Springer, Jan - Be My Dream Tonight [The Desperadoes 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Free Page A

pushed her back against that rock surface. Bending his head, he took her mouth in a furious kiss that told her she should make no mistake that he was about to fuck her again. Thinking she belonged to him and the rest of the gang sent a shaft of pleasure deep inside his bones.
    He splayed his hands onto her waist, and she in turn curled her arms around his neck, dragging him deeper into the intoxicating kiss. He thrust into her wet vagina, his cock sliding in so deep, he swore he’d never been so far inside of her. He groaned as her vaginal muscles tightened around his shaft and sucked in a hot breath at the taut feel of her satiny, damp pussy muscles clenching his cock.
    For a split second, a warning snapped through his mind. A warning that told him he’d forgotten something, but the sexy noises of her continued moans and whimpers snatched the warning away. He became lost in those erotic sounds she made. He answered with his groans, his primal side telling her she belonged to him at this moment. Not anyone else. Just him.
    She arched herself against him, her hips gyrating, her pussy clenching tighter as she moved in such a sensual rhythm that he couldn’t stop his thrusting even if he’d wanted to. And he didn’t want to. She was so damn lovely. His awareness of her was too damned good.
    He felt heady. Drunk on those carnal sounds she made. He thrust harder and lost himself in the arousal. He strained to get further inside of her and thrust deeper. He felt her pussy clench and heard her cry out as she exploded.
    In a painful lightning-quick discharge, he released himself into her.
    Yeah, she belongs to you now , some devilish voice echoed in the back of his mind as he spilled his seed.
    She will belong to you. Forever.

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    Eve winced as her sensitive nipples chafed painfully against the tight clothing she wore. Not for a moment did she regret the unprotected sex with Kayne. After their sex session, he’d been unusually silent as they’d sat together on a nearby boulder and he’d shared his rations of hardtack with her for breakfast. She’d wanted to ask him why he was so quiet but thought better of it. The last thing she wanted was to be a nosy woman.
    If something were on his mind, then he’d have to open up and tell her about it. His quietness had continued again after Maddox showed up to take over lookout duty for Kayne. Maddox hadn’t commented on finding Eve with Kayne. Hadn’t said anything about her being wrapped in nothing but a blanket either. Or that her neck had one mother of a hickey on it, if the heated sore area she felt were an indication.
    It was normal for her to be shared. However, she noticed Maddox was tensed up, too, probably thinking about the all-night ride ahead of them.
    After saying their good-byes, Kayne and she had trudged up the rocky trail back to the seclusion of their camp hidden in the craggy pine trees to find Riley awake and cracking eggs onto a skillet placed over a small, virtually smokeless campfire. When he’d seen them arriving with her attire, he’d grinned like a Cheshire cat, commenting on how good she looked in a blanket and boots and one gorgeous hickey.
    Riley enjoyed sex, and he’d told her many times that if he had his way, he’d be fucking her twenty-four-seven. And she always joked back, if she had her way, she’d want him to do just that.
    To further her teasing, she’d given him a quick peek at her body, flashing her blanket open at him and closing it again. She wondered if he’d noticed her red, swollen nipples. If he did, he didn’t comment. She liked the look of arousal that flared in his dark brown eyes whenever he looked at her. Liked it even more when he slapped some extra butter onto the skillet and cracked a couple more eggs for her. Kayne’s hardtack had taken away her hunger, but with the scent of sizzling bacon and eggs sifting through the air, she’d suddenly felt famished.
    She was just as hungry hours later as she waited at the