Free Gale, Avery - Rissa's Recovery [The Shadowdance Club 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) by Avery Gale

decided to head her argument off at the pass. Rissa’s natural submissive nature would lead her to decisions and choices she knew would please her Masters as long as they could keep her listening to her heart. They knew the problems would all result from her tendency to overthink things.
    After a couple of glasses of wine, they were all relaxed and enjoying the snacks and the joy of one another’s company when a loud beeping from the office had Mitch on his feet before Rissa had barely been able to blink. “What’s that?” Rissa’s voice reflected the tension she’d picked up from Mitch’s instant reaction to what sounded to her like an alarm.
    Mitch didn’t answer her, but looking at Bryant, he merely nodded. “Sweetness, that is one of the perimeter alarms. We aren’t expecting any company, and we’d like to check it out.” Mitch was already moving down the hall, and Bryant was as much as pulling her down the hall right behind him. “We hadn’t wanted to introduce you to our playroom quite this soon, but this room also serves as our safe room, so I’ll ask that you keep that in mind as we cross this threshold.”
    “We have to go to a safe room? Why can’t we just answer the door if they make their way up to us? They might be lost. It’s so cold outside, what if they need help?” Rissa wasn’t even going to think about the horrible threats her captors had shouted at her as they’d been led away in handcuffs two years ago. As far as she knew, they were all still in jail awaiting their trials or had been convicted of lesser charges and were serving long prison sentences in federal facilities back east. As if the Universe had heard her thoughts, Mitch’s cell phone rang.
    “Talk to me.” Mitch’s clipped tone told Rissa all she needed to know…Keep up and keep quiet. The tension radiating off both Mitch Grayson and Bryant Davis felt like waves crashing over her. “What the fuck do you mean you just now realized the connection?…Seriously?…When did you get the notification?…Well, get somebody out here ASAP. We’ve had a perimeter breach, and we’re going into lockdown…Keep us posted.” Mitch had dealt with the conversation and never lost a step, he was clearly back in a military mindset, preparing and assessing seamlessly.
    Bryant looked at his friend and raised his eyebrow in silent question. Mitch’s head shook almost imperceptibly. Her three glasses of wine fueled her bravery, and she dug in her heels and fisted her hands on her narrow hips before speaking forcefully. “Well don’t clam up on my behalf, geez, Mitch, I’m not made of glass, and we all need to know what we’re up against here.” Rissa was starting to panic, and she was sure it was as much because they weren’t telling her what was happening as it was that someone had broken through one of their “perimeter moonbeams” as Kat referred to the security-overkill mentality that seemed to pervade all the men at ShadowDance. Personally, Rissa had always thought the security was a bit overdone also, but more often than not, she merely chalked it up to “soldier boys with cool toys.” Turning to Bryant, she stayed planted and moved her feet shoulder width apart then moved her arms so they crossed under her ample breasts, completely unaware of how she’d put them on display for both of them. She stood there scowling at them both. “You know something you aren’t telling me, and I’m not going anywhere until you do.”
    Bryant leaned over, put his shoulder in her stomach, and lifted her effortlessly. “Oh, but, sweetness, you most certainly will do exactly as you are told and you just earned yourself a nice paddling, too.” Even though he’d heard her gasp in outrage, he’d also known that sweet pussy had immediately flooded with her sweet cream because he could smell her essence, and when he ran his fingers up the insides of her thighs, he found her wet enough to slip a finger deep inside. “Don’t even try to