Page 15 of The Devil's Dream

“Have you ever explored, Kitten?” I asked, though I already knew the answer.

She shook her head, but her pupils were dilated, and her breathing shallow. “No, I’ve never...” She blushed again, and I had a feeling I knew exactly what it was that she wasn't saying.

“Would you like to?” I asked, keeping my voice gentle despite the desire raging through me. “With us?”

Her eyes darted between Haze and me, uncertainty warring with desire on her beautiful face.

“Take care of you,” Haze promised her, his deep voice gentler than I'd ever heard it. “Keep you safe.”

“Show you pleasure like you've never known,” I added. “But only if and when you're ready.”

Nova took a shaky breath, her fingers toying with the stem of her wine glass. “I... Okay.”

Thank fuck.

I opened my mouth, but before I could respond, she quickly added, “But I need time. To process all this.”

Pride swelled in my chest at her honesty. My kitten was soft and sweet, but those claws were sharp when she needed them to be.

“Of course,” I assured her, reaching across the table for her hand. “We'll go as slow as you need. No pressure.”

Haze watched silently, taking it all in. He was a man of action; words didn’t mean shit to him. Truth be told, I was surprised he’d said so much tonight.

Nova swallowed hard, and I watched the pulse flutter in her throat. “Can I ask questions? About... about how it would work? With both of you?”

“Always,” I replied. “What do you want to know, kitten?”

She bit her lower lip, gathering courage. “Do you... do you both want to control me?”

Having sweet innocent Nova here, talking about sex, was sexy as hell. “No, Kitten. I'm the only one who likes control. Haze… he has... different tastes.” I swayed my head back and forth trying to find the words to make her understand. “Do you know what a voyeur is?”

Her nose scrunched up adorably. “Like a peeping Tom?”

I burst out laughing. God, she was too fucking cute. “Sorta, but Haze is different. He wants to fuck you, but he gets off watching too.”

Her eyes were big and round, and her cheeks were crimson. So fucking cute. “Oh,” she whispered, understanding dawning in her eyes.

“Exactly.” I brought her hand to my lips, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. “Together, we'll give you everything you need.”

Her tongue swept across her pouty bottom lip. “And what would you expect from me?”

“Trust,” Haze answered immediately. “Honesty.”

“Loyalty,” I added, watching her eyes for a response. Loyalty was everything in this life and the one thing that mattered most to me.

Nova's tongue darted out to wet her lips again. “And if I don't want to do this?”

“Then we don't,” I stated firmly.

She nodded, and I could tell that she was processing everything we’d laid out.

Finally, she looked up, her eyes giving away the decision she’d made. “I want to try.”

“Such a good girl,” I praised, watching her shiver at the words.

“Slow,” Haze added.

When we finally drove her back to the clubhouse, I helped her out of the car and pulled her close.

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