Sex Me Up (16 page)

Sex Me Up

“And Lucan, I want you to make sure the privacy safeguards and sound-shielding are in place. We don’t want anyone to overhear her screams of frustration when we spend the next two hours denying her a climax for her disobedience.”

“Wh—what?” she asked raising her head. She watched them dubiously, unsure if she could trust these two strange men to tie her down—even if it was one of her fondest fantasies. Her gaze followed Luc as he rummaged through her closet. Her face burned with mortification when he reached up, brought the box down, and found her toys.

“Oh, Dare, you should see what our mate has stored in this box!”

Please, Goddess, just let a hole open up and swallow
me.
She pushed back, trying to sink further into the mattress beneath Dare.

He just looked down at her and grinned. “Bring them with you. They may come in handy.”

“These sure will,” Luc said, amidst the muffled chink of cloth-covered metal. “How could she have known to prepare for such an eventuality?”

Luc grinned at her. “She must be psychic,” he said, as he held up two sets of padded restraints and a pair of long silken scarves.

Jaynee squeezed her eyes shut.
Please, Lady
Goddess, I beg you, strike me dead now. I can’t take any
more of this embarrassment.

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Tianna Xander – Bonnie Rose Leigh

Dare leaned down to lick the underside of her breast. She fisted her hands in the sheets and stiffened up, refusing to make it easy for them to bind her.

“I don’t want—” She sucked in her breath when he took her nipple into his mouth and bit down gently.

“I can’t—” She gasped when Luc suckled the other into the warmth of his mouth.

The restraints fell to the mattress obviously forgotten and she relaxed. Two warm mouths pulled erotically on her breasts. Her insides melted, turned to mush, as they both worshipped her body. Two large, male hands splayed over her stomach and caressed her thighs. Her whole body quivered as they suckled and laved at her breasts. At last she was able to trust them, to relax into their loving. She reached up and thrust her fingers through their hair, each hand savoring the silky softness of a different length, different texture. They reached up and, trailing their fingers along her sensitized flesh, tangled their fingers with hers. It felt right, this loving, this closeness. If someone had told her a day ago she would submit to a loving such as this, she would have thought them mad. Nothing in her life had ever felt so right, so good.

It wasn’t until the restraints closed around her wrists that she realized what they were up to. 32