Graham, Jan - Finding Angel [Wylde Shore] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) Read Online Free PDF

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    Reserved for the most beautiful woman in the world.
    A flush of colour filled Angel’s cheeks as Jig came barrelling over.
    “You like?” Jig asked as he placed his arm around her shoulder.
    “I like.” Angel smiled. “You have made my night.”
    Angel had a short chat with Jig before ordering her meal. Jig promised he would be back to chat more throughout the evening when things were a little less hectic. Angel glanced at her watch, which revealed it was only half past eight. She had plenty of time to eat, catch up with Jig, and visit The Dungeon all before the last train left just after midnight. If The Dungeon wasn’t the same as she remembered, then she would just get an earlier train.

    Steve Jax lived near the beach with his wife Kathy. The two-story, newly renovated townhouse situated on the crest of a hill had views of the surf from nearly every window. It was a great location, not only because of the view but because it was a short ten minute car ride into the city. This made him close to both work and all the social activities that he and Kathy enjoyed.
    Steve and Kathy had been involved in the BDSM scene for many years. Most of their friends were part of the scene, and Steve considered himself the luckiest man in the world to have found a submissive as accomplished as his wife. Not many of the Dominant men he knew had a relationship that came anywhere near the one he shared with Kathy. Steve had met Kathy through a mutual friend and three months later, after an incredibly hot and heavy courtship, he had married her at The Dungeon, an infamous BDSM club in the city. The civil ceremony, in actual fact, had been a formality compared to the accompanying collaring ceremony. Kathy had insisted upon both ceremonies being shared with their friends and family. Their D/s contract was signed after the collaring ceremony, and as part of that agreement, it stipulated monogamy on behalf of both parties, something Steve had no problem agreeing to. He knew as soon as he met Kathy, there was no other sub for him as she fitted him perfectly, just as he did for her.
    Tonight they were returning to The Dungeon, but this time it was for a very different kind of celebration. His friend, Daniel Shore, had returned from the US, and along with Kathy and Daniel’s brother, Christian, they were going out to party with friends. The three men first met attending a private college when they were in their teens and had gelled immediately. Steve quickly became known as the third Shore brother, and their families had been entwined ever since. Christian and Daniel’s father was a wealthy businessman who made sure his sons had the very best education possible. With Steve surviving on a scholarship, Mr. Shore had helped Steve’s single mum by paying his tuition just to keep the three young men together.
    Nowadays, Steve and Daniel were both in their early forties, forty-two to be precise, and Christian wasn’t far behind them at the tender age of thirty-nine. They could in fact have been brothers, given the closeness in ages. The family resemblance was something else. Steve had no features that even resembled the Shore family and often joked he was in actual fact the milkman’s son.
    Daniel was the first to arrive at the Jaxes’ home that evening. He had always been the strong, silent type, more serious than his brother but still a man who could have some fun if he chose to let his hair down. Daniel was the older of the two bothers. He was fiercely protective of those he loved and loyal to a fault. He had a caring but firm nature, never lost his head in a crisis, and would help anyone he felt needed it. Needless to say, no one was surprised when he chose medicine as a profession. Daniel had studied hard and was now one of the most respected surgeons in the city. He had moved to the United States for a period of five years, where he studied, learned, and developed new techniques in surgery.
    “Evening, Doctor Shore,” Steve greeted