Page 83 of His Perfect Poison


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“Oh fuck,” he snarls. “Fuck me.” He glides his hand up and down his cock faster and faster. Finally, he explodes, letting his cum rain down over my chest. He did this last time; it’s his favorite.

“Fuck me.” His tone turns reverent as he slides his hand through his release, coating my chest with it. He rubs it in like it’s lotion.

He keeps petting me for a while. He even rubs a balm on my poor, overstimulated sex.

“What’s in that?” I ask and he shows me the container. It smells faintly floral, like rosewater. The main ingredients are probably lanolin, paraffin, and a petroleum derivative but also some herbs.

“My brother Atticus makes it. He works his subs pretty hard.”

I’ve heard that name before. “Atticus is in Fraternitas?”

“Yes. And a member of Club Empire. It’s a sex club St. James owns.”

“Sex club?”

“Yes.” He fixes the bed and lies down, pulling me on top of him. He doesn’t allow me free rein to touch him, but he seems to love this. He sighs deeply as my weight settles on him.

Honey told me a bit about Club Empire. I want to ask all the questions. “Are you a member of the sex club?”

“Yes.”

“Can we go?”

He just smiles. I pout at him, and he chuckles. “Of course. Why do you think I’m training you?”

“Hmm. So you’re going to train me to be good for you, then you’ll take me to the sex club to show me off.”

“Yes.”

I should be happy. I am happy. This is what I wanted: more chances to gather intel about Fraternitas.

But why does my stomach twist, knowing he’s training me because he thinks of me as a pet, not an equal? It’s not like I actually want to lose myself in being his sub. Why do I want to pretend it’s real?

“Who is St. James?” I ask.

“Another one of my brothers. You met him and the Devil that day we came to sign the contract with your father.”

“He’s in charge.”

“The Devil’s in charge. St. James is the power behind the throne.”

I file this away. There’s so much I don’t know and so much I need to know.

Kaiser strokes my forehead, smoothing out the lines there. He smirks like he knows my brain is working overtime, but otherwise, he has a contented look on his face. I smile to myself, knowing I did that. I put that look on his face.

“I met Jaeger today.”

“I know. You’d like his woman, Elodie. She’s in college, too. Taking classes at NRU.”

“Really? Can I meet her?”

“Soon.”

Yay! “Are you and your brother close?”

“Yes. Growing up, we had to be. He had my back and I had his.”

“And now? He said you live near each other.”