Free Duty Bound: Bound and Tied, Book 2 by Myla Jackson Page B

This tough little filly needed even more gentling than he’d originally suspected.
    “I promise to be gentle.”
    “I don’t care. Just do it and get it over with.”
    The stubborn set of her jaw and the words she spat at him made him angry and more determined than ever. “I’ll do it my way, dammit.” He pulled her arms away from her chest and bent to take her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.
    She drew in a sharp breath and let it out slowly but didn’t move, still balanced on her knees, her body rigid.
    Rosalyn moved up beside her friend, her arms circling around KC’s waist, her hands sliding down over the blonde’s belly. “It’ll be all right. You don’t have to be afraid. Making love is a beautiful thing.”
    “I won’t be making love. There is no love involved here. He’ll be fucking me like the animal he is. Plain and simple.”
    Jake’s mouth stilled on her breast and he came up, his face burning with his anger. “I’m trying to make this easier on you. If all you want is for me to fuck you, then have it your way.” He bent her over, forcing her to her hands and knees and parted her legs with his knee. When he positioned himself behind her, ready to ram his rod deep into her pussy, Rosalyn’s calming hand halted him.
    “Don’t.” She shook her head. “Not like this. If you want to fuck the anger out of yourself, take me. Not her. Not like this.”
    KC’s body shook beneath his hands. Jake stared down at her ass bared for his taking. And he wanted her more than anything he’d ever wanted in his life. But he didn’t rape women. Never had and never would. He’d get her to beg for him before he took her.
    “You’re right.” He leaned over her back, his cock nudging her entrance. “I’ll make you want me. Mark my words.”
    “Never,” KC choked out.
    He backed his cock away from her entrance and his thumbs spread her butt cheeks wide. “You’ll be changing your tune soon, honey.” He nudged her legs wider and lay down between them, his hands pulling her hips closer to him until her pussy was within reach of his lips. “You’ll be changing your tune.”

Chapter Six
    KC stiffened as soon as Jake’s tongue made contact with her pussy. Oh sweet Jesus. Her determination to remain unaffected by this callous gambler’s tender treatment unraveled with every flick of his tongue.
    “Oh yes, that’s the way to make her beg.” Rosalyn crawled around to KC’s front and smiled.
    “I thought you were on my side,” KC said through gritted teeth. Every stroke of Jake’s tongue made her body more tense until she thought she would scream.
    Rosalyn reached out and took KC’s hand, guiding it to her own pussy. “I am, honey. You really should learn to relax and let him please you.”
    “I don’t want to be pleased.” KC’s fingers slipped into Rosalyn’s channel, much like Jake’s tongue thrust in and out of her own.
    “Oh yes you do. Just like I want you to please me.” Rosalyn’s head tipped back, her breasts jutting forward. “Just like last night. Make me scream.”
    Jake’s hands brushed over KC’s bottom, parting the cheeks and tracing a line down to her asshole.
    Her hand stilled on Rosalyn’s pussy as Jake’s finger pushed gently against the tight ring.
    “Wh-what are you doing?”
    “He’s fucking your asshole with his finger, KC.” Rosalyn cupped KC’s hand, shoving it into her pussy. “Don’t stop now, I’m on fire for you.”
    KC twirled her fingers in the juices of Rosalyn’s pussy, shoving her fingers in, liking that she made her friend all warm and wet.
    When Jake’s tongue moved to that little nubbin of pleasure, KC almost catapulted forward with the burst of sensations.
    Rosalyn smiled, guiding KC’s fingers to her own clit. “Ride it, honey.”
    “Oh my God, Jake!” Her head fell back, her other hand rising to cup her breast as her body took over, bunching into a tight spring ready to…to release into a fiery explosion.
    KC shook with the