I stepped back, gesturing for Jade to enter first, watching the burgundy silk slide over her curves as she moved past me into the dimly lit space. The thread between us pulled taut with anticipation, humming with desire and possibility.
"Welcome," I said as I followed her in, the door sliding closed behind us with a soft click of privacy engaged, "to my favorite room in Leon's club."
Her answering smile was equal parts nervous excitement and absolute trust—a combination that made my demon side rumble with approval. I reached for the control panel beside the door, my eyes never leaving hers as my finger hovered over the button that would transform our private space into a display for carefully selected observers.
"Shall we begin?" I asked, already knowing her answer from the way the thread between us pulsed with eager consent.
Her "yes" was all I needed to hear.
Chapter eight
On Display
Jade
The private viewing room was nothing like I'd expected. A platform bed dominated the center, surrounded by sleek furnishings that managed to be both elegant and obviously designed for sex. I ran my fingertips along the edge of a velvet chaise positioned beside the bed. One entire wall was smooth and dark, clearly the viewing panel Magnur had mentioned. Currently closed, it revealed nothing of the club beyond, but I knew that could change with the touch of a button.
"The controls are here," Magnur said behind me, he gestured to a sleek panel set into the wall near the entrance. "WE can't see them but they can see us."
I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. "How many people could watch us?"
"As many or as few as you want," he replied, moving closer until I could feel the heat of his massive frame at my back. "Wecould open the panel to the main floor, or limit it to a select few. Or keep it closed entirely, if you change your mind."
"I haven't changed my mind," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
Magnur's hands settled on my shoulders, his touch gentle as he turned me to face him.
"Tell me what you want, Jade," he said. "Exactly what you want."
"I don't want you to be nice to me," I said, the words tumbling out before I could second-guess them. "I want you to fuck me senseless. I want you to use me like you own me."
My cheeks burned at my own boldness, but I didn't look away from his gaze.
"I want to forget everything but how you feel inside me," I continued, emboldened by the way his breathing had quickened.
Magnur's expression transformed at my words. His lips curved into a smile that was all teeth and promise, his hands tightening on my shoulders.
"So the little human wants to be claimed," he said. "Wants to be marked as mine for all to see."
I nodded, unable to speak as he leaned down, bringing his face level with mine.
"Then who am I to deny you?" he whispered, his breath hot against my ear.
He moved away so suddenly I nearly stumbled, crossing to the control panel.
"You should know," he said as his fingers hovered over the controls, "once I start, I won't stop until we're both satisfied. No matter who's watching. No matter how much you beg."
The warning sent another rush of heat between my thighs. "I understand."
"Good girl," he purred.
He pressed a sequence of buttons, and a soft chime sounded in the room. "I've set it to open in two minutes. Just enough time for anticipation to build." His smile widened, showing just a hint of too-sharp teeth. "Both for us and for them."
My breath caught as I glanced toward the still-opaque wall. In less than two minutes, it would transform from barrier to window. Strangers would watch as this beautiful monster took me apart piece by piece.
"Who will see us?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
"I've selected a private audience," he replied, moving toward me with the slow, measured pace of a predator approaching cornered prey. "No more than a dozen. Most of them non-human. The kind who appreciate a good show."
