Free Their Soul Mate [The Hot Millionaires #5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Zara Chase Page A

because I haven’t even started with you yet. You have to learn to be patient.”
    He rasped his tongue over first one sensitised nipple and then the other. Justine wanted to grasp the breast he was attending to and push it harder into his mouth but she knew better than to be proactive.
    “Bite it, Cody,” she said, squirming. “I need you to bite it.”
    His teeth sank into the soft flesh surrounding her nipple. Justine clenched her fists and dug her nails into her palms, waiting for the pleasure to consume her. Why had she gone so long without this sort of treatment? Why hadn’t she ever suggested to Jason that they…
    “Do it again. Mark me, Cody,” she begged, squirming against him. “Make me feel like I belong to you.”
    His teeth sank into her again and Justine cried out. This was the most sensual, most uninhibited sex she’d ever had, and something told her that Cody and Zac hadn’t really started with her yet.
    As though sensing her desperation, Cody lifted his head from her breast and tugged on the chain that attached the clamps. Her body went into spasm and she screamed.
    “Cody, I—”
    “Lie on the rug.”
    At last!
    Justine did as he asked, squirming against the soft sheepskin, feeling abandoned and slightly wicked. She watched Cody as he produced fluffy restraints from the same cupboard that the clamps had been in. These guys were certainly prepared for all eventualities.
    “Arms above your head.”
    Justine lifted her arms and Cody fixed them to the brass fender rail.
    “Now twist around, get on your knees, and give me access to that cute butt.”
    Finally, I get to be spanked.
    The restraints swivelled as she moved. Justine barely had time to get used to the new position before it went dark. Cody had blindfolded her, causing her excitement level to escalate. Long fingers tickled her pussy as the press studs on her gusset popped free. She widened her legs a little, figuring he’d like a better view. Cody didn’t say a word, but one hand tapped her buttocks, as though in warning. Then it slapped them, hard enough to force her forward and for her arms to give way.
    “Get up.”
    She struggled to do so, so excited, so turned-on, that she could feel juices flowing freely down her thighs. This time he hit her with something other than his hand. A paddle was her guess—a pimpled one that stung her skin with such exquisite pain that she almost came then and there. The next time he brought it down on her, she felt the plug being pushed farther into her butt. Just as suddenly, it was no longer there. She felt his fingers delving, and it slipped out with a soft plopping sound and a gush of liquid.
    Cody’s weight settled behind her, and she felt his cock running down the crack in her ass. Her tits dangled beneath her body with the clamps still in place. His hands closed over them and she heard him growl his appreciation.
    “Your tits are absolutely the best,” he murmured as he gave the chain another tug. “You ready to be fucked?”
    “More than ready,” she said breathlessly.
    Justine heard the sound of a packet being ripped open—a condom presumably—and felt lube being rubbed over her ass. It was hardly necessary. She was so wet she’d probably ruin their expensive rug. With his hands once again on her tits, Cody eased the tip of his cock into her backside. They both moaned as it sank in, stretching her, but not painfully.
    “Okay?”
    “Fine. Don’t treat me gently, Cody. Let me feel you fill me.”
    “You have no idea how well I intend to fill you.” His voice was rich and earthy. “I just adore your ass, Justine. I’ve wanted to fuck it ever since you moved in and wiggled at me every day.”
    She gasped. “I did not—”
    He chuckled. “Perhaps I was just hoping.”
    He eased his way in a little more, and she greedily pushed back to meet him, too excited to remain passive. His cock was thick, thank goodness, and felt wonderful as it forced its way into her narrow channel.