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Okay, time to change the subject. “There are some things you should know about any shapeshifter with better-than-human scent abilities. I can tell if someone is lying by their scent. I know when you’re happy, sad, pissed.” I looked at Davy. “I can scent the difference between good pain and bad pain.” I looked back to Will. “I can hear people talking several rooms away, and my vision is…” I shrugged. “It’s felt dishonest to know things about you that you had no way of knowing I knew, so it’s good I can finally let you in on that.”

“So, our security people hear more than we realize?” Will asked.

I nodded, and Davy hid his face in Will’s chest.

“Most of the supernatural world is kinky,” I told them. “Not all, but the vast majority. They get the whole power exchange thing because most of them live it for real. As in, I’m stronger than you so you have to do what I say. Like Kirsten said, survival-of-the-fittest reigns supreme.”

“Like with your so-called rehab?” Davy asked.

“Yes. What I couldn’t tell you was that while I was in the room-sized cage, they hit me with water and then touched electricity into it on the concrete floor, so I was shocked anytime I lost my humanity and went back to… what I shift into. Also, horrid music that hurt our ears. It wasn’t just teaching me to hold onto control, but teaching my inner animal to listen to me when I saidnot now. It wasn’t just training me to hold onto control, but training her to work with me.

“It was bad, but it worked, and while I almost didn’t come out the other side because the person who bit me was so strong, now that I’ve learned control, I’m stronger than most of the shifters I come in contact with. Well, obviously not Aaron and Nathan or that caliber, but most of the rest.”

“You aren’t a dragon or bird because they can’t bite people and change them,” Will said. “Something tells me you aren’t a wolf because I got the feeling they’re the most prolific of the shifters, and I guess it makes sense because we all know about werewolves, but who knew about werelions and werebears?”

“So, lion or bear?” Davy asked. “Because I have a feeling she’s something they showed us.

I made my face a blank canvas and let them talk, but thankfully someone knocked on the door, and then four people walked in with huge trays of food they situated on the large dining room table. Our room had the dining area, then some sofas and chairs for a seating area, and then a huge-fucking bed at the back, bigger than Will’s orgy-sized beds. You could fit eight or ten people on this bed, all fucking and going wild, and still have plenty of room.

Kirsten had taken the sofa with her when she left. I wondered where the daybed was, but didn’t mention it.

While we ate, I considered what had been left out of my lovers’ education. Nothing about the Celrau or demons. They hadn’t named either the Concilio or the new Senatus, and—

“I’m thinking about the bikers more and more,” Davy said, interrupting my thoughts. “They always know when someone is lying, and they can hear something you say when they aren’t anywhere near. Also, most of them are gone for three nights every month, about a third of them at a time. I guess I can look on a calendar and see if it’s around the full moon, but I’m guessing it is.”

“If Ghost is a wolf, I guess it isn’t a stretch the rest might be, too,” Will agreed.

They both looked at me, and I shrugged. “One of the biggest rules that Kirsten only barely touched on is that, under normal circumstances, I can tell you my secrets but I can’t tell you anyone else’s secrets. It turns out, I can’t tell you my secrets, and you know a whole lot of other people’s secrets, but I’m still not going to risk telling you someone else’s secrets. If the bikers are supernatural, and if they want you to know, they’ll have to tell you.”

“It feels like they’ll tell me, once I’ve had the oath that binds me,” Davy said. “I hope they tell you too,” he told Will, and then he looked at me. “You’ll know without them telling you?”

I nodded. “I can tell what most people are by scent.”

“Can you telepath, like the vampire?” Will asked.

“Not like him, because he can do it to pretty much anyone who doesn’t have super-strong shields around their brain, but there’s a little blood ceremony thing I can do that will open up those pathways. I won’t do it until you know what I am, though. Also, we should wait until after you’re bound by the oath.” Time to change the subject. I’d never done the blood ceremony thing and didn’t trust myself to get it right. “Kirsten telepathed me before she left to tell me we’re welcome to use anything in thearmoire near the bed, and to leave anything we use out, so it can be properly cleaned before being put away.”

I walked to the armoire, opened it, and grinned at the display of butt plugs, gags, paddles, whips, canes, clamps, and other kinky tools. I pulled a pair of clamps out, tried one on my pinky, hung it on the door because it was too intense for what I wanted right now, and tried another pair.

And then walked to Davy and proceeded to put a clamp on his left nipple, then his right. Will hadn’t put in him a shirt when they’d dressed, probably thinking they were just going to talk to Aaron and Nathan. They were both still barefoot, too.

Davy’s moan told me I’d judged right — intense discomfort without edging into pain just yet, but he’d get there before we took them off.

“Clothes off, Davy,” I told him. “There are wrist and ankle cuffs in the armoire. If Will doesn’t have a preference, choose some you think we’ll like and put them on. I’m going to jump in the shower. Come into the bathroom in a few minutes so you can dry me when I get out. I’m thinking we can get things started with your tongue in my pussy once I’m all clean and dry. If Will hasn’t come up with a game plan after I’ve had a few orgasms, I’m sure I’ll think of something to keep us occupied.”

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Will

Honestly, sex was the last thing on my mind, but Kirsten had seemed to think it important we have sex. Were we somehow obligated to obey the queen of this realm? She’d given it as a suggestion though, hadn’t she? Still, if Micca considered Kirsten a friend, it was probably best to listen to her suggestions.

I had so many questions, but wasn’t sure Micca was going to be able to answer them. If it were up to me, I’d want to get theoath thing out of the way as soon as possible, but it didn’t seem that was my call.

I wanted to talk to Hailey and Ghost, and I wanted to check in with Silver and Animal.

It seems Davy figured out I wasn’t going to tell him which cuffs to put on, because he snapped me out of my reverie when he crossed in front of me, naked and cuffed, to enter the bathroom.

I followed him and stood at the door.