Blake, Abby - Maya's Masters [Viper's Dungeon 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Free

widely, enjoying her simple, platonic touch way more than he probably should. It was true that he hadn’t had a woman in his bed for a long time, but it didn’t quite explain his off-the-chart reactions to this one.
    “How do you have your coffee?”
    It took a moment for the words to make sense, but he finally found a part of his brain that was still working and answered, “Strong, sweet, and black.”
    “SEALs,” she said affectionately with a roll of her eyes. She grinned impishly and turned to Viper. “I’ll get you your usual—decaf caramel latte with extra cream.”
    Viper roared with laughter, but simply settled his big frame into a comfortable-looking sofa and pulled Bianca onto his lap. She curled into his embrace and closed her eyes. Cam watched the woman for a moment and nodded slightly in approval. It seemed that whatever was making Bianca sad, Viper wasn’t the problem.
    Unsure what to do with himself, Cam lowered into a chair and tried not to wince at the familiar pain pulling at his knee. It was damned frustrating, the ache almost mocking him for the years of peak physical fitness that he’d taken for granted.
    He ground his teeth together and tried to ignore the fact that he only had himself to blame for tonight’s stiffness. He’d ignored his physiotherapist’s advice once again and overdone things. If he played by the rules, his leg didn’t ache.
    The trouble was he’d never been much for playing by the rules.

    * * * *

    Maya watched Cam try not to react to the pain in his knee. She’d recognized him as a SEAL the moment she laid eyes on him. Being raised a Navy brat and surrounded by men like him all her life made it easy to spot them. Although, she suspected by the cane that he carried and the slightly lost look in his eyes that he was no longer on the active duty roster.
    She poured two black coffees, sweetened them the way both Cam and Viper liked, and carried them, and two cappuccinos with extra chocolate for her and Bianca, back into the main area of the closed restaurant.
    She served the coffees and took a seat opposite Cam. It was probably a silly move—she’d vowed never to get entangled with a military man again—but she couldn’t quite keep her distance from this one. There was something intriguing about him. He called to her in ways only one man had done since her divorce.
    Unfortunately, Viper had a way of reminding her exactly who that man was.
    “Derek sends his regards.” Viper said the words with a knowing grin, almost as if he could see into her mind and pluck out her most intimate thoughts.
    Cam’s gaze bounced between her and Viper. It was obvious he wanted to know what was between her and Derek, but Cam was polite enough to mind his own business. Unfortunately, the same couldn’t be said for Viper.
    “I still think you should drop by the club to see him.”
    “Ah, no,” she said, trying not to shudder. Derek’s specialty at Viper’s Dungeon was to flog naked women with strips of leather until they screamed in orgasm. It might have been one of Maya’s secret fantasies, but that didn’t mean she wanted it to be a reality. She’d never told anyone about her curiosity, but it seemed that both Viper and Derek had noticed something about her that she’d thought she kept well hidden.
    Viper gave her that assessing look that he did so well, nodded once, and then changed the subject. Fortunately, he turned the conversation to Cam’s recent discharge from the Navy SEAL teams.
    Maya watched Cam grimace as the inevitable question was asked.
    “So, what are you going to do now?”
    “I have absolutely no idea,” he said with what seemed to be a casual, but expertly feigned, shrug. “But I guess I’ll figure that out when I get home.”
    “Where’s home?” Maya asked, feeling a strange sense of loss. She’d only just met the man. It shouldn’t matter to her where he went or what he did now, but somehow she couldn’t rein in her curiosity.
    “About a