For the Bond (Romantic Suspense) (Beyond Blood, #3) by Nora Flite Read Free Book Online

own. Kicking her shoes and pants aside in a hurry, she swayed over to me. It was magnificent, I had an angle that let me see her curved thighs and appetizing cunt.
    Crooking a finger at her, my smile bloomed. I pumped the base of my cock, a motion erotic enough that she visibly trembled. “What are you waiting for?” I asked, riveted by her plump, parted lips.
    Hesitating, the dark-haired beauty—that bold woman—she looked me over and smiled. “I was enjoying the view. Committing this to memory.”
    I faltered, heat and lust falling aside at her compliment. That was what she wanted, her eyes drawing me deep as they glimmered. Dammit, she was proud of that line. The number of cheap and clever shots was tallying up.
    There were two thoughts in me. One warred with the other, tooth and nail. Marina's mind is fantastic... she surprises me constantly. And the other... She's capable of surprising me.
    That's extremely dangerous.
    It wasn't a calming realization. It flew away as she bent over me, knees coming on each side of my hips. Marina straddled me in that forest, her pussy hovering right over my swollen cock. She wanted to dip down and fill herself. Instead, I gripped her hips, freezing her in place.
    Her confusion was clear, but Kite kneeling behind her turned that furrowed brow into something else. “Both of you?” she asked, twisting to balk at him. “At—at the same time?”
    In the low lights, Kite's grin was sharp. “It's our second-place prize. This belongs to us.”
    The fierce side of her came through, even if her legs were shaking. “I'm not a prize.”
    “Yes,” I said, cupping her neck and pulling her down. Our noses touched, and I knew she would see the specters in my gaze. “You are a prize, our prize.” Sliding the underside of my dick over her pussy, I felt her hot breath tickle me. “Right now—in this moment—we own you, Marina Fidel. Every part of you is ours... and if you don't believe me?” Controlling her decent, I guided only the tip of my length inside of her. That mewl went to my core. “Deny it. Push away, try to leave.”
    Letting her go, I gave Marina an option. I was inside of her, glorifying in her wet heat. If she wanted to escape and avoid our desires, she could. Nothing held her down but the gravity of her lust.
    Staring at me in disbelief, her eyes slowly narrowed. Her chest rose rapidly, stealing her composure. “You're impossible,” she said, clenching her teeth.
    I grinned, but my stoic expression was turning to dust. Even just this much, being inside of her hugging walls was addicting.
    Heaving out a whistle of air in frustration, Marina pushed herself down my length and gasped. The war was done. She'd conceded to being our prize.
    Holding her steady, I caressed her back and tilted her towards me. Over her head, I caught Kite's eye. My nod was tiny.
    Bending low, he spread her ass with one hand. The other rubbed his shaft over her tight hole, gently pressing beyond her ring of muscle. I could feel the pressure of her being stretched, the two of us struggling to share the warmth of her body.
    “Fuck!” she shouted, tensing in my arms.
    Wrapping my fist in her hair, I murmured straight into her ear canal. “Calm down, just try to relax.”
    She laughed, a manic noise. “Calm down? You're both about to tear me in two—god! Fucking hell, that's...” Quivering, her slick cunt clamped down on me. Groaning, I let my eyes flutter, the agony of holding still giving me a migraine.
    I wanted to pound into her violently. I loved her screams, loved how she shivered and panted. But she needed to adjust to what we were doing. I knew she could, Marina was stronger than anyone I knew.
    Grunting, Kite stopped rocking into her. It was clear he was as deep as he could go. “You're so tight,” he said. “Fuck... just fuck. Are you okay?”
    “Yeah,” she moaned, sitting up slowly. Rich skin, high-speed curves, I was gazing up at a painting. Something meant to decorate the