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I lifted the small cuff—something like a smart watch—from the large dining table set for two, and Astraeya put my suitcase down in the doorway of the bedroom.
The door to "downstairs" was tucked behind the vintage aqua fridge, and my heart thumped in my chest as Astraeya had me use my thumbprint again to open it. There was a light on below, but it was only enough to see by, enough to see the stone walls and bare floors. I stepped down slowly, watching the slow reveal of a long leather bench waiting in the bare room, a wall of paddles and floggers, and an enormous floor-to-ceiling mirror.
"More like what you were expecting?" Astraeya teased from behind me.
My mouth was dry now, so I swallowed again as we reached the end of the stairs.
"Good, we aim to please. But wait, there's more!" She stepped to my left, and I twisted to see a dark doorway behind the stairs. There was no light on inside, but I moved slowly closer, waiting for my eyes to adjust until finally I saw a glint of metal ahead of me, hanging from the ceiling.
Astraeya waited by the bench as I stepped inside the dark room, my arm outstretched. Metal clinked as I found the chains, my breath rushing in and out of my lips as if I'd been running, fingertips sliding into cold links.
"Your partner has your brief. He knows everything you're interested in and everything you're not willing to do. He'll start slow, take cues from you, ask questions, that sort of thing. It's totally up to you where you'd like to be when you meet him. It can be upstairs at the door, in the bed, or down here," Astraeya said, her voice so deceivingly simple, as if there weren't an enormous world of options, scenarios, mysteries in what she was saying.
"When does he get here?" I asked, a tremor in the words.
"Ten minutes. Do you have any questions, Sonya? Anything you need from me?"
I needed to know what would happen next. Would I enjoy myself? Did my fantasies only make me wet and wanting when they were safely tucked away in my head? Was I strong enough to go through with this?
Astraeya couldn't answer any of those questions. I wrapped my fingers around the chains and turned slowly. There was more in this room, more I couldn't see in the dark. It seemed to go on endlessly. And there in the doorway was the little blue smart screen, waiting if I needed help, or if I was too scared.
"No, I'm ready," I said to Astraeya, forgiving myself for not really sounding so.
She smiled at me and nodded. "I'll leave you alone. You know how to reach us. And, Sonya…have fun."
CHAPTER 3
Khell'ar
I waited under the shade of one of the great old oaks in the woods, staring at the front door of the cottage. I'd watched Astraeya arrive with the woman—average height for a human female, with bright gold hair. A new client booking me for five days was surprising, if not strange, and I expected her to look more…prepared. There was no rule of thumb on what kind of person wanted an orc to hunt and ravish and fuck them until they couldn't stand. The lusty ones came in all appearances.
Still, the little cotton sundress, peachy pink against sun-flushed skin, was refreshing.
Astraeya, our succubus client relations manager, appeared in the doorway again, and I found myself somewhat surprised not to see the young woman—Sonya—with her. I stepped out from the shade of the oak, and Astraeya's eyes found mine immediately, a slight smirk on her lips as I bounded through the trees. She met me partway, out of view of the cottage windows.
"Is she really as new as her file says?" I asked.
"Nice to see you too, Khell," Astraeya quipped, glancing back at the cottage over her shoulder with a puzzled smile. "And…yes, she is."
I nodded, bracing myself. "I'll tread lightly."
I was more patient and less inclined to follow mating urges than most of my kind and almost always assigned to the new ones. They spooked easily, and not all of them wanted to go through with their full requests. And those were the ones who booked me for a night, not nearly a week.
"Good. I like her, though," Astraeya said, her eyes narrowing at me, sizing me up. "She was very enthusiastic in her arousal gauges."
I'd seen the report. If the numbers were accurate, this human had the sexual appetite of an orc. But even so, they would be no guarantee of what she liked in person.
"I left her downstairs," Astraeya said.
I nodded and shrugged. "I'll find her." Even from outside the cottage, I could still catch a little tart whiff of her from the car.
"Khell…be careful with her," Astraeya said.
I frowned at the succubus. "I'm not Rezzik. I know not to scare the new ones."
Astraeya rolled her eyes. "I mean, yes, good, but… Look, if I'm right about her, you won't need to be careful for her sake. She's ready. She's practically orc bait. So just…"
Ah. I snorted and ground my jaw, my tusk pressing into my upper lip. "I've worked for MSA for eight years, Ast. I haven't mated a client yet. I won't start now."
