Page 58 of Devil's Riches

“Yes, I’m sure. I want to do this. I just keep worrying that they’ll figure out why we’re really here after we make it in,” I said, hands trembling on my lap. “If they do, they’ll release the tape.”

Nate lay a hand on my thigh. “If it happens, it happens,” he said stoically. “We’ll deal with it.”

He didn’t say anything beyond that, but his hand remained on my leg, warm and comforting.

As the minutes marched by, I started to relax. The more I thought about it, the more I realized the Mayfair owners couldn’t possibly figure out our real reason for joining. All we were going to do was explore the different bars and nightclubs like every other member. It wouldn’t look strange or suspicious.

Maybe you should even try to have fun with it,a little voice whispered in the back of my mind. When in Rome, right? Besides, how often are you going to get the chance to sleep with two hot men at once?

Truth be told, a threesome had always been a recurring fantasy of mine. I just never thought it would happen… at least, not like this.

A hot, tingly feeling appeared between my legs as I pictured a stranger’s hands roaming all over my body while Nate’s tongue slid between my thighs.

I squirmed on the sofa, biting my bottom lip, and Nate glanced at me again. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked, brows knitting with concern.

I felt a flush creep up my neck. “Yes.”

Before I could say anything else, the door opened and Victoria appeared with a clipboard in her arms. “Sorry about the wait,” she said with a breezy smile. “I’m happy to report that you’re both in perfect health.”

I returned her smile. “That’s great.”

She took a seat on the opposite sofa. “Once our prospective members have reached this stage, we ask them to sign a non-disclosure agreement,” she said, placing the clipboard on the coffee table along with two pens. “Anything that happens beyond this point is off-limits for discussion outside the Mayfair, even if you choose to leave five minutes from now.”

“We understand,” Nate said, reaching for the clipboard.

We read and signed the NDA forms. Victoria took them and nodded with satisfaction as she looked over them. Then she turned her attention back to us, head cocked slightly to one side.

“The final stage often comes as quite a shock to our applicants,” she said. “I admit, it’s rather unorthodox, but we find it to be an effective method to weed out those who aren’t serious about joining us here at the Mayfair. It’s an entertainment center at its heart, so we look for people who truly want to have fun in this environment. People with open minds.”

Nate lifted a palm. “We actually know what the final part of the application involves,” he said. “So you don’t need to explain it to us.”

Victoria’s brows rose. “You already know?”

“Yes. My mother told us about it.” Nate leaned forward with a conspiratorial look on his face. “I know she wasn’t meant to do that, because we aren’t members yet, but she’s never cared about rules.”

Victoria looked taken aback. “Oh. I see. What are your thoughts on it?”

“We’re fine with it.”

“You don’t want to take some time to think about it? Most people take a few minutes,” she said with wide eyes. We’d clearly caught her off guard.

“We’ve already thought about it,” Nate replied. “We think it sounds great.”

“We want to expand our horizons, remember?” I added, arching a brow. “So why not start with this?”

A slow smile spread across Victoria’s face, and she leaned forward. “I probably shouldn’t say this, but I have a feeling you two will fit in very well with certain parts of the club,” she said.

Nate returned her smile with a devilish one of his own. “Glad to hear it.”

“If you’ll just give me a minute, I can call in the candidates.” Victoria rose to her feet and left the room.

When she returned, six very attractive people were with her—three women and three men. We stood to greet them.

“So, you know how it works,” Victoria said, making the new arrivals line up. “Which way do you want to go?”

“We want to do it together,” Nate said, taking my hand.

“Very well. Make your pick.”

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