Free Binding Fire: Paranormal Romance (Bad Boys of the Underworld Book 3) by Mallory Crowe Page A

“Whatever you want to tell yourself. Now take it off,” he whispered.
    She wanted to fight him, scream that he had no control over her. But it would be pointless. She wanted a shower, and the only way to do that was to take her clothes off in front of him. If he wanted to tell himself that she was doing it for him, she would have to let him.
    She looked past him to the wall as she put her hand to her stomach and concentrated until the material hung over her hand and her shoulders and back were exposed to the cool air.
    Kier showed no obvious reaction, but she saw the subtle catch of his breath as his pupils dilated. “Now the bra,” he said with a husky voice.
    Her nerves had her chewing on her bottom lip. “This is the same bra I wore yesterday. It isn’t magical.”
    As soon as the words were out of her mouth, his free hand grabbed at the material on her left side and gave it a swift pull until it ripped and the remains of the bra hung, ruined, from her right shoulder.
    She had thought that he couldn’t surprise her anymore, but she couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped her throat. The force of his pull caused her to stumble a few steps toward him. He had to stop doing that!
    His breath hissed out in appreciation as his gaze feasted upon her. Muriel turned away so her back was to him. “We are just showering,” she said with more authority than she felt. She reached into the shower and turned on the water, quickly finding a suitable temperature, and discarded her remaining panties and pants.
    Without looking to see whether he had undressed, Muriel stepped beneath the warm flow of water. Before she had completely doused her head, Kier was behind her. His bound hand gripped her hip and pulled her back against his erection while his free arm wrapped around her and rested under her breasts.
    “What are you doing?” she whispered, unsure whether it was fear or arousal that filled her at his touch.
    There was no doubt of his arousal. His heavy erection rested against her backside, so close to where it was meant to go, with no barriers to its entry.
    “I’m holding you,” he said innocently, as if there was nothing inappropriate about his touch.
    “Well, stop it.” Her entire body seemed to be heated more from his body than the warm water that surrounded them.
    “Do you really want me to stop? I can show you pleasure that has destroyed kingdoms. I can make you come until you never want to release me from these binds. Don’t you want me to make you come? Don’t you want me to make you scream?”
    His words wrapped around her like a dark spell, dragging her further into his seduction. She pulled herself away from the spell but could not shake his arms from her body. “I just want a shower,” she insisted.
    “Very well.” His arms released her and reached for the shampoo.
    She let out a pent-up breath as her shoulders relaxed.
    Only to tense right back up as he squeezed a small amount of shampoo into his free hand and rubbed it into her hair.
    “I can do that,” she said desperately.
    “I know you can, but I want to.” His fingers were like magic as he massaged her scalp and the back of her neck. When he finished, he pulled her back and rinsed the suds from her hair.
    Isn’t there some song about washing a man out of your hair? That song is full of shit.
    Kier repeated the process with the conditioner, and Muriel couldn’t bring herself to ask him to stop. She liked the feel of his hands on her. Even the feel of his hard cock pressing against her caused her to tingle between her legs, and she fought the urge to touch herself. To relieve the pressure.
    She thought she was done as he finished rinsing the conditioner from her hair, but he grabbed the soap and started to wash her skin, stomach first. She held a breath, waiting to see whether he would move his hands up or down.
    He moved them up.
    “You have to stop,” she whispered, and not even she believed herself.
    Instead of stopping, he reached her