Learn My Lesson Read online Katee Robert (Wicked Villains #2)

Categories Genre: BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Wicked Villains Series by Katee Robert
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
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He’s not wrong, but I have a plan and it requires the two of us, not the three of us. “She’ll be feeling evidence of us for hours yet.”

“That’s not the same and you know it.”

Yes, I suppose I do. I sigh. “I’ve already compromised the better part of my plans. This isn’t something I’m willing to add to that list.”

He hesitates, but in the end finally nods against my hand. “Promise me that someday it will be the three of us out there.”

“I promise.” Easy enough to do since that is my intention already. Not tonight, not when I need Zeus squirming and full of rage, but soon. Everyone knows Meg is mine, but it won’t do to have them speculating that she’s being replaced. Rumor may fly for a short time, but it’s something I’m willing to risk.

I nudge Hercules back. “How do you feel knowing I’m going to strip you down to your base level in front of a crowd?”

He blushes, a tinge of pink stealing over his golden cheeks and down his chest. “I want it.”

“Good.” I urge him up. “I got something for you.” I walk to my desk and pick up the wooden box that was delivered earlier. I turn to him and flip it open. Hercules’s response is everything I could have dreamed of.

His jaw drops and his eyes go wide. “That’s mine?”

“Yes.” A more masculine twin to the collar Meg wears when we play. Thicker leather, fewer diamonds. I set the box down and lift it out. “Kneel.”

Hercules instantly obeys. I don’t know that I’ll ever get tired of seeing this man on his knees. He’s truly beautiful in a way that goes beyond his physical perfection. I fasten the collar around his neck and then take his hand and press it to the buckle at the back of his neck. “This removes it.”

“I won’t take it off until you take it off me.”

Power and desire curl through me. If I were a simpler man, this would be all there is to us. Lust and love, and the only power games would be confined to the bedroom. I’m not that man. I don’t know that I ever was, but any chance at that kind of life was buried alongside my family. There is only the person I’ve become, and the vengeance that has been a slow burn in my chest for too many decades. I don’t know how to be different than I am.

I press a soft kiss to his mouth. “It’s time.” I move to the door, and he falls into step behind me. We stride down the hallway and around to the back door into the lounge. I stop just inside the door, a king surveying my kingdom, at least in part. The more interesting things will be going on behind the door Allecto lounges in front of. She won’t let anyone through who isn’t meant to be there, but it won’t matter. Rumor spirals, and I have every intention that news of this night will reach Zeus’s ears before dawn.

As I suspected, there is so much power in this room, it’s only my dominion that’s kept it from being a bloodbath. Jafar and Jasmine lean against the bar, as wrapped up in each other as they always seem to be. Jafar pauses to glare at me, but he knows better than to push the subject, righteous revenge as motivation or no. Being banned from my club would cut his woman off from a significant resource and piss her off in the mix. I had expected to see Meg with them; she adores Jasmine and tends to gravitate to them when they visit.

I survey the rest of the room. Hook with his second-in-command on the other side of the bar. The warring generals Gaeton and Beast who are never far apart, but who I’ve had to threaten with expulsion if they ruin yet another piece of my furniture with their brawling. The golden queen, Malone, who’s as untouchable as she is beautiful. Even the Sea Witch is here, dripping in jewels and watching the room with a predatory glint I recognize.

But no Meg.

Unease slithers through me. It’s possible she’s in the playroom already, but she doesn’t spend time back there unless she’s actually playing. I’d fully expected her to be here waiting. I can feel Hercules’s tension at my back, but there’s no telling if he’s noticed her absence and found it as unnerving as I have.

Something is wrong.

I turn on my heel and jerk my chin at Hercules. “A small detour.” It’s easier—and faster—to check the cameras than to search this place for Meg. I don’t care that it may be seen as a weakness to retreat as soon as I enter the room. I’ve spent too long honing instincts to ignore them now. Meg intended to be in that room when we walked in. It’s possible she changed her mind, but even if she’s having doubts about us, she knows the value of a united front. We show a sliver of weakness to the people in that room, and they’ll crack us open without hesitation. Our strength protects us, yes, but it protects the people within our small domain as well. No matter how angry Meg gets with me, she takes her responsibility too seriously to endanger anyone.


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