Beatrix tried to subtly move her hips so that she could get the touch where she needed it, but he merely pressed his hands against her thighs to prevent her from moving.
Damien glanced at Rhys and his lips curled up into a devilish smirk, "She is doing so well brother, do you think we should reward her?"
Beatrix glanced at Rhys. For some reason he was exceptionally quiet but she didn't miss the fire in his eyes and painful bulge in his pants.
"Yes." He said breathlessly.
Damien lowered his head and rasped into her ears so quietly that only both of them heard what he had said, "Crawl to Rhys."
Beatrix's eyes widened in shock, "W-what?"
Damien raised his eyebrows and leaned back in his chair. "Any problem?"
Beatrix chewed her lips. Crawling on her knees to Rhys felt humiliating but this is what she had signed out for right?
"No Sir."
Damien smiled at her and tussled her head gently, "Good girl."
