Free The Dom Collars His Sub [Unchained Love 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Cara Adams Page B

clothes as fast as he could, snatching the tube of waterproof soothing gel from the sink where’d left it as he climbed into the tub.
    He sat on the base of the tub with his back against the seat and pulled her gently toward him. Carey spread his legs wide and settled her between them before very gently rubbing across her ribs and under her breasts, massaging the skin there that had been stretched and pulled out of place by the cable ties. Only when he was sure that her blood was flowing smoothly there did he begin very lightly rubbing her breasts. She hissed a little but made no complaint as he massaged deeper and more thoroughly, finally using both hands together until her breasts seemed to him to have returned to their normal size and shape.
    “All good now?” he asked.
    “Yes, Master.”
    “No, not Master now, we’re out of the dungeon. How do your breasts feel really?”
    “They ache a little, but so do my shoulders. It’s fine really. Thank you so much for sending me to subspace.”
    “Turn around and I’ll massage your shoulders, then I want to put the gel on you to be quite sure there’s no bruising.”
    Obediently, she turned around until her luscious ass was touching his thighs. She was so lovely even almost underwater. Truly, a Dom couldn’t have a better sub than Jubilee.
    He pressed and kneaded along her shoulders then squeezed some gel and rubbed it into her skin. He coated his hands with more gel, pulled her back against his chest, and massaged the gel over her breasts. She rested her head on his shoulder and thrust her breasts up into his hands.
    His dick was harder than a spike and desperate to bury itself inside her. She was so sweet and loving. No one could doubt how much she loved him. Only problem was, Larry wasn’t here. And even though he was a very recent addition to their dungeon games, it seemed somehow wrong to fuck her when they weren’t all together. Carey appreciated the wolf. He was a good man, good at his job, and serious about participating with them in the dungeon. He added something special, something extra to the dynamic, made the games more fulfilling for all three of them. Fucking Jubilee without Larry sharing in some way didn’t seem right. He was making the rules up as they went along, but Carey knew that had to be a rule. All of them, or none of them. Which was totally crazy, because Larry’d already fucked her tonight. But no, Carey couldn’t do it. No matter how much he wanted her, no matter how good it would be, nowadays there were three in the dungeon, and his damn dick would just have to wait for another day. And oh yes, there’d be another day, and it would be soon.

Chapter Five
     
    Larry had woken up with the image of Jubilee’s tattoo in the front of his mind. It was a tribal band around her lower thigh with a dagger hanging from it. He’d never seen anything like it, and it was incredibly sexy. One day he’d ask her why she’d had it done. But for now, he knew it was his subconscious trying to tell him something. But what?
    All morning the image niggled at him until he was seeing it embossed on the spreadsheet he was trying to deal with. Finally, he phoned Kurt and said, “I think I need to go for a run. Are you available to run with me?”
    “I surely am. Tor and Nicholas are here, too. They both will have smelled the wolf on you if you haven’t already told them what you are. How about we all run together? That’ll likely be the very first time just us wolves have been on a run as a pack.”
    A burst of freedom surged through Larry and he understood that was what he needed. It was time to let his wolf out, to be with other wolves, to stop suppressing that side of himself. For such a very long time he’d been a lone wolf, then he’d met Kurt. Now there were four of them. A small pack. He’d already accepted his submissive side, even if only in private. Now it was time to acknowledge his wolf side, at least here at Carnal Connections. “That’d