Free Zurlo, Michele - Riley [Daughters of Circe 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Michele Zurlo

Caiden’s silky locks. The entire dream felt too real to not have happened. At last, she met his gaze. “Soren, I wasn’t dreaming about you. I’m sorry.”
    He stroked a hand down her spine, and a thoughtful frown creased his brow. After several passes, he nodded. “Honey, I don’t expect to occupy your every thought. It’s okay if you dream about other men, but I do prefer you don’t tell me about it.”
    The guilt she hadn’t felt the night before finally made an appearance. She hadn’t meant to hurt him. This was the kind of conversation she needed to have with Torrey. Her sister might understand that she wanted to know why it seemed so real. Riley’s hand had come up to rest against his chest when he rolled her. She used it now to put some distance between them.
    Soren grunted, but he didn’t allow her to move away. “I’m not mad at you, Riley. I’m not even jealous.”
    “You shouldn’t be,” she said. “I didn’t intend to make you jealous.” She recalled thinking he might have liked to participate.
    Understanding glinted from his teal eyes. “It was the man you saw in the kitchen last night, wasn’t it? Caiden?”
    “He was real.” She whispered, knowing he would point out the obvious. He had watched her dream the sex. “He knew you. He seemed very pleased I had found you.”
    He smoothed her hair away from her temple. “I know being with me is hard for you. It’s going to take you some time to fully accept your feelings for me. I’m not going anywhere, no matter how many men you dream about fucking.”
    Riley dropped her gaze. She studied the smooth planes of his chest, amazed that such a hairy beast could shift into someone who didn’t even have a light sprinkling of hair until just below his navel. In her dream, Caiden had made love to her. He had been dominating and demanding, but love permeated his every move and blazed from his eyes.
    With the curve of his finger, he lifted her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. “You’re mine, Riley. Deep down, you know that. There’s nothing you can say that will tear me from your side, but this insistence of having other lovers, even dream lovers, needs to be something you keep to yourself.”
    He lifted her leg, draping it over his hip. The tip of his morning erection poked at her folds. The wetness there grew, and her pussy clenched in anticipation. From the satisfied smile lifting the corners of his mouth, she knew he scented exactly how much she wanted him.
    Defiant, she glared at him. “He’s your lover, too. Just wait, because the next time you fall asleep, he’ll come to you. Then you can tell me just how real it is to feel him sucking on your cock or fucking your ass.”
    All humor fled from Soren’s face. He growled and rolled them both, pinning her to the mattress with his body and his hands. “If I were to have sex with a man, I would be the one fucking his ass.”
    The image of Soren thrusting into Caiden, both of their faces twisted with pleasure and love, nearly sent Riley over the edge. She moistened her lips and tried not to think about the thick erection pressed along the length of her thigh. If he let her move, she could spread her legs and take him inside her.
    Just thinking about it made her want to have the two of them together. Caiden and Soren were both skilled lovers. Together, their combined skills would keep her in a constant state of longing and bliss.
    Soren shoved a knee between her legs, and she parted for him willingly, welcoming the way he filled her with one thrust. He rocked into her twice, and she couldn’t hold off the orgasm that crashed through her body. Her pussy pulsed, spasming around him, yet she was unable to milk a climax from him.
    He lifted one of her legs high. Before she could protest the way he stretched her muscles, he had turned her so that she lay on her stomach. The maneuver allowed his cock to stay encased in her silky softness.
    There was no way she could take his weight, and