“You want to offer him a new slave.”
“Exactly,” Rory said to Shade. “I can say she failed with me and needs a stronger Master.”
“You’re downplaying your own mastery over her, and it’ll build his self-esteem that you’re willing to trust him to do what you couldn’t do.”
“Yes. The problem is, he won’t let us in the door unless I come with a woman. You’ll also have to rethink your game plan. If I take a woman in there, I won’t leave without her, so you have to make your plan of attack while we’re still inside. It actually works out better. Incog will be more focused on what we’re doing instead of what is going on outside.”
“Killyama would be the best choice because of her background,” Viper said.
“Fuck no,” Train spoke out. “She’s pregnant.”
“If you had let me finish. I was just getting ready to say that. Evie would be another good choice—she’s been in the military and can handle herself. But that would be a no-go once King heard what it would entail, and we can’t ask regardless; she has kids.”
Shade came up with another option. “I can ask Hammer if he knows anyone we could use as bait.”
“You don’t have to. I’ll do it.”
Chapter Eleven
“No,” Reaper and Viper spoke simultaneously.
“I’ll ask Hammer,” Viper stated irrevocably.
Jewell stood, unwilling to take no for an answer. “If Rory is going to bait him, he needs to do it as soon as possible. That means today. Unless Hammer has someone willing to step up in the next hour, what other choice do you have?”
Centering her argument on Shade, Jewell sought to convince him. The thought of Elizabeth being at the mercy of a Dominant who caused pain had her determined to do anything she could to help. She hadn’t been able to do a fucking thing to help Reaper, but Elizabeth, she could.
“I can do this, Shade. You know I can.”
“Shade?” Viper asked, seeking his enforcer’s opinion.
Instead of answering, Shade posed his own to her, “You sure you want to do this?”
“I can take anything he dishes out.” Jewell ignored Rory’s stare as she made the claim.
“That’s my hesitation.”
“Shade, please let me.”
“She’s right; we don’t have much choice. And truthfully, I trust Jewell to use her judgment to protect Elizabeth and herself if things go haywire. She can get out of any chokehold or ropes placed on her.”
“Ideally, I would prefer to use a sub I’m familiar with. However, I want to give Incog an incentive to invite us to his place. Neither Geena nor Nora will provide that incentive.” Rory had been talking back and forth with the brothers before his gaze stopped on her. “If you’re sure you want to go with, Jewell, we should start getting prepared. I have my equipment in my car.”
“You can use the room you stayed in last night,” Shade suggested.
“Works for me.” Rory began maneuvering through the brothers. “How much longer will the others be in the house?”
“Another hour,” Shade told him. “After everyone eats, our wives and us normally return to our houses. The rest of the club usually spend the night partying. They won’t disturb you. Hammer and Jonas can monitor the live stream, and if you’re able to get Incog to invite you, we can set our plans as the best way to get you all out.”
Viper moved to stand in front of her. “Are you sure you want to do this? It’ll be real.”
“I said I was. You know me, Viper; I don’t have a shy bone in my body. I want to help Elizabeth.”
Viper didn’t look happy, and when he moved away, Jewell saw that Reaper wasn’t, either. Yet, unlike his brother, he kept his distance.
“If everyone is on the same playing field, I’ll go get my things.”
“I’ll go get changed. Any suggestions?” she asked Rory before he could leave as the rest of the brothers filed out.
She moved to her closet and opened the door. “Take your pick.” She then stood to the side as Rory entered her walk-in closet and saw the vast amount of clothes hanging on the racks.
Rory’s hand hovered over the clothes without touching them until he came to a cream leather bodysuit. Taking the hanger off the rack, he handed it to her. “This will do.” His eyes went to the pink leather BDSM belt and cuffs, harnesses of the same color that fit around the waist and thighs. She had the same equipment in red, blue, and black, each held from a hook on the wall. “Are these for dress-up or use?”
“Depends on who I’m fucking.” Jewell made no secret she enjoyed BDSM, but she was picky over which Dom she was with. Her sexual preferences were Shade, Lucky, and Moon. The fun times she’d had with Shade and Lucky were over once they had fallen in love with Lily and Willa, though. Moon was just as good, yet neither of them wanted to extend their play to anything other than fulfilling their needs.