young boys.
Matt’s dark brown hair lingered over his light blue eyes just enough to cloud
them from me. He was about an inch shorter than I was and much leaner, but his
profession didn’t involve as much of a necessity for combat as mine did. Matt was
an international arms dealer—my best connection to as much firepower as I
wanted from all over the globe. He dealt with government contracts to supply just
about anything from ammunition to grenades to fucking tanks. He had access to it
all and made millions doing it. What was even better was that most of it was
perfectly legal.
“This her?” he asked, pointing at Jaden with a wide, excited smile. Matt had
been there when I had purchased Jaden right after he’d purchased his first slave. I’d
never seen him so shocked in my life.
“It is,” I said with a nod. “Jaden, this is a very good friend of mine, Matthew
Rainer. Matt, this is Jaden.”
“An absolute pleasure,” he said almost seductively as he held his hand out for
Jaden’s.
She glanced at me for permission, and I gave her the go-ahead with a nod,
prideful that she knew well enough to ask before touching another man that wasn’t
family.
Good girl.
“Nice to meet you,” she said flatly as she took his hand.
I had no reason to conflict with Matt for reasons of jealousy concerning Jaden.
He had his own slave to toy with, and he would respect my boundaries with Jaden
just as I would respect his. What was meant to be a quick handshake for Jaden left
her shocked when Matt didn’t let go and instead turned the inside of her wrist up to
face him. I knew he would want to examine her tattoos.
“This is nice,” he said, admiring the ink. “Wish you would have waited to off the
guy before I had a chance to book him. I was thinking of having this done.”
Jaden’s eyes went wide with confusion as they quickly met mine for
confirmation thanks to Matt’s little knowledge bomb. I had planned to keep that
little secret to myself.
“I’ll get you another contact. Now, get your damn hands off her,” I almost
growled.
Matt chuckled and released Jaden’s hand, which then quickly retreated back to
her middle.
“Oh, my God! Darren? Is that you?” came an annoyingly high-pitched feminine
voice from behind Matt.
“Regina is here?” I asked Matt, annoyed now.
He shrugged. “She’s the party planner.”
“Of course, she is.”
Regina was Matt’s cousin, and though she had the face of a Greek goddess, she
had the mind of a box of crayons. I lost count of the number of times I had shoved
my dick in her mouth just to keep her from letting more stupid leak out. She had
been an on-and-off fuck toy for several years before I finally got sick of her. Her
only redeeming quality was that she could suck cock like a pro, but I had a feeling it
was because most guys had the same idea as I did with shutting her up.
Regina’s dyed dark red hair hung well past her shoulders, her loose curls
bouncing against her fake tits as she made her way over to us in six-inch bright red
stiletto heels. Her long legs went on forever, so I had no idea why she needed the
extra height. She was already five-foot-nine and barely over a hundred pounds.
With her stick thin figure, I had always wondered how I managed to fuck her
without accidentally breaking a single bone in her body. That was one of the many
things I loved about Jaden. She may be small, but her well-muscled body gave her
better durability against me, giving me the assurance I needed to know that she
could handle a little tough love.
“Hey, Dare!” Regina said way too enthusiastically as she finally caught up to us.
“Regina,” I said with a polite nod. She might have annoyed the fuck out of me,
but she was still Matt’s cousin.
“I didn’t expect to see you here!”
I furrowed my brows. “This is my brother’s baby shower.”
“Oh, right, duh,” she said with that irritating giggle of hers. “Oh … and who’s
this? New fuck toy?” she asked inquisitively as her eyes finally landed on Jaden.
Jaden’s nails instantly dug into the sleeve of my jacket while Regina’s dark green
eyes did their classic up-down as they scanned Jaden from head to foot, judging
every inch of her. I narrowed my gaze in warning.
“Play nice, Regina. This is Jaden. Jaden, Regina,” I offered as introductions,
though I wanted Jaden to have nothing to do with her.
“Regina Rainer,” Regina said, that snippety attitude she always had when she
was jealous showing up and offered her hand to Jaden. “Darren and I go way back.”
If by way back, she meant the way back of her throat.
“Nice to meet you,” Jaden said, a dark edge to her tone as she shook
