Chapter Two
Jonah followed Ez out of his office. The building was almost oppressively silent. They couldn’t do all the work here, surely. There had to be a warehouse, a factory off somewhere else, especially if they were making their own prototypes and keeping things that secretive.
Ez glanced back only once as if he wasn’t sure Jonah would follow. Jonah was right on his heels. He was ridiculously eager to get his hands on whatever Ez had been working on.
He followed Ez into a new room without hesitating, but then paused on the threshold when he saw what was inside. There was a coffee table in the centre, and shelves lined the walls, featuring all the different Sensual Playthings products, as well as those from some of their competitors.
That wasn’t what had made Jonah pause.
There was also a low sofa that had two men sitting on it. Another man was standing over by the window, and another was perusing the shelves.
They’d all turned to look at him when Ez had walked in.
They were all absolutely gorgeous.
Ez cleared his throat and Jonah’s eyes snapped to him. He felt himself blush and shook his head, taking another step into the room. Why did it feel like walking into the den of some creature that was bound to eat him?
“Jonah, I’m excited for you to meet some of the men who have been essential to my work on this new line of products.”
“Oh?”
One of the men on the sofa gave Jonah a cheeky wink when their eyes met. Jonah looked away.
“Yes,” Ez said. He gave all four of the men a hard look, and the two who had been drifting at the periphery of the room came toward the centre.
The one who’d been standing by the window was ridiculously tall, with shoulders to die for.
He had a septum piercing, and watched Jonah with dark, narrowed eyes.
The other was only a few inches taller than Jonah’s five-ten. His eyes were a startling blue, and his smile was easy as he proffered a hand for Jonah to shake. “I’m Torin.” His voice was light, musical.
Jonah shook his hand. “Nice to meet you.”
“Damon,” the tall man said. He didn’t offer his hand.
Ez rolled his eyes when neither of the men on the sofa spoke. “That’s Finley,” he said, pointing out the man who’d winked, “And Rafe.”
Rafe let out a little huff, and Jonah bit the inside of his cheek. “Sorry, I... I think I’m missing something.”
“Finley, would you...?”
Finley grinned and reached under the table, pulling out a large box. He set it down and when the lid clicked open, Jonah’s eyes went wide.
“Holy shit.”
Ez chuckled. Jonah felt all of their gazes on him again, a prickle of awareness over his skin as he looked at the dildos inside the case.
They were, at a glance, all far larger than average. One had a bulge at the base of it, another had thick ridges that made Jonah’s mouth water.
“I want you to test these, Jonah,” Ez said, and Jonah raised an eyebrow.
“I’m assuming I can’t take these home with me.”
“I’m afraid not. It was in the...”
“NDA, sure.” Jonah bit his cheek again, then flicked his gaze around the room. The others were still watching him, but the air felt charged.
“There’s something else.”
Jonah looked at Ez. He gave Jonah a wan smile. “It would have been easier if you had read the contract fully.”
“Yeah, I’m getting that. What is it?”
Ez opened his mouth, then closed it again. Jonah got the feeling he wasn’t the kind of person who usually found himself at a loss for words.
“He wants you to do a comparison,” Finley said, resting his elbows on his thighs. He glanced up at Jonah. His eyes were amber, and his gaze told Jonah he knew what Jonah was thinking. “What? You don’t think he came up with these ideas on the fly, do you?”
“I – What?”
Finley grinned. His teeth flashed sharp, almost like fangs. “Poor old Ez modelled the designs on us, but he’s not sure he got them right. He’s not sure a human would enjoy them anyway, even though we’ve all assured him they would. So, we needed... a tester.”
“You seemed quite interested,” Torin said. He perched on the arm of the sofa closest to Finley and his eyes raked over Jonah. “Are you not?”
“Wait a minute.” Jonah held his hands up, shaking his head. “So, you’re saying that... what? You’re not human? And that to test these products, I need to what, fuck you first?”
“Well... Be fucked,” Finley said. He was smirking, just a little. “That’s kinda the point.”
“Finley,” Ez said, with a sigh.
Jonah’s gaze flicked from one man to the next. They were watching him expectantly – like they expected him to turn and run out of there.
He grinned. “Oh, hell yeah. I’m in.”