Jaguars' Reward [Impulse 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Zara Chase Read Free Book Online

hadn’t sensed her arrival.
    “We were too engrossed,” Zayd pheromoned.
    “I guess.”
    “So, what do we do now?”
    Vadim chuckled. “Finish what we started.”
    “With an audience?”
    “Why not? It might throw some light on a few things.”
    “You think she’ll go for it?”
    “One way to find out.”
    “Hey, don’t leave,” Vadim said aloud. “Come join us.”
    “Looks like three would be one too many.”
    “Not embarrassed, are you?” Zayd taunted.
    “I’m not into voyeurism.”
    Zayd blew her a kiss. “You don’t know what you’ve been missing, babe.”
    “Why did you leave your room?” Vadim asked.
    “I…er, I’m not really sure.”
    “Did you remember something?”
    “No.” She turned away from them, then turned right back again, like she was too fascinated by what she’d seen to pretend indifference. “I didn’t realize you guys were gay.”
    “We’re not,” Vadim said. “We swing both ways.”
    “Oh, I see.”
    Vadim watched her debating with herself. She mangled her lower lip between her teeth as her gaze kept coming back to him in his fetish harness.
    “You got some questions you need to ask, honey?”
    “Well, I…” She released her lip and moistened it with the tip of her tongue. “The strap thing you’re wearing. What does it do?”
    “The rings encompass my balls and my cock separately,” he said. “It makes me last longer while Zayd spanks me and then fucks my ass. When he pulls back on the collar it restricts my breathing and heightens the sensations.”
    “Right.” Her cheeks flamed with embarrassment. “I’ll…er, take your word for that.”
    “Don’t suppose you can remember if you’ve ever seen anything like it?”
    “No, I can’t.” She grinned. “And I’m sure I would if I had. It’s not something you see every day, I shouldn’t imagine.”
    “Are you repelled?” Zayd asked.
    “Actually, I’m fascinated.”
    “Shit, she’s definitely the mate for us,” Vadim pheromoned.
    “Down, boy!”
    “Well, if you’re curious,” Zayd said aloud, “you could come give me a hand.”
    “What do I need to do?”
    “Atagirl!” Zayd grinned at her. “Lose the robe for starters. Clothing is surplus to requirement in this room.”
    A slow, uncertain smile invaded her lips. “Evidently.”
    The robe slithered slowly from her shoulders and she stood before them stark naked. Both men inhaled sharply. She was perfection, and then some.
    “My tits are probably too small for you,” she said, glancing at them with uncertainty.
    “They’re perfect,” Zayd said, abandoning Vadim and standing to join her. “Welcome to the party, babe.”
    Vadim watched as his buddy pulled Talia into his arms, bent his head, and kissed her hard and deep. Shit, she had the longest, slimmest legs, and the cutest butt he’d ever seen on a woman. Why, oh why was she sent here if they couldn’t have her? It was the cruelest irony—a living nightmare.
    Zayd’s hands drifted to her butt as he prolonged the kiss and pulled her against his erection. She made cute little needy moans, even while she was still being kissed.
    “You wanna play dress up?” Zayd asked her when he broke the kiss.
    “Er, yes, I guess.”
    Zayd tweaked a nipple and then delved into his drawer full of tricks and held up a leather bra that didn’t have any cups.
    “I think this’ll be perfect for you,” he said.
    “What does it do?”
    “You’ll see.”
    He fitted it onto Talia and stood back to admire his handiwork, sharing a smug grin with Vadim. The bra pushed her tits high and closer together. Vadim could see that her large, dark nipples were rock hard. She was standing close enough for him to also see that juices were trickling down her inner thighs.
    “Vadim enjoys being spanked,” Zayd explained.
    “Doesn’t it hurt?”
    “Yeah,” Vadim answered. “But not for long. The tingling pain turns to pleasure very quickly once you get attuned to it. We’ll teach you how, if you’d