Page 82 of Killer Kiss

I grinned at Bliss. “It’s because he’s so pretty.”

Augie cleared his throat. “It’s because I’m a stripper.”

Bliss blinked in recognition. “Oh! You’re Augie! I was trying to work out why you were so familiar. You look like Banjo!”

“You know my brother?” Augie asked. He shifted his weight side to side. “Does he…he comes here?”

Bliss laughed. “You look about as horrified as I’m sure Scythe was just a minute ago. They don’t come here on party nights, but we’ve had them around for drinks. We did get stormed in once…”

Yeah, I didn’t really want to know about my brother and sister-in-law getting stormed in at a sex club with a bunch of their friends. Lord only knew what had happened that night. I doubted it was PG.

Bliss clapped. “Anyway! Check in any coats or jackets here. You’re probably a bit overdressed for the crowd inside, but everyone is welcome to wear whatever they’re comfortable with in here, so when you’re ready, just make your way on in. Everything is complimentary for the two of you. On us.” She squeezed my hand. “I’m so glad you came. And that you’re staying in town and not going back to Spain.” She rubbed her hand over her belly. “This baby needs family around her.”

I swallowed thickly at the unspoken words that echoed around my head. Fawn should be here. She’d be so thrilled if she knew Scythe and Vincent were having a baby. Bliss was so much like her. Soft and gentle with none of my hard edges. I couldn’t imagine Bliss and I ever being really close, but her and Fawn? They could be besties.

I wasn’t exactly sure how I felt about being at a sex party for hours in nothing but the lingerie I’d put on earlier that evening, but if this was where Eddie’s brother hung out, then this was where I was going to be.

And this coat really was overkill. With so many bodies in one space, it was hot.

The sharp intake of breath from Augie when I dropped my coat and revealed the black lingerie beneath was just a bonus.

“You are not fucking walking around wearing that,” he growled.

I glanced over my shoulder at him and grinned. “I don’t believe I gave you a say in what I wear or where I wear it. If you don’t like it, you can leave, you know. I didn’t want you here in the first place.”

He slipped his hand around mine possessively, a scowl on his face like a black thundercloud. I doubted any man would even glance in my direction.

The only one I wanted was him anyway.

Just the touch of his fingers wrapped around mine sent tingles through my entire body, that only increased when we moved into the club and wandered around the performance cages, stepping around women and men on their knees or people laid out on beds and couches.

I swallowed hard, watching one woman on all fours, howling in pleasure as men surrounded her, fucking her holes, tweaking her nipples, tonguing her skin.

Lucky bitch.

Wetness pooled at my core, my pussy starting up a dull throb I ignored because I was here to work. Not for pleasure.

But Bliss smiled at me as she passed and pressed something into my hand.

I stared down at the little gold key in my palm. “What’s this?”

But she just winked at me. “You look like you might need it.” Her gaze flickered to Augie and the desperate clutch he had on my fingers. “You both do.”

I glanced over at him, ready to ask if he knew what the key was about, but his expression stopped me.

There was so much heat in his gaze it practically burned me alive.

He turned away and cleared his throat, shaking his head. “This was such a fucking bad idea.”

“Because seeing me in lingerie is so awful?”

His gaze snapped up to meet mine. “Because seeing you in lingerie only makes me want to take it off you. Because being here in this room full of men who are all staring at you like you’re a feast and they’re starving is killing me. Because my dick is so fucking hard whenever you’re around that all I can think about is sinking it inside your sweet, wet pussy and fucking you until you scream.”

My mouth went dry at his words and the intention to carry them out in his expression.

I wanted it. Everything he’d said and so much more.

He crowded me in, desperate, blocking my view of the rest of the club. “Stop fucking looking at me like that, Lia, or I swear, you’ll be naked and on my cock in front of every person in this room before you can blink.”

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