Page 51 of Midnight Whispers

His gaze skirts around my face, as if he’s really trying to see how comfortable I am with it. “If you seriously want that, there’s more you should know.”

My breath catches in my throat. I get the feeling that this is the part he was most nervous to tell me. “Okay…” Is he going to finally tell me he was engaged? Oh shit, he didn’t take Maude down there, did he?

“I like to share my partners.” He stills, bringing his thumb to his mouth, waiting for my reaction.

“You want me to have sex with another man? A woman?”

He nods.

God, why does the idea of performing with someone else for his pleasure turn me on so much? I love performing for him. When he’s at T&T’s, I get off seeing his shadow in that booth. What would it be like to have him watch me have sex with someone?

“I can be perfectly satisfied keeping things how they are.” He squeezes my shoulders, his eyes imploring. “If it’s not something you’re into, that’s fine. It’s not something we have to explore.”

His eyes look genuine, which makes me want to say yes even more than I already do.

“Nero, that’s something that I’d like to try.”

His eyes light up like the sky on a beautiful summer day. “Really?” I nod, and he palms the back of my head, dragging me in for a kiss. Before our kiss progresses to something more, he pulls away and rests his forehead on mine. “There’s one more thing.”

I lean back to meet his gaze. “What more could there be?”

“Everyone wears masks. There’s a whole system I’ll explain later, but what you need to know about is the initiation.”

I swallow. “Tell me.”

“Everyone has to do it. There are no exceptions.”

“Nero, just tell me.” My voice grows firmer.

“You’ll have to be unmasked, and you’ll have to do whatever I tell you in front of everyone. The whole thing will be recorded to use as leverage if you ever tried to use your knowledge of the club for your own gain or told anyone about it. It’s why my dad started the club in the first place—so he’d have something to lord over all the other one-percenters. That, and intel. There’s a lot that goes down in that club besides just sex. People talk, divulge things they shouldn’t.”

My hand goes to my stomach. “Okay, I can do that.”

He cups my face and lowers himself so our eyes are level with each other. “Are you sure?”

“I am. Nero, I want to do this.”

“Okay, then. Next Saturday, you’ll be initiated in the Ritual Room.” His lids grow heavy, and I know he’s thinking about what might happen down there, as am I.

I press my thighs together, then a thought suddenly occurs to me. “Will Anabelle and Rapsody be down there?”

He nods. “Yeah. Asher and Anabelle keep things pretty private, but Kol and Rapsody have been known to put on a show. Though he’d rip off anyone’s hand who tried to touch her.”

“Will that be weird?” For the first time since this conversation started, I feel unsure of my decision.

He shrugs. “Only if we make it weird. Is it weird when you’re naked in front of Lisa at T&T’s?”

Good point. I shake my head.

“There you go. Speaking of…”

“What?”

He drops his hands from my face and steps back. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to talk to you about, but I didn’t know how to bring it up. Since we’re laying it all out tonight, maybe this is a good time.”

I nod for him to go on.

“I don’t want you to work there anymore. I can’t be there to watch you twenty-four-seven, even though you know I’d like to be.” When I open my mouth to protest, he plows right on. “What if Freddie shows up there? He might be there for Lisa, but he saw you at the motel and might take it out on you.”

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