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

she desperately needed to feel his flesh against hers. Grasping her hips, he pulled her back. She thought he might position her on all fours and fuck her ass, something she absolutely loved, but he didn’t. He kept pulling until she sat on his lap, connected by the erection filling her pussy.
    Her legs fell to the outside of his, leaving no way for her to find enough leverage to take over making the in-and-out motion she craved. He pinched her nipple, and she squeaked out a moan, unable to do much more because she had yet to recover her breath from the last orgasm.
    While one hand played with her breast, the other slid up her thigh. He tugged at her labia, spreading her wider so that when he peered over her shoulder, the place where they came together was completely revealed.
    “You’re going to play with me.” The guess carried a note of protest. Soren could keep her on edge for hours. If Caiden were here, they would take turns holding her down and teasing her to the point just before orgasm. How in the world did she know that?
    “You need to know who is master of your body, Riley. You need to understand in the deepest levels of your soul that you are mine.”
    A deep, unfamiliar voice chimed in. “And mine.”

Chapter 4

    Riley had rested her head against Soren’s shoulder at his pronouncement. She jerked it up to stare at the man invading her bedroom.
    A little taller than Caiden, his height would still only come to Soren’s shoulder. Shapeless garments covered his body, and a hood covered his face, making all of his features indistinguishable. Still, she could make out his muscular frame and broad shoulders. She had a weakness for broad shoulders, and she felt an instant attraction to and affection for this man whose features she couldn’t even see. What the hell was going on?
    Soren snagged the sheet and covered her nakedness. “What are you doing here?”
    The man snatched the sheet away. “You would shield our wife from my eyes?”
    She expected Soren to push her away and leap at this man, but he said nothing. His heart beat strong and steady against her back. Soren didn’t fear this man, and he wasn’t pissed to find him standing next to the bed while they had sex. Curiously, she didn’t feel exposed by the way his eyes roamed her body, seeking the curves of her breasts, and running the flat of her stomach until it came to rest on the glistening folds of her pussy. She didn’t even feel disturbed by the fact she knew his eyes roamed her body even though she couldn’t see his face.
    Finally, Riley broke the silence. She meant to ask for an explanation, but that wasn’t what came out. “Teigh?”
    He smiled. She didn’t know how she knew the sensuous way his lips widened, given that she couldn’t see his features, but she did. “Caiden said you didn’t quite remember, baby.”
    Her hand lifted, seeking to touch him of its own volition. He closed the distance between them, lifting one knee to the bed. His weight dipped them closer, and she pushed back his hood to caress his cheek. It fell away, revealing nothing concrete.
    As she touched him, the wavering and indistinct lines of his features came into focus. Strong, high cheekbones underlined deep brown eyes. The big, round shape of his eyes echoed in the curve of his cheek. The sharp bones beneath his dark chocolate skin made a paradox of the softness he projected, giving him the same dangerous, predatory air that radiated from Soren.
    She traced a path over the flat bridge his nose, forcing more of him to come into focus. Only, when she moved, the parts she no longer touched wavered and became indistinct. When she at last gathered the courage to touch his lips, she found them to be as lush and sensuous as she imagined. His lips parted, and he took her finger into his mouth, sucking and licking in a rhythm that kept her completely mesmerized.
    “The Shadow Man is supposed to help wolves find their mates, not steal them.” Soren growled the