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But tonight, I would be taken by the billionaire.

And I couldn’t pretend, even to myself, that I wasn’t looking forward to it.

CHAPTER NINE

master chamber

Cassius

It seemed appropriate to wear a tux. This was a formal occasion, after all—deflowering my virgin. I smoothed my custom suit and then added the Blackwood cufflinks, which were family heirlooms. They were platinum with rectangular onyx centerpieces surrounded by diamonds. They glittered in the early evening light as the sky darkened over the mansion.

I left my private home and strode across the grounds, nodding to various club members. Some patrons had come out to enjoy the remnants of the gorgeous day, nursing cocktails and smoking cigars. Several of them stopped me to congratulate me and themselves on the club.

“This has been the best twenty-four hours of my life,” drawled Owen Carville, a billionaire from South Carolina. “I’ve never been around so many beautiful women without an agenda—at least, without an agenda I objected to.”

“Enjoy,” I counseled him. “I’m off to a meeting.”

He eyed me up and down, eyes sparkling. “Have fun.”

“I intend to.” But fun wasn’t exactly my intention. It was more that I was on a mission. The fact was, my cock had been rock-hard ever since Faith and I had parted ways an hour earlier. I’d refused to acknowledge it; the virgin would be the one who dealt with my arousal, for it was due to her.

When I’d taken her for the last time in the grotto, I felt like I’d exploded. I’d never come so hard in my life. I spent myself all over her, her cries of ecstasy making my orgasm that much more intense. But as soon as we’d said goodbye, and I’d watched her firm ass swaying away in that damn bikini, I’d gotten another raging hard-on.

I was going to take it out on her. I was going to fuck hersenseless, and then I was going to burn her bikini so that no other man could ever look at her in it.

I cursed as I headed inside the mansion, taking the elevator to the club. I couldn’t burn Faith’s bikini, and I knew it. Tonight was our third and final encounter. Every man in the club could check out her ass and more once I was through with her.

I hated the rule. But I’d written it for this very reason.

Club 444 was for fantasies, not the vagaries of relationships.

My brother Sterling intercepted me in the hall. “Cass, we need to talk.”

“I’m on my way to a meeting,” I said through gritted teeth. If I didn’t get to Faith soon, I was going to get blue balls, for fuck’s sake.

“It’saboutyour meeting. I just need a minute.” Sterling brought me into a side room and closed the door. “One of the members complained this afternoon. He said you made an ass out of him at the pool. He was trying to talk to one of the girls, and you intercepted her.”

“Rhodes was there,” I said, avoiding a direct answer. “What did he say?”

“He said he had a redhead’s tits in his face when you stalked out of the pool area, dragging one of the virgins with you.Andhe said all the members were talking about how you pulled rank and took the girl out from under the other member.” Sterling sighed. “What’s going on? It’s not like you to lose control like that.”

I crossed my arms against my chest. “She’s my virgin.”

Sterling scrutinized me. “The same one from last night? I thought you didn’t like her.”

I shrugged. “I thought I didn’t, either. But when I saw that douche run his hands up her chest, I changed my mind.”

My brother’s shoulders sank. “Listen, I get it. But we can’t act like that with the other members. They have to trust us. They have to trust that it’s safe for them to be here and meet the girls. Otherwise, this is just like any other club, and we’re going to have guys kicking the shit out of each other.”

“I understand.” I straightened my jacket. “I’m on the way to meet the girl right now. It’s our third encounter—our last,” I assured him. “I won’t make that mistake again. You have my word.”

“I’m not worried about it. You never disappoint me, Cass.” Sterling smiled. “Have fun with your virgin.”

“I intend to,” I said again. But again, fun wasn’t the real intention.

I practically ran to the Master Chamber. It was a unique, decadent suite we’d prepared for couples who wanted privacy and an infinite number of sex toys. I wasn’t sure which, if any, I would introduce to Faith tonight. I couldn’t think that far ahead. All I could think about was being inside her, plundering her virginity, and making her come so hard she screamed my name. My virgin would never forget me, how I marked her. I would ruin her for any other man.

When I got to the suite, the door was closed. I knocked. “Come in,” Faith called. Semi-darkness ensconced the room, and the enormous bed with its midnight bedding commanded the center of the room.

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