Dec's Downfall: (A Brothers of Devil's Comfort Book 5) (Brothers of Devil's Comfort MC) by Brair Lake Read Free Book Online Page A

hold on to the headboard.”
    Whilst Dec is talking to me, he begins to explain what he is going to do. It doesn’t take Dec long to secure my wrists and ankles to the posts of the bed. When I gave a tug on the cloth strips, I discover there’s plenty of give, and I was able to yank on them.
    “This is nothing Ivy. Tonight, I’ll be easy on you, okay?”
    “Fine.”
    The goose bumps on my flesh are becoming rampant, especially when Dec gently brushes the tips of his fingers over my stomach, causing me to breathe in, while I attempt to close my legs, from the heavy pounding of the pulse at my pussy. I yearned to reach out and touch Dec. To run my hands over his body. However, the ropes, which have me bound to the bed, are preventing me.
    “Kiss me Dec.”
    I’m not asking, I’m already begging for his touch. If I was unable to touch him with my fingers, then I could touch him with my lips. The kiss when it finally came started slow. Soft flesh against soft flesh. However, I craved more. I yearned to taste Dec. Starved for the taste of Dec; I opened my mouth and locked onto his lips, thrusting my tongue into the cavern of his mouth. Soon our tongues were dueling for power and dominance. The deeper the kiss became, I began to thrust my hips into the air. I hungered for the pulse at my clit to be put at ease, out of its torment.
    Gradually Dec broke the kiss and I felt bereft without his touch. At the loss of Dec’s embrace, I opened my eyes to find him standing over me. His face became glazed as his eyes swept down the length of my body.
    At the warm caress of his gaze, I shifted my body, lifting my hips up once more. This brought a groan from the biker.
    “Ivy, you need a safe word. Not that I expect you to use it tonight, but you still need one.”
    I was aware what a safe word was. Okay, after the night I had come across Dec and the whore, and intrigued by what I had seen, when I had gone home to do some research.
    My lips were becoming dry with anticipation at what the night was going to bring me. With my tongue, I wet my lips, while searching my brain for a safe word. After discarding several, I finally settled upon one.
    “Pumpkin.”
    I hated pumpkins, the taste and the smell of the orange things, was enough to turn my stomach. This made the perfect choice for me.
    “Okay, Pumpkin it is. Only use the word if you are unhappy with our play. Now think of another safe word. This time, you use the word only if you want our games to end. There’ll be no turning back if you use your safe word. We stop what we are doing. Do you understand? ”
    Unable to answer due to the dryness of my throat, I nod my head. This time the safe word I plan to use comes easily to me.
    “Unicorn.”
    Dec’s chuckle sends another shot of desire smashing through my body, and I feel the cream in my pussy as it begins to gather. Damn, it’ll not be long before I’m ready to cum. Which is unusual for me. Normally it takes plenty of foreplay and a little fantasy in my head. Yet, with Dec, I’m nearly ready to explode just from the look he is giving me.

Chapter 6
    The way Ivy’s spread across the bed sends the blood pounding through my body, causing it to ring in my ears. Ivy is simply beautiful. Occasionally, she gave a tug on the ropes, while her eyes never leave me. My little submissive. It hadn’t been the attraction, which Ivy has been fighting. No, it has been her sexual nature, which has me drawn to her. Deep down, she is aware that I’m the only person capable of giving her what she needs. And that is to lose control.
    Ivy and I still need to talk. Together, we will dispel her fears. To help calm Ivy, I sit beside her on the bed. The towel around my waist, rubs against the flesh of her hip when I shift my body to face her. Tonight I plan to be easy on Ivy. The kind of sex we were about to have, would be vanilla with a little raspberry ripple thrown in to add some tang. The apprehensive shadow in Ivy’s eyes, cries out for me