Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 79938 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79938 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
He told her not to come.
Meg bit her bottom lip again, harder this time, fighting against that slow slide toward oblivion. She couldn’t help it. It was too good and on the heels of his harsh words, too damn forbidden. Her hands flailing in the cuffs, grasping at air as her knees went out, and then Galen was holding her weight, lifting her to his mouth to get better access.
Oh god, she was going to orgasm.
She writhed, planting her free foot against his shoulder and kicked, wrenching him away from her. He hit the bed and the bastard had a shit-eating grin on his face. He swiped a thumb across his bottom lip. “Good girl.”
He ducked back under her arm and gave her ass a stinging slap. And then he was gone, disappearing after Theo into the bathroom. Several long minutes later, low moans echoed through the space, proof that Galen was as good as his word.
Meg sagged in her cuffs. She closed her eyes, her pussy pulsing in time with her racing heart, her body crying from averted pleasure. She should hate them. She should scream and fight and curse until they let her down so she could suffer the rest of her humiliation in peace.
And yet…
She shivered, the faint sound of flesh meeting flesh coming from the bathroom. Of Galen fucking Theo. She could see it perfectly in her mind, exactly as he’d described. Theo’s hands braced on the wall, Galen’s on Theo. His big cock disappearing into Theo’s ass with each savage thrust. Meg moaned and her hips moved of their own volition, seeking friction, practically humping the air with her need.
The shower turned off.
She opened her eyes as, seconds later, Theo and Galen strode back into the room. Galen took up a nearly identical position as he’d been in when she walked into the room, against the head of the bed, one hand tucked casually behind his head. The only difference was that he was gloriously naked now. Theo moved behind her, a presence she felt even before he stroked his hands over her body, along her sides up to cup her breasts and then back down to her hips, one dipping to explore her pussy. “Poor Meg. Aching and empty and teased until pleasure becomes pain. You’ve suffered admirably, and you followed our Galen’s orders so sweetly.” His thumb brushed her clit and he pressed his body against her back. “Are you ready for your reward, princess?”
9
Theo uncuffed Meg and let the chains dangle back against the bedposts, a visual reminder of where she’d been and where she may be again. Seeing her cuffed there, her body flushed with lust, her eyes on them as he moved in Galen… It had taken every ounce of Theo’s not-inconsiderate willpower not to call the whole thing off and drag her into bed with them. He loved Galen. He enjoyed the hell out of Meg. But the three of them together?
Fucking perfection.
He lifted her hair from her neck and twisted it around his fist. “You didn’t answer me, princess.”
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “I’m ready for my reward.”
He couldn’t keep himself from touching her, running his hands over her tight little body, exploring her in a way he hadn’t been able to since that first night. When they were together in his apartment last week, it had been fast and furious fucking with short periods of exhausted rest in between.
This was different. This was more.
Theo cupped her breasts, enjoying their weight as much as he enjoyed her sharp inhale. “You were so very, very good. I’m prepared to let you choose how you want your reward delivered.”
“Both. I want both of you.”
He grinned at Galen over her shoulder, but his friend had too much control to let his intense expression flicker. He tightened his grip on her hair, pulling her head to the side so he could taste the sensitive spot on her skin. Meg smelled like summer, bright and sunny with a hint of floral.
Like home.
He tamped down on the sorrow the thought brought. In the six months since he’d last been in his country, he’d traveled the world. Nowhere else brought about the same complicated mess of responsibility and love and anger that Thalania created in him. He missed it.
He’d get it back, but that was a fight for tomorrow. Tonight was about Meg and Galen and finally getting them to where he wanted them to be.
Together.
Theo lifted her into his arms. “Okay, princess. You can have both of us.” He moved around the bed and set her on the edge. “Lay against the headboard.”
She scrambled to obey, taking up a spot just off the center, putting herself right next to Galen. Galen responded by rolling onto his side and dragging his big hand down the center of her body, stopping just over her belly button.