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    Anyone else.
    Viviana allowed the images their words spun to take control. No, she’d gladly ceded control to them. This is what she’d wanted—to surrender to the hands of Masters who could extract her darkest desires. Without judgment.
    “Yes Sirs.”
    “Good girl.” Stryker removed the blanket from her shoulders. “What is your safe word?”
    “Cobra.”
    “Very good.” He helped her stand. Their hot breath danced across her cheeks, one on each side.
    Lance cupped her breasts and thumbed her nipples, flicking until the hard nubs ached. He released his hold. “You are incredibly responsive, Jane. This will please anyone lucky enough to play with you.”
    How many would that be?
    The question burned within her. She chewed on her lower lip.
    “Never be afraid to ask a question, Jane. If we are in high protocol, you will know. For now simply ask. You will never learn if you are too embarrassed or shy to ask what you want to know.”
    “How many men will…” She broke off the question, unsure how to phrase it.
    “For tonight, no more.”
    “For tonight?”
    “We wish to extend your training, Jane. Tonight will not be enough to give you what you truly need.” Stryker ran his hand down her rib cage and rested it at her hip. “You are already aware of that.”
    She’d known with her first climax. There was so much more to experience than she’d anticipated.
    “We wish you to return tomorrow for private sessions.”
    Private sessions were expensive. Like, pay your rent or get a session expensive. She stammered for a response that wouldn’t make her seem pathetic. “I’m honored for the offer, but I’m afraid my budget won’t allow for that.”
    “These will be on the house.” Lance smirked. “We are bored, and you are the most interesting thing to arrive here since Kade snagged Autumn and we dragged her here for him.”
    She was sure that made sense to them, but she had no clue what the hell they were talking about. All she’d processed was “on the house”.
    “Why?”
    “Why what?”
    “Why would you do this for free, with me?”
    “You are a remarkably responsive submissive in need of training. We’d be fools not to be your first,” Stryker whispered. His free hand ran down her neck. Her skin tingled under his touch. “And we’re never fools.”
    “What happens next will determine your readiness for what awaits you, Jane. We will take you into The Brigade. Your hands will be restrained behind you.”
    “You are to follow two feet behind us with your eyes cast downward.” Stryker brought her hands behind her back and locked them to one another. “When we stop you are to kneel with your legs spread so that anyone near can see how needy your beautiful pussy is.”
    She got wetter thinking of what they intended. Her breasts were heavy with need, her pulse raced. Dare she agree to this? What if someone in the club knew her? Or worse, knew her brother? Holy crap, that would suck. Real bad.
    We saw your little sister parading around naked at The Brigade last night.
    “What was that thought, little one?” Stryker’s husky voice rippled through her, a salve for wounds she’d left untended for too long.
    “Nothing.”
    “A submissive must never lie to her Masters.” Lance’s words were soft, but his voice was firm. “A relationship is formed through trust. You must trust us with your innermost thoughts, no matter how hard that might be.”
    Emotion clogged her insides. Her lower lip quivered and she darted her gaze downward. Don’t you dare break down. Don’t you fucking dare. This is what you wanted.
    Yeah, but she hadn’t expected for her insides to get ripped open. She’d expected a little slap and tickle, so to speak. She should have known better. In a way, she’d wanted this. Deep, deep, deep down she’d wanted a man to care enough to demand answers to the tough questions. She’d wanted someone to give a shit about what