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Chapter 40 - Asmodeus
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2026-10-25 18:20:55
BryantBe honest, did Asmodeus stopping exactly when Naomi asked somehow make the whole thing even hotter?
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Clubs of Lust Chapter 49 - Naomi
I woke with my cheek against Asmodeus’s chest and one of his arms resting around my waist.For several seconds, I stayed completely still.The room was dark, lit only by the faint silver glow from the windows. His breathing remained slow beneath me, though I suspected he had been awake long before I opened my eyes.Memory returned all at once.The blindfold.His hand against my skin.The pressure of him entering me.The words I had asked him to say.My good girl.Vulnerability settled over me more heavily than the blanket.I had slept beside him after giving him more of myself than I had ever given anyone. At home, that would have created ownership, obligation, and promises no one would let me back out of.Asmodeus loosened his arm immediately. “Do you want space?”Not good morning, lover.Not mine.Not another command.“Yes,” I said.He released me completely.I sat up and gathered the blanket against my chest, expecting the distance to feel cold. Instead, it made breathing easier.M
Clubs of Lust Chapter 48 - Asmodeus
Naomi lay beneath me on my bed, her cheeks flushed, eyes dark with a mixture of fear and determination. The silk of her robe was open, revealing the black lace she'd purchased herself, a choice she'd made without anyone's approval but her own. "Nothing else happens until you ask for it," I reminded her, my voice low. Her pulse fluttered against my hand where I still held her wrists above her head. She wasn't trapped. She could pull away at any moment. She remained because she chose to. "Undress me," she whispered, then louder, with more conviction. "Please." I released her wrists slowly, allowing her to change her position. She didn't. Her arms remained where I'd placed them, a silent continuation of consent. My fingers found the clasp of her bra first, releasing it with practiced ease. The lace fell away, revealing breasts that were fuller than I'd imagined, with nipples already hardened into tight peaks. I traced one with my fingertip, watching her shiver. "Beautiful," I said
Clubs of Lust Chapter 47 - Naomi
I reviewed the agreement six times before lunch. By the seventh, I knew every line well enough to recite it. Padded silk restraints. Blindfold removable on request. Impact no higher than five. No magic. Nothing around my throat. Penetration only if I asked for it after the scene began. The words should have calmed me. Instead, each one made nine o’clock feel closer. Simone met me privately in a Compliance consultation room during my afternoon break. She read the physical-safety section without commenting on who was involved in the scene. “Have you eaten today?” she asked. “Yes.” “A real meal?” “Yes.” “Any injuries, soreness, medication, or medical concerns you haven’t disclosed?” “No.” She reviewed the gradual impact scale, circulation checks, verbal responses, and emergency word. “Do you trust him to stop?” “Yes.” The answer came without hesitation. Simone looked up. “Do you trust yourself to tell him to?” That required more thought. “I’m learning.” “Then remember
Clubs of Lust Chapter 46 - Asmodeus
Rafael entered my office shortly after midnight, carrying a report so thick that the hour was irrelevant. “Jeremiah Barlow’s search has accelerated,” he said. I closed the financial projections. “How close?” “A private investigator obtained portions of Naomi’s bus route.” The shadows beneath my desk stirred. “Legally?” “Not entirely.” He placed the report before me. The investigator bribed an employee at the Utah terminal to obtain payment records and departure information. The ticket purchase confirmed Las Vegas as Naomi’s destination, though the employee had not retained her seat number or arrival details. “Someone questioned workers at the Las Vegas terminal yesterday,” Rafael continued. “They showed Naomi’s photograph and described her as a sheltered missing woman who traffickers may have approached.” “She isn’t missing.” “No.” “She left a note.” “Yes.” “She is nineteen.” “I am aware.” My power darkened the windows. The facts did not matter to men who be
Clubs of Lust Chapter 45 - Naomi
The Celestial released its statement at noon. By 12:07, Simone had it open across the largest screen in Compliance. The release appeared as a formal document—white background, gold-lettered header, the Celestial crest stamped at the top. No video. No voice. Just carefully arranged words meant to carry authority without needing a face. Safety. Truth. “We cannot remain silent when vulnerable employees are recruited through desperation, bound through financial dependence, and endangered beneath authority.” My stomach tightened. Ramiel Carrington’s name appeared beneath the statement as its author. He never said my name. He did not need to. He described a young woman who had arrived in Las Vegas without support, been offered housing tied to employment, and later placed in danger by systems designed to benefit powerful men. Every detail belonged to me. Every word came from him. “The Celestial stands ready to provide sanctuary,” the statement continued. “Any employee questioning
Clubs of Lust Chapter 44 - Asmodeus
Kieran returned two nights later. He entered my private office without waiting to be invited, accompanied by the scent of desert dust, wolf, and aggression he rarely bothered disguising. “The four from the gaming floor are yours to punish,” he said. I remained behind my desk. “Generous.” “They were expendable.” The shadows beneath my chair stirred. Kieran dropped into the seat opposite me, one arm resting along the back as though my office belonged to him for the duration of the conversation. “You sent them deliberately.” “I allowed ambitious wolves to believe they had an opportunity.” “To manufacture fraud on my floor.” “To see whether Obsidian House still bites when challenged.” “And?” “You banned them. Froze pack accounts. Threatened the peace council.” His gaze sharpened. “All very correct.” He made the word sound obscene. “You expected bodies.” “I expected the Asmodeus who built this House.” “The Asmodeus who built this House understood that money,
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