Blake, Abby - Emma's Education [Viper's Dungeon 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Abby Blake Read Free Book Online Page B

worked together, she would’ve assumed a much closer acquaintance. “What about you? What do you do when you’re not out partying?”
    She practically snorted at the party-girl image. She was about as far away from a party girl as a person could get. In fact, last night she would’ve been happy to stay home with a grilled cheese sandwich and a good book. But then she never would’ve met Logan or Jace.
    “I’m a secretary.” She was more than that, but it didn’t really seem important at the moment. “Why would Greg do that?” It had been preying on her mind. If someone had suggested last week that her ex was capable of such things, she would’ve laughed at them. But now, with the smelly evidence of a disturbed mind still fresh in her memory, Emma was feeling more than a little off kilter.
    “Ironically, I think it’s a territorial thing.”
    “You’re kidding?” It would’ve made sense, perhaps, if the man had sported four legs and a tail, but it was pretty bizarre behavior for a human.
    “Did you have sex with him on that bed?” Emma swallowed hard. She wasn’t used to recounting her sexual experiences so casually. Hell, she never was one to kiss and tell. “I can read the answer in your eyes, little one.” Logan leaned over and touched her face with the calloused tips of his fingers. “I suspect that Greg sees that bed as somehow belonging to him—maybe representing something special between you two that he doesn’t want you to share with someone else.”
    “I suppose,” Emma answered slowly. Hell, it made about as much sense as any other theory.
    “Hopefully that’ll be the end of it.” Emma sure hoped he was right. It was her first experience with this sort of thing, and she really didn’t like the fear it stirred in her.
    “I don’t understand why he left my bag and wallet on the entry table, but then took time to destroy the bedroom.” Logan had sifted through the entire bag searching for anything that Greg may have added. Logan had been quite professional about it, but Emma had blushed at almost every item that he’d found. She really needed to clean that out. Who knew she could accumulate so much junk in one handbag? But it seemed that once Greg had gotten into her apartment, he’d forgotten all about her purse. Thank goodness for small favors. She didn’t like the idea of having to cancel her credit cards or trying to replace her driver’s license. “I guess that means I need to put ‘buy a new bed’ on my to-do list this week.”
    “Among other things,” Logan murmured cryptically.
    She wanted to ask what he meant, but the warm hand resting on her leg slowly moved higher up her thigh, and she was suddenly acutely aware of her lack of underwear. She’d intended to get changed, but considering the state of the bedroom, it hadn’t been an option. She inhaled sharply, trying to calm down. Her breasts tingled, her nipples beading as Logan watched her, his intent gaze never leaving her face.
    His hand slid higher, massaging the material of her jeans against the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs. Lightly, his hand skimmed over her crotch, the touch barely there, but oh, so exciting. Embarrassment heated her cheeks, and her gaze darted around the crowded diner.
    “Look at me.” Logan’s tone was deep and authoritative, and she didn’t even consider not obeying his order. “Good girl,” he whispered as he leaned close to her ear. His hand slid higher, gliding over her rapidly swelling clit. Her breathing hitched, her focus suddenly turning inward. The sound of the people dining around them blurred and blended into a distant, indistinct background noise.
    “Logan,” she whimpered as his soft touch turned her insides to mush.
    “Shhh, little one, I’ll take care of you.” She nodded her head, so needy she didn’t care where they were. How could this be happening? Last night at the club had been almost like another world, a place removed from real life. But they were in