“I understand.” Truth be told, talking to strangers isn’t really my greatest strength, anyway.

“If anyone bothers you, I want you to tell me right away. I know you’re powerful, Blair. But it’s my job to handle that type of shit.” I nod my head and he continues. “We will be looking to see if the woman who works there, Paige, is being possessed by Mara. Kas and Asmo are going to be the ones to apprehend her if it is her. We have strict orders to return her unscathed to Hell, so it’s going to be difficult. If it is her, I might need to portal you home quickly. I just need you to be prepared for that.”

“How will you know if she’s possessed?”

“There are a few tells. I wish it was as easy as splashing holy water on a bitch, but it’s not. More than likely, she will be able to sense that we are demons and her demeanor will change.”

“Paige is a human, working at a supernatural sex club?” I ask, confused about how that’s possible.

“No, she’s actually half shifter, of what kind we weren’t able to pin down. It seems like Mara is upping the ante on who she is possessing. That’s why if there’s any inkling of danger of her getting near you, I will be portaling you home.”

“I understand. Stevie mentioned something about Inferno I wanted to mention.” Dax nods his head and kneads my thigh. I lick my lips before speaking. “She said that this club isn’t really tolerant of watchers. If you’re coming to play, you’re expected to play.”

“Kas said something similar. I want to make sure that you’re comfortable, anything you don’t want to do, we won’t. I’ll be color checking with you all night. Green means you’re loving it, yellow means you’re hesitant and red means stop. We can also have a safe word if you would like.”

It’s stupid, but yes, I want a weird safe word. “Planchette,” I say and I watch him grin next to me.

“Planchette it is,” he says, turning the blinker on and getting us on the highway. It’s now that the nerves kick in. “Is there anything you definitely don’t want to do tonight?”

“I don’t want to share, nothing humiliating. I’m interested in more impact play, but tonight I don’t think I want anything other than your hand.” His hold on my thigh tightens and I swear his palm just keeps getting closer to my pussy. “Is there anything off the table for you?”

“Fuck, you’re cute. I also don’t share. As always, I love your sharp tongue, but here, at this place you’re mine and being on good behavior is important.” He glances over at me, giving me a raised eyebrow.

“I can be good.”