Free Her Mile High Mates [The Hot Millionaires #4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Zara Chase

you always take whatever you want and damn the consequences?”
    “No, darling, I never take, I offer. Tell me no and I’m out of here.”
    “Well.” Her gaze lingered on his erection. It sprang from that curly red hair, so angry and stiff that it almost reached his belly button. She ran her tongue along her lower lip, pretending to consider her options. “I suppose it would be a shame to waste that.”
    “A crying shame,” he said, grinning as he joined her beneath the hot jets of water.
    He stood behind her and finished rubbing the shampoo into her hair. She remained stock-still and let him do it, knowing she’d done the right thing when her nipples tightened almost painfully, her gut roiled in anticipation, and her cunt felt as though it was on fire. His hands left her head, and suds cascaded over them both as the water washed the shampoo away. Capable hands drifted lower, covering her tits and tweaking the nipples as he nibbled at her shoulder from behind.
    “You’re good enough to eat,” he muttered.
    Fabia had momentary doubts as thoughts of Sonia crept past her guard. But not for long. The heady sensation of having her nipples massaged and then tugged through the fingers and teeth of a man who knew precisely how to do it right soon chased all uncertainties from her mind. If she regretted this later, she’d just have to get over it. She simply couldn’t stop now. Desire tumbled through her, pooling in the pit of her stomach, and there was absolutely no way she could maintain her brief attitude of indifference.
    “So eat me.”
    He chuckled and nipped at her earlobe. “Oh, I intend to.”
    His prick pushed against her anus. She wondered if that’s how he wanted to fuck her. Fabia adored taking it up the ass and wouldn’t object if he did. She was powerless to say no to anything he wanted to do to her, simply because she wanted him to do it, she didn’t much care how. Same went for Peyton. The bugger of it was, mad though she ought to be with them both for holding out on her, she couldn’t seem to get enough of them.
    When had she turned into a sex maniac? She’d gone six months without and hadn’t missed it. Now, the moment either of them was anywhere near her, she didn’t seem able to think about anything else. It was just plain ridiculous. She hadn’t even had Clyde yet. He might be a selfish, inept lover. Somehow she doubted that, but it was possible. Even so, she felt safe with them both. Safe and emotionally involved, which was even crazier than wanting them to fuck her. They’d lied to her, for goodness’s sake!
    “You feel that, babe?”
    She sighed and leaned against him so that his erection nudged against her butt even harder. “Yes.”
    “You like it?”
    “Damn it, you know I do.” She turned to face him, aware that her anguish and desperation were probably reflected in her expression. “Don’t make me wait, Clyde. I need to do this.”
    His smile was positively lethal. Even white teeth flashed, as did the glint of anticipation in his green eyes. “Darling, your every wish is my command.”
    But he didn’t immediately do anything. Instead, he dropped his head and kissed her with enough passion to make her head spin and her cunt to throb with even greater need. His hands were now on her ass, pulling her against his erection, rubbing it against her clit until a moan slipped past her lips, even though he was kissing her like crazy.
    “Peyton said you were a greedy little witch.”
    “I need to be fucked,” she whispered, no longer caring how desperate she sounded.
    “Oh, you will be. Tell me what you like.”
    “I like it hard and rough,” she said breathlessly. “The harder and rougher the better. Don’t treat me like I might break.”
    Clyde grinned. “Then you’ve come to the right place. Hard and rough is what I do best.”
    “You talk a good game,” she said, anguish in her tone.
    “Naughty!” He tapped her butt. “I deliver, too. Never doubt it. Lean over with