Demanding Satisfaction [Bride Train 9] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Reece Butler Read Free Book Online

harm you,” he added when she relaxed.
    He wiggled each of her toes, flexing and tugging. She hummed in satisfaction. She heard the rustle of clothing before the flat of her foot touched warm flesh. She tentatively bent her toes. Fine hair caught between them. She peeked, opening her eyes just a bit. His naked chest was darker than her foot, like creamy toffee full of sweet butter.
    He caught her eyes, then lifted her foot and took her big toe into his mouth. Before she could yank back, he bit down. He did it hard enough that she felt the edge of pain, but not beyond. Another shaft of lust slammed between her legs. Her breasts ached, nipples tingling for the touch of her fingers. He rested her foot on his shoulder, picked up her left foot, and began again.
    This time the pain as he released tight muscles drove her arousal even higher. She dug her fingers into the quilt to stop herself from opening her wrapper and touching her breasts through her thin nightgown. He silently took his time relieving the aches that came from being on her feet all day.
    Caught in a sensuous haze, she didn’t notice when Sam grasped her ankles. He slid his hands up her legs to her knees as he stood. She scrambled to pull back, but his strong grip stopped her. He loomed over her, menacing in his power. Muscles on his bare chest flexed as he pulled her toward the edge of the bed. She couldn’t think. Couldn’t speak.
    Her nightgown stayed where it was as her bottom slid forward at his determined tug. Cool air wafted past her hot pussy, now on display. His nostrils flared as he stared at the junction of her thighs. She throbbed, desperate for his touch to bring release. But the feral look on his face gave her second thoughts.
    “Sam,” she began hesitantly.
    “Hush, Sophie.”
    “What are you going to do?” She licked suddenly dry lips.
    “I’m going to kiss and lick and play with that sweet pussy of yours until you come so hard you’ll scream my name.” His eyes almost glowed in the lamplight, like a green-eyed cat. Only he was no pet. Sam was a predator, and she was his prey. Did she want to escape?
    “No,” she whispered. His face hardened, and she realized he’d taken her need for refusal. “I mean, no, don’t stop!”
    “Damn right.”
    Sam tugged once more, this time roughly. Her bottom slid just past the edge of the bed. He placed her feet beside her hips, pushing down and warning her with his eyes to leave them there. She nodded, curling her toes to hold them from slipping off. He grasped her knees, spread them, and stood between, looking at a place no one had ever seen.
    It took a moment, but she realized his intense stare was in eagerness, not disgust. His rough hands slid down her thighs, ever so slowly. She waited, holding her breath, for him to touch her there. But he trailed the backs of his hands either side of her thighs to her belly. She gasped as his light touch drifted above her curls. Barely a touch, then gone.
    He lifted his hands and untied her wrapper. She stared at his eager face. No man had ever seen her breasts, either. Amos left the light on the first night he’d taken her, to make sure he didn’t hurt her, he said. But he’d not lifted her nightgown any higher than needed. After that he only came to her in the dark. He’d never, ever, lifted her nightgown past her belly. Sam opened her wrapper and pressed it back. He gazed down at her frayed nightgown, bunched over her belly. Embarrassment deepened her blush.
    “It’s old, and thin,” she whispered. “Not pretty at all.”
    “Good. I’ll buy you a better one.”
    His eyes darkened. He bared his teeth like a cat about to strike, grasped the low neck in his fists and yanked. Thin cotton ripped as her breasts spilled out. Her nipples and pussy thrilled at his restrained violence.
    Sam’s large, hot hands covered her breasts. He inhaled, eyes wide, and squeezed. She moaned at sensation far greater than when she touched herself. He played with her