Jonah shook his hand. “Nice to meet you.”
“Damon,” the tall man said. He didn’t offer his hand.
Ez rolled his eyes when neither of the men on the sofa spoke. “That’s Finley,” he said, pointing out the man who’d winked, “And Rafe.”
Rafe let out a little huff, and Jonah bit the inside of his cheek. “Sorry, I... I think I’m missing something.”
“Finley, would you...?”
Finley grinned and reached under the table, pulling out a large box. He set it down and when the lid clicked open, Jonah’s eyes went wide.
“Holy shit.”
Ez chuckled. Jonah felt all of their gazes on him again, a prickle of awareness over his skin as he looked at the dildos inside the case.
They were, at a glance, all far larger than average. One had a bulge at the base of it, another had thick ridges that made Jonah’s mouth water.
“I want you to test these, Jonah,” Ez said, and Jonah raised an eyebrow.
“I’m assuming I can’t take these home with me.”
“I’m afraid not. It was in the...”
“NDA, sure.” Jonah bit his cheek again, then flicked his gaze around the room. The others were still watching him, but the air felt charged.
“There’s something else.”
Jonah looked at Ez. He gave Jonah a wan smile. “It would have been easier if you had read the contract fully.”
“Yeah, I’m getting that. What is it?”
Ez opened his mouth, then closed it again. Jonah got the feeling he wasn’t the kind of person who usually found himself at a loss for words.
“He wants you to do a comparison,” Finley said, resting his elbows on his thighs. He glanced up at Jonah. His eyes were amber, and his gaze told Jonah he knew what Jonah was thinking. “What? You don’t think he came up with these ideas on the fly, do you?”
“I – What?”
Finley grinned. His teeth flashed sharp, almost like fangs. “Poor old Ez modelled the designs on us, but he’s not sure he got them right. He’s not sure a human would enjoy themanyway, even though we’ve all assured him they would. So, we needed... a tester.”
“You seemed quite interested,” Torin said. He perched on the arm of the sofa closest to Finley and his eyes raked over Jonah. “Are you not?”
“Wait a minute.” Jonah held his hands up, shaking his head. “So, you’re saying that... what? You’re not human? And that to test these products, I need to what, fuck you first?”
“Well...Befucked,” Finley said. He was smirking, just a little. “That’s kinda the point.”
“Finley,” Ez said, with a sigh.
Jonah’s gaze flicked from one man to the next. They were watching him expectantly – like they expected him to turn and run out of there.
He grinned. “Oh, hell yeah. I’m in.”
Chapter Three
It was a gratifying thing to say, just to see the looks of surprise on all five of the men’s faces. Well, all four. Finley was still smirking, and his eyes looked almost darker, gaze never wavering.
“Uh, well, if you’re sure...” Ez said.
Jonah raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t I just sign a contract saying I’d agree to it?”
