Entwined (Iron Bulls MC #3) by Phoenyx Slaughter Read Free Book Online

of me. The way he sees me makes everything right.
    “Will you take your shirt off?”
    One corner of his mouth lifts. “You wanna see me?”
    “Yes, please.”
    My tongue slides over my bottom lip as his fingers curl into the hem of his shirt, slowly lifting it over his head. I reach out, then hesitate.
    “Touch me, baby girl.”
    He shuffles closer to the bed so I can trace my fingers over the hard ridges and lines of his abs, up his chest where he captures my hands, bringing them to his mouth. “Love the way you look at me.”
    I’m not sure what to say, so I wait while he kisses the backs of my hands. “What do you want, Karina?”
    “I want to come.”
    “How?”
    “However you want me to.”
    He ducks his head and mutters a few curses. “Get on all fours.”
    I turn and scramble into the position he asked. Shiver as he runs his hand over my bare inner thigh. “This is cute, but I’m gonna strip you now.”
    “Okay,” I mumble into the cool sheets beneath my cheek.
    There’s a tug and the clicking of the cheap zipper. He works the skirt down and I lift one leg after another so he can take if off.
    Rough fingers pull my thigh-highs back into position and he cracks his palm against my ass. “Perfect. Go lie on your tummy in the middle of the bed. I’ll be right back.”
    Anticipation flutters in my stomach as I position myself the way he asked. I keep my eyes closed, but sense him pulling the blinds closed. By the sounds, I think he leaves the bedroom for a second. A few drawers open and close, then his hand skims over my ass.
    “Lift up.”
    He slides a towel under me and I squirm from the rush of excitement, wondering what evil things he’s planning to do. There’s the rustle of his jeans hitting the floor. The bed dips, his leg brushes up against my sensitized skin. Warm, silky liquid dribbles over my lower back and ass. His hands press into my flesh, rubbing in the oil. With aching slowness he works lower, kneading my ass with firm, slow strokes.
    “How do you feel, Karina?”
    “Excited.”
    His low chuckle ripples over me. “Not scared?”
    “No.” Scared? Nope. His fascination with my ass thrills me. It’s a small bit of power I seem to hold over Dante. The way he can’t get enough of me and wants to own every part of my body. Maybe it’s wrong, but I love it.
    “I’ve been neglecting your ass, baby girl.”
    “I know.” I bury my face into the sheets, muffling my giggles. Dante slaps my ass—hard—and my giggles turn to moans.
    “Filthy little bitch,” he murmurs.
    I wiggle my ass in response, making him laugh. “You like when I play with your ass?”
    His hand slaps my cheeks again when I don’t respond fast enough. “Yes, Daddy.” He groans and I love the sound. Love his laughter, too. Dante’s always so controlled and severe. Knowing I crack through his hard exterior, it’s the ultimate compliment.
    He returns to rubbing my lower back and ass, slowly opening and teasing me. His finger slides down between my cheeks. Barely a whisper at first. He taps my hip. “Arch your ass up.”
    Wetness gathers between my legs. It’s a good thing he laid down a towel first. He groans and grips my ass harder, spreading me wider.
    “Oh!” I jump, startled when his tongue flicks over my pussy lips.
    His hold tightens. “Stay,” he growls. He nibbles and kisses my inner thighs, then runs his tongue flat over my ass. I gasp and almost come from the forbidden sensation. He slides one finger in my pussy and brushes his thumb over my clit. “You like my fingers in your tight little pussy, don’t you?”
    “God, yes.”
    He works in another finger, lazily pumping in and out. It feels incredible, but it’s not enough to make me come and I whine in frustration.
    I get a slap on my pussy, making me jump and moan at the same time.
    “Calm yourself, you horny little slut. I plan to take my time with you.”
    “Oh, fuck. Dante, I want it so bad. Please.” I buck my hips against his hand,