mistress Sixx is a switch,” Stellan put in smoothly.
“Ah,” Naya murmured. “I see.”
“Though, it isn’t unheard of for a Dom to allow a slave to play at will with another slave,” Stellan shared.
“I’m not sure I would will this,” Naya replied to Stellan before turning her attention back to Sixx. “I prefer single-partner play. Aryas has introduced me to multiple, but I didn’t fancy it.”
Strike another one for a move to approve.
“What, particularly, didn’t you fancy?” Sixx asked.
“My style of play, the way I prefer it, rather, is that my attentions aren’t divided. The connection feels deeper to me that way. But more, anytime there’s another presence in the room, a sub’s attention can get caught by something else, and I’m afraid I’m too selfish to wish my subs thinking of or focused on anything but me.”
Great answer.
“Sixx is known for her multiple-partner play,” Aryas put in at this point, causing Sixx to give him another narrow-eyed look.
“I’m sorry,” Naya said quickly. “I mean no offense.”
“I’m out of that phase,” Sixx told her silkily, deciding against kicking Aryas in the shin because at her angle, she might hit Naya.
It helped cool her temper that at this point, Stellan wound a possessive arm around her shoulders.
But then again, that would always be helpful in whatever situation.
“As with all life, but especially this life, it really is to each their own, no?” Naya said.
“Absolutely,” Sixx replied on a smile.
“I … may I ask about your sub?” she queried.
“Of course,” Sixx said.
“He’s experienced?”
Sixx nodded.
Naya bit her so-full-it-was-poofy lower lip.
“He knows you’re in training, Naya,” Sixx told her quietly.
“I have only recently been left to my own devices, if supervised. But there’s so much trust needed. It can be…” She seemed at a loss for words. “Intimidating.”
“Well, if Ami agrees to share a scene with you tonight, which I have a feeling he’ll jump at the chance to do,” Sixx started, “then it’s the perfect match. He’s an excellent sub, communicates very well, has few hard limits and performs beautifully.”
Naya shifted ever-so-slightly in her seat.
Sixx grinned gleefully and leaned across the table. “And wait until you see him. He’s a gladiator.”
Naya also leaned across the table, her naturally wide eyes even wider. “As in, he fights for his Mistress?”
Sixx nodded. “It’s spectacular.”
Stellan’s hand came to rest on the small of her back.
At his unspoken command, she sat back and looked to him.
He looked amused, and he looked edgy.
Interesting.
When she turned back to Naya, she saw something had clouded her face.
She didn’t have to ask after it when Naya said, “So he fights for you.”
“If claimed by another, he’ll fight for her, if she can afford to buy his place in the ring,” Sixx told her.
“I see,” Naya murmured.
“And I know the owners of the pit,” she continued. “So if you decide to claim him, and want him to fight, if the fee is too hefty, since Ami enjoys it, and I would suspect any Mistress he would allow to claim him would too, I’m sure an arrangement could be made to keep him there.”
Another choking noise from Aryas just as Stellan let out a soft chuckle.
“This shouldn’t be an issue,” Naya declared. “I’m a retired model.”
Of course she was.
“My career was relatively … successful,” she carried on humbly, not needing to share that was likely a huge understatement. “And I’m now the creative director for an online fashion magazine that’s become quite popular.”
And she was hitting all the highs.
But if there was one she might miss, it would be the biggest one, and for Sixx it loomed over the table like a suffocating shroud.
“Considering you’re finishing training, I can imagine you’re keen to have a variety of experiences with a variety of different subs,” Sixx noted leadingly.
Only for Naya to shake her head.
She also squared her shoulders.
“As it is out there in the other world, I understand so it will be here. But I never found a man out there because something was missing. Now I know what I was missing. I also know if I ever found a man who I would want to be a part of my life, he would need to take his place in this part of my life. So like everybody, I’m looking for somebody. I just have learned, even if it will still take some searching, I can only find him in the right places.”
“If you fall for Ami, I’m so totally claiming your bridal shower,” Sixx blurted, only for a beautiful blush to strike Naya’s cheeks and her eyes to get big again.
She’d started it, she might as well just go with it.
“It’ll have a whips and chains theme,” she joked.
“I don’t yet know how to use a whip. But they don’t really do much for me. I prefer switches. And paddles,” Naya replied. “Though I’ve grown rather adept with ropes and chains.”
Sixx smiled hugely.
Naya took that in and tipped her head absolutely and beguilingly coquettishly to the side. “Can I take that as approval?”
Naya’s and Aryas’s drinks came as Sixx replied, “Completely and totally.”
Naya returned Sixx’s huge smile.
“A Mistress meeting of the minds,” Aryas muttered.
Stellan lifted his martini Aryas’s way, saying, “Well-chosen, my friend.”
“I should go into business with this matchmaker shit,” Aryas replied, glanced between Sixx and Stellan and said, “Oh wait…”
Everyone in the booth laughed, and then everyone engaged in small talk for the next twenty minutes—small talk that proved Naya was just as lovely as she seemed—before Stellan’s mouth came to her ear.
“Darling, Ami has arrived, and he awaits your verdict,” he whispered there.
She looked to her man, then to the hunting ground, saw Ami in it, standing leaning a forearm on top of one of the high tables there with a glass of beer in front of him, wearing a suit and looking totally fuckable.
His gaze was on her.
“Will you excuse me, baby?” she murmured to Stellan.
Stellan slid out of his seat and took her fingers curled around his hand to help her out.
Always class, her Stellan.
She gave him a look of gratitude before she moved across the hunting ground to Ami’s table.
She barely rocked to a halt before he rumbled, “I’m … fucking … in.”
Sixx nearly burst out laughing.
“So I take it you saw Mistress Naya.”
He raised his brows.
That she was taking as a “yes.”
“All right, my gladiator. Let’s get this show on the road.”
He just emitted a low growl.
And again she was fighting laughter.
She turned and walked back to the table to see both Stellan and Aryas out of the booth with Naya sliding out.
Sixx went to Naya, suddenly nervous.
Ami was in. Ami was hot. Ami was built. Ami was a great sub. And Ami was a good guy.
But he might not be everyone’s cup of tea.
“Naya?” she called while Naya looked at her feet as she took them at the side of the booth.
She raised those big browns, and they were flashing.
“That’s him?” she asked.
“Yes,” Sixx answered.
“Can I start now?” she asked.
And yet again, Sixx held back her laughter, but her next, “Yes,” was shaking.
“Brilliant,” Naya said on a sharp nod.
She then moved away.
“I’ll have our drinks refreshed, then we can make our way to the observation room,” Stellan murmured and moved to the bar.
Aryas shifted in beside her as Naya oozed her way, with rounded hips swaying, toward the door to the playrooms, her head turned, her eyes locked on Ami, and Ami prowled toward her.
“So Stellan’s your Master, eh?” Aryas asked at her side.
Sixx kept her eyes on the couple as Naya stopped at the door, and Ami reached around her to open it for her.
Both did this without breaking eye contact.
Superb.
“Shut up, Aryas.”
“You’re happy,” Aryas declared, and as Naya and Ami had disappeared, she turned to him.
“Shut … up, Aryas.”