Early afternoon, Jonah stretched and paced around the room. He glanced at the door. Ez had told him he could explore the building, so what better time was there for it? After all, he’d already finished most of what he’d planned for the day, and maybe taking a look around would inspire some other ideas.
Jonah wandered the rest of the floor he was on, finding nothing that interesting. He knew the others had rooms further up the building, and Jonah’s stomach twisted when he thought of wandering up there. Were they all in the building now? Were they waiting for him to come to them?
Had they all heard him with Damon the night before?
Jonah’s worries didn’t matter. As he turned to go downstairs and check out the offices there, Finley appeared before him, a grin stretching his handsome face.
“Jonah,” he purred, eyes moving over him slowly.
“Finley.”
Although none of them had sent Jonah a message in between his night with Ez and his first day working here, Finley had been the most persistent before that. Jonah hadn’t minded one bit. He was… creative, and his texts had helped Jonah get off more than once.
“How are you finding the place?” Finley waved a hand as if encompassing the entire building. “Had a chance to look around?”
“Not yet.”
“Then let me give you a tour.” Finley’s grin turned wicked. “I know just where to start.”
He started walking down the stairs and Jonah followed without hesitation. He was surprised when they swept past Ez’s office and went deeper into the building, then down more stairs Jonah was certain he wouldn’t have found without Finley’s help.
“You know, before you came along, Ez had us test all his toys,” Finley said conversationally, throwing an arm around Jonah’s shoulders. “Well, it was a lot more me or Torin than Rafe and Damon, but we all had a go.”
The stairs opened into a corridor with a set of double doors at the end. The lighting was dimmer down here, but Jonah saw the keypad next to the door and frowned as Finley entered the code. The doors beeped.
“Finley, what—” The doors opened, and Jonah gasped.
Every toySensual Desireshad ever offered was on display in here, and a lot more besides. Jonah had never been in a sexdungeon before – he wasn’t quite sure how he’d find one – but he thought this might just be what he was stepping into.
The toys lined the walls, along with collars and gags, riding crops and paddles and, fuck, anything Jonah could think of. He turned in a slow circle, taking in the padded benches, the chairs, everything, he supposed, a person could need to absolutelyruinsomeone else.
Finley chuckled in his ear, his hands landing on Jonah’s shoulders. “Like what you see?”
“This can’t… Ez…”
“Oh, most of this is just his personal collection,” Finley said. “He needed the inspiration.” Jonah got the feeling he wasn’t just talking about the equipment.
He turned his head, looking up into Finley’s face. “All of you…?”
“Our incubus is very clever. He needed to seeexactlyhow everything worked.” He chuckled and leaned in, his lips running the length of Jonah’s throat.
“You all… didn’t mind?”
Finley snorted. “Mind? Getting worked over by an incubus is good enough anyway; never mind one as thorough as Ez can be. Playing with each other was just the icing on top of the cake.”
Jonah leaned back against him. Finley’s arms slid around his waist, one pushing his shirt up to splay across his abs. “What about me?”
“They weren’t lying to you, Jonah. None of us were. It’s like you were made for us.Allof us.”
Jonah whimpered. He felt it too, this connection to all of them that he couldn’t quite explain. But when Finley saidall of them…
“What do you want to try out?” Finley asked, voice low and urgent. His teeth scraped down the side of Jonah’s throat. “You can try anything in here.”
“Really?”
“Sure.” Finley nipped Jonah’s jaw. “Ez will be fine with it. Hell, you’ll probably end up picking out the stuff he reallylovedto use on us, I’m sure.”
At the mention of Ez’s name, Jonah went still. He chewed the inside of his cheek and Finley’s touches turned more gentle.
