Inked (Tattoos and Leather) by Jaymie Holland Read Free Book Online Page B

another flash of agony across her left cheek.
    Sean was spanking her with one of the crops!
    Her ass burned everywhere he popped her…again, again, and again. Megan swore and tried to kick free, but she had no chance against Nick’s firm grip. She didn’t even manage to move the big dildo closest to her face.
    “You can stop this any time,” Nick reminded her, a note of teasing in his tone. “Just say the word if you can’t take it.”
    Sean popped her twice more, then stopped the torture, letting her ass burn and throb in the cool air whispering across the Spirits stage.
    I’m on display.
    I just got spanked, and my ass is in the air, and I’m on a stage.
    God, it burned. It hurt. But…
    Megan ground her teeth.
    It didn’t hurt beyond bearing. It didn’t even reach the can’t-stand-it level.
    Nick shifted his grip, holding her with one hand, and then she felt his fingers trace across the burning patches on her ass. Sean touched her too, right where he had spanked her, and the sensation loosened her grip on reality.
    They stroked her ass without saying a word for a moment, and then Sean murmured, “You’ll feel pleasure when we give it to you, and only then. Do you understand?”
    Megan lay on the table, her cheek pressed against the fabric of the tablecloth.
    His fingers slid around her cheeks and plunged lower, brushing against her swollen, throbbing core. She moaned without wanting to as he stroked between her thighs, the unbelievable pleasure blending with the fire from the spanking until she couldn’t form a single thought.
    “My brother asked you a question,” Nick said into her ear, his deep voice sending ripples of pleasure down her spine. “Don’t touch yourself without our permission. Do you understand?”
    Unicorn! Megan’s brain screamed.
    But what came out of her mouth was, “Yes, sir.”
    For a few long, torturous seconds, Nick and Sean didn’t say a word. Then one of them pulled her off the table and spun her around to face them.
    They just stared at Megan until her heart hammered twice as hard. She felt like prey, fixed in the gaze of two bloodthirsty wolves.
    I can handle this. It’s just sex .
    With two totally dominant men who could shatter her world.
    This was her dream. It was her absolute fantasy.
    Relax.
    Enjoy.
    Unicorn!
    Sean swept her into his arms so fast she lost her breath. She fought on instinct, pushing against him, but he was made of muscle, maybe rock. He kissed her so hard her lips ached, accepting no resistance, exerting his absolute physical power over her. Megan moaned, and Sean thrust his tongue into her mouth, fisting his hands in her hair, directing her head, her every movement.
    Megan kissed him back dizzily, darting her tongue against his. Her hands pressed against the silk of his shirt, the firm warmth of his chest. When the muscles flexed, she shuddered with anticipation. Heat flowed between them, and she couldn’t stop moaning into his possessive mouth.
    Then he bit her lower lip.
    Megan cried out from the sharp pain, then moaned again as it swept into a sweet, aching pleasure. Before she could get her wits back, Sean spun her around and shoved her into Nick’s arms. Nick kissed her hard, making the bite ache in the most perfect way. He gripped her hair like Sean had done, tugging it hard enough to make her eyes water.
    When he finally pulled away and broke the connection, her mouth felt sweetly bruised and wet, and she couldn’t get a full breath. It was impossible to look anywhere but at Nick’s handsome features, his possessive expression—and those eyes. My God.
    “You’re ours for the night,” Sean said, the husky rumble of his voice making her whole body ache. “You’ll do exactly what we tell you to do, when we tell you to do it.”
    Instinct almost drove Megan to tell him to go to hell, but Nick was holding her too tightly, too close. His fist clenched her hair, and he kept her face toward his, never taking those unbelievable eyes off of