Free Potential Match [Ménage.com 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Peyton Elizabeth Page B

could only imagine the strain his muscles had taken in fending off the killer, let alone what his muscles were feeling for compensating from his wound. She wondered if he had any massage oil. Bryn sat on the bed and opened his bedside drawer. She saw several bottles and tubes. Pulling the first one out, Bryn saw it was lubricant. She felt her cheeks flush at what he did with it, knowing that being with two men required one claiming her ass. At least he was prepared, Bryn thought. She’d never had anything in that particular hole. She’d need the entire tube if what she’d had in her mouth earlier was any indication.
    Bryn stuck her hand back in and came up with a box of condoms. Duke was a little boy scout, wasn’t he? She chuckled at the thought of him being a preteen and sneaking out of camp to spy on the girl scouts. Bryn could only imagine what a handful Duke and Des had been to their parents.
    Reaching her hand back into the drawer, Bryn felt something hard. It was something still in its package. She brushed up against something cold and heard a jingling sound. Wrapping her fingers around both items, she froze when the light from the lamp illuminated them. Those butterflies that seemed to be around a lot in the presence of Duke and Des took flight in her stomach. She held in her hands a butt plug still encased in its plastic. She’d only ever heard of them, but had never seen one before. The base seemed a little too wide. Women actually inserted these into their—Bryn’s eyes watered as her brain couldn’t finish the thought. Ouch . They seemed so hard and clinical in comparison to a man’s cock. Bryn would have to tell them she’d rather forgo the fake impression and just go for the real thing.
    Bryn looked at the other item and saw they were fur-lined handcuffs with metal links in between the leather. She could just imagine them wrapped around her wrists. The fur was a cream color, and Bryn ran a finger through the pelt. It was softer than she imagined and pictures flashed through her mind of her being tied to their bed. Her pussy quivered, indicating that it liked the idea. Bryn decided she’d like to try the cuffs.
    Bryn’s curiosity got the better of her, and she wondered what else Duke had in his bedside drawer. She leaned over the drawer and peeked inside. What in the world was that? It looked like a paddle—a real, honest-to-goodness paddle! Did he spank his women? Her panties were starting to dampen, as her pussy really liked what she was finding. Would she want to be spanked? Was it something that she would enjoy? Bryn was willing to find out. With the items she was finding, Duke hadn’t been kidding when he threatened to tie her to his bed.
    What was that thing lying next to the paddle? Bryn picked it up by its handle. It felt heavy and had a least twenty thin strips of leather coming out of the handgrip. Bryn had a feeling this instrument was used in a paddling sense, but couldn’t wrap her mind around being smacked with such an implement.
    “Find something interesting?”

Chapter Nine
     
    Des pretended to be rubbing his jaw, but instead, he used his hand to hide the smile that cracked on his lips. Bryn’s brown eyes were wide with curiosity, as well as skepticism. The items that lay in her lap were only a few that Duke owned, making Des wonder how she would react to Duke’s penchant for kinky sex.
    “Um, I was just looking for oil to give Duke a massage,” Bryn said, looking like she’d been caught with her hand in a cookie jar. He watched as she dumped all of the objects back into the drawer. She slammed it shut. Bryn picked up the bottle of oil that she’d left on the bedside table and stood. “Found it. Um, where’s Spur?”
    Des fought off a laugh at Bryn’s attempt to hide the fact that she’d found some of Duke’s sex toys. They’d been with a lot of women in their lifetime and seen women wear cute to sexy lingerie, but nothing was as arousing as seeing Bryn standing in