Zeck by Khloe Wren Read Free Book Online

Aussie in England and Zeck found one in France.”
    Ashlyn chuckled. “Yeah. It’s a hoot isn’t it? Oh,
damn.”
    She clutched her huge belly, and I rushed to her side.
    “Are you okay? What’s happening?”
    “Oh, it’s nothing. Little bean has been doing aerobics
all bloody day today. Phew.”
    While nannying this last
year I’d been around a few heavily pregnant women, and I was pretty sure that
Ashlyn wouldn’t be wincing like she was from a simple kick.
    “How long do the boys normally take after a show
before they get up here?”
    “Oh no. They don’t come to us. We have to go to them.
Well, sometimes one of them will dress up in a disguise and risk coming out
from backstage. Zeck was the last one to try that,
but the diehard fans are on to it and security had to haul his butt back to
safety.” She shook her head. “You have the craziest one for sure. Can’t quite
wrap my head around him being a Dom though.”
    I shrugged as a wave of unease flowed over me. I liked
it better when no one knew what I preferred between the sheets.
    “Every Dom is different. Some like to be in control of
everything around them 24/7, but most aren’t that hardcore. A lot of Doms like to control things in the bedroom because they
feel out of control in their day to day life. I’ve only been experimenting with
the lifestyle for about six months now, and Zeck’s only just discovered it. It doesn’t change who he is as a person, it’s simply
part of him. If you think about it, it makes sense. Doms like to protect and take care of those around them. Zeck’s told me about a few things he’s done over the years that fit that theme. I’m
sure you’ve seen that side of him since you’ve been with Dillon. He and Zeck are best friends, right?”
    Ashlyn’s forehead creased as she chewed her lower lip.
    “When you put it like that, yeah. Zeck is definitely a caretaker. He’s always making sure everyone has what they need.
Umm, feel free to tell me to take a hike, but can I ask why you thought getting
your butt smacked would be nice in the first place?”
    I would have told her to take that hike if her tone
hadn’t been filled with honest curiosity. Still, I didn’t know her well enough
to reveal all my inner secrets to the woman.
    “I just kinda tumbled into
it I guess. The family I was working for had this maid who befriended me and
invited me to join her one night. The first time I was bound in rope I knew I’d
found what works for me. It’s hard to explain how it feels to submit.”
    “You ladies ready to head out?”
    I’d never been so glad to see a bodyguard. The
conversation was getting too personal. Zeck had said
all the right things earlier, but I still wasn’t one hundred percent sure on
where we were heading. While they’d been doing preshow checks and stuff I’d
done some more internet searching. Seems my man was a bit of a ladies’ man. So
many references to Zeck and Dillon and how many women
they had. Although Dillon seemed to be over it. He was all about Ashlyn now.
His gaze always sought her out, and if she was in range, he had a hand on her.
    With a sigh I followed Ashlyn’s waddling frame from
the box and headed down the hall toward the backstage door along with three
bodyguards.
    “Go back home, you stupid sluts!”
    “You’re just a perverted freak. Leave Zeck alone!”
    “Right Time need to stay single!”
    “How dare you take our men! ”
    The sneers were yelled out in French, and Ashlyn
ignored them. I wasn’t sure if she didn’t know what they said or if she was
used to it. But I wasn’t. Bile rose in my throat as fans continued to yell out
cruel remarks. They apparently hated everything from our hair color to our
choice in footwear.
    “Are they always like this?”
    “Well, I don’t speak French, so I’m not sure what
they’re saying. Although the tone kinda speaks for
itself. If they’re telling us to leave their men alone and go home, then yeah.
There’s always crazy