The Trouble with Virgins (Daughters of Venus 2)

“Well…okay,” he said as he waved goodbye to his buddies.

I pulled him right past Lauren while scanning the crowd to see if either of my husbands was out among them. They weren’t. They’d be at home, probably resting and waiting for their night with me.

“Jess, what’s going on?” he asked.

He pulled his arm away from me and stopped walking. I turned to him and grabbed his face in my hand, digging my nails slightly into his cheeks. He grimaced.

“I’m going to do something tonight that has never been done. But I don’t fucking care. I’m going to set a new standard for Doves.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means, if you want me, I’m yours. Tonight.”

He grinned. A little too excitedly. He had no idea what I had in store.

“There are s

tipulations,” I warned him.

“Whatever you want, my Dove.”

“I’m going to hold you to that because you will be tested tonight. It is going to be different and you might not like it but it’s what you will need to do if you want to wake up tomorrow morning as one of my fellows.”

“Anything.”

“Good.”

I barged through my front door with Kent in tow. I could hear Dominic in the kitchen and assumed Pike was probably in his room. We went to mine. I closed the door, purposely leaving it unlocked.

“Stand right here at the foot of the bed,” I said.

Kent did as he was told. I was still seething. Alé’s denial was eating me up. I hated it. I hated him. I hated Lauren. I hated the entire Dove, except maybe three men.

“Take off your clothes,” I said.

“Like all the way naked again?” he asked.

I whipped my head around and sneered at him. I must have looked terrifying because he immediately yanked his shirt over his shoulders and threw it onto the bed. His pants came down quickly, his big cock already hard. I loved that about Kent. He was always ready.

“Perfect,” I said. “Now stand there and don’t move.”

I reached between my mattress and the box spring and found my riding crop. I placed it on the nightstand. I reached into the top drawer and found my pink vibrator. I set it next to the crop. I fished out a blindfold, handcuffs, a bottle of lube, and the ball gag.

Kent’s eyes went wide. He was terrified and I had to stifle my urge to giggle.

“Don’t move,” I warned Kent.

I went to my door, opened it up, and called out. “Dominic! Pike! Can you please come to my room?”

“Wait, what the fuck are you doing?” Kent asked, all nervous, as he covered his cock with his hands.

“Put your hands on your hips and take pride in yourself,” I told him. “Stand there like the young stud you are.”

“They’re gonna fucking kill me!”

“My Dove,” I reminded him.

“They’re gonna fucking kill me, my Dove!”