Free The Patient Is a Shark [Shape-Shifter Clinic 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Cara Adams Page B

the bed and put her head on his knee. He grasped her wrists in his hands, restraining her, and nodded to Rainer. “Use your hands and mouth anywhere on her to bring her to orgasm.”
    “Oh, a challenge. I’m always up for a challenge.”
    Wynter smiled. He was up all right. His cock was most definitely up. She could feel Quinn’s cock against her back, and he was a long, hard ridge against her spine, so she guessed he was ready to play as well.
    Quinn controlled her hands, not letting her touch either of them. In one way it was frustrating, because she’d enjoyed stroking their hair and skin last night. But in another way it was most arousing, knowing that he held the power over her, he was controlling her responses. She rather liked the feeling it gave her.
    Rainer was careful not to put any pressure on her sore knee. He kissed and licked her belly and her ribs, but he leaned over her body instead of leaning on her. Even when he began to suck her breast and to touch her face, he held himself up off her, not putting any weight on her at all.
    Finally he lay below her, his mouth on her cunt, and began flicking his tongue on and around her clit. Around and around he licked, then he sucked it hard, only to go back to teasing around it again.
    Next he moved his tongue to her slit, swiping his way up and down it before nibbling along the edges of her labia with sexy, gentle, nipping bites. Finally, when she was almost insane with need, he thrust his tongue inside her and began tongue-fucking her in earnest.
    Now he used one hand to stroke the sensitive inner skin of her right thigh and along the join between her leg and her body, making her shiver with need.
    “A shiver of sharks,” whispered Quinn, who then bent down and kissed her.
    Desperately she thrust her tongue into his mouth, wanting more, deeper, much more.
    Quinn moved her hands so he was clasping both her wrists in one of his big, strong hands, and he used the other to tease her breast.
    Rainer lifted her good leg up over his shoulder so he could get his face hard against her cunt, and he sucked her clit and her pussy lips, then tongue-fucked her some more.
    Wynter could feel the orgasm building deep inside her, building, building, closer, closer.
    “Yes!”
    The release crashed through her, and she thrust her hips up into Rainer’s face as she came and came.
    The two men kissed and stroked her skin, gentling her, relaxing her. “But what about you?” she asked, and gave a huge yawn. How embarrassing!
    “This is all about you. We want you happy and relaxed. It’s going to be a very long day tomorrow,” said Quinn.
    I really need to suck them off. Both of them. Soon. But not now. Right now she was too tired to think.
     
    * * * *
     
    She woke before five, returned to her room, put her bikini on, and walked carefully into the living room, wondering if her laptop had been brought into the apartment last night or if she needed to go out to the car and get it herself. But there it was sitting on the table. They were so good to her, so caring and thoughtful.
    She opened it up and went straight to her e-mails. There was the usual handful of spam, which she deleted. If only all those people who wanted her to share their multimillions of dollars were real. Even if just one of them was real it would have solved all her problems forever.
    She had a couple of e-mails from friends asking how she was getting on, so she told them she was on her way to Ohio for her knee surgery.
    At first she thought the final e-mail was from the clinic and clicked on it, wondering if anything had changed. But it wasn’t. It was from the person—or people—who didn’t want her to go to the shape-shifter clinic.
     
    Do not go to the shape-shifter clinic. It does not belong to Dr. Thorne. The property is mine, not his. Do not be led astray by the vain imaginings of this charlatan. Go to a real doctor instead.
     
    Hastily she clicked through her saved e-mails, looking for the one from