Gale, Avery - Jenna's Submission [The ShadowDance Club 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) by Avery Gale Page A

form of birth control?”
    It was obvious Jenna had been lost in his words when it took a few seconds to realize he’d ended with a question. “Yes and I have annual physicals, so I know that I am disease free, um, well, I haven’t actually had sex in a long time, but I can provide proof about my health.” Jenna’s voice had gotten so soft, he had barely heard her last sentence, and Colt wondered just how long it had been.
    Proceeding in the all-business manner he had adopted, he stated, “I am also clean, I have paperwork for you inside. I trust you about yours, but know you will have to provide copies to The Club before you’ll be allowed to actively participate in any type of play. Now, tell me about your sexual history.” Bingo! Jenna’s eyes went wild, her muscles all seemed to contract at once, and she took two steps away from him before she even realized what she’d done.
    “Well…oh my God, I can’t do this, I have to go, I can’t, it wouldn’t be safe, I can’t go on, this is just not going to happen, I’ll just get my things and call my brothers to come and pick me up if you’ll just show me where you put my things. Oh, I’m sorry, but this is just too…No, I just can’t.” Her words were stuttered, and he could see she was starting to panic. She was looking everywhere but at him. Wow, talk about finding a hot button…
    “Jenna, stop. Look at me. Now!” When she finally fell silent and looked up at his face, he could see the first tears start to slowly slide down over her cheeks, and he was lost to her in that moment. He’d wanted her for years, but this was a soul-deep yearning to love and protect that he knew he’d always feel toward the woman. He pulled her close and enveloped her in his tight embrace. For long moments he just held her while she sobbed against his chest. He finally leaned down and scooped her up. The he walked to the lounge chair and sat down, pulling a soft blanket from the nearby cabinet and wrapping it around her. Even though he was sure she wasn’t actually chilled, her shaking was starting to concern him. “Jenna, honey, you need to stop before you make yourself sick. I don’t know what about my question triggered this reaction, but as your Dom, this is not something I can let go. We are going to have to talk this out, because anything that affects you either physically or emotionally is of interest and concern to me. I think this is clearly something that is having a profound effect on you in both of those areas. Now, look at me, I want to see those beautiful green eyes while we talk. Come on, princess, that was an order, not a request.”
    Slowly Jenna raised her tear-stained face to his, her expression so filled with pain and sadness that just for a second he was speechless. Holy Jesus, what did that bastard do to you? And why are you still afraid of him? Suddenly he knew her brothers hadn’t told her that Scott had not made it out of their last mission alive. Likely they would have believed she would have made friends with and become attached to him while he’d stayed in their family’s home, so they’d probably hoped she wouldn’t ask and she could be spared the pain of knowing they’d lost a teammate and she’d lost a friend. Families of team members were often profoundly affected by the loss of any team member, because they knew it so easily could have been their loved one. Before he could take this burden from her, she was going to have to confirm that Scott was involved. Colt would bet his prized flogger that he’d just figured out a large part of the puzzle that was Jenna Lamont, but he’d have to proceed carefully in order to not cause her any further harm. When Jenna’s teary emerald eyes met his, he gave her a small, encouraging smile and then, leaning forward, whispered softly against her lips, “Good girl.”

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    Those two words worked wonders to calm Jenna. She knew she was going to be up against the wall and that she wasn’t