Maia's Magickal Mates [The Double R 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free PDF Page B

cowgirl? Did she live in the area or work on one of the many dude ranches he’d passed on his way out here? He could just picture her atop of a horse, naked like Lady Godiva and galloping through a vivid purple-and-emerald field like the one he had seen in his dreams last night. Her thigh muscles would tense against the horse’s flanks as she straddled and steered him to the forest where she made her home like the woodland imp she appeared.
    He pictured her riding him , her thighs squeezing against his hips as her hot, wet pussy sucked at and gloved him.
    Suddenly the picture changed, his brother appearing behind their little African-American princess, sliding his arms around her to cup her plump tits.
    Cade pumped his fist faster, braced his other palm against the tile wall in front of him, and released a guttural groan. He thumbed the pearl of pre-cum as it leaked out of his slit, spread the thick, warm liquid around his smooth head and veiny shaft, then slid his hand up and down at a frantic pace now.
    He wasn’t sure what excited him more. Being inside the mystery woman’s cunt or watching his brother take hold of her breasts as if they belonged to him. Cade didn’t know, didn’t care, just pushed his cock into his fist until the friction proved too much to deny and the vision drove him over the edge.
    He came hard, harder than he could ever remember coming before with a partner, much less by himself. Colorful fireworks pinwheeled and blasted off before his mind’s eye, a cliché he couldn’t dispute as he panted and rested his forehead beside his hand.
    Several moments later Cade slowly came back to himself, relishing the warm water that pounded the top of his head and shoulders.
    The orgasm almost made up for his unpleasant wake-up visit. If he could start all his mornings off like this on a regular basis, he’d be a happy camper and a morning person, too.
    He wondered how Thayne started his mornings, if he still meditated and did his morning yoga listening to…What were the names of those guys he admired, Deepak Chopra and Wayne Dyer? If not them, then some other self-help gurus that Cade just couldn’t countenance.
    Sure he believed in self-help, but he didn’t need someone else to help him achieve it now, did he?
    He took self-help to mean exactly that, helping one’s self.
    Thayne would say that we all needed a little guidance now and then, a little company on our journey to enlightenment.
    He guessed his brother wasn’t too far from the truth, either, because this was exactly why he had come home to Thayne.
    He needed help.
    God, it hurt to admit that, even to himself, but it was the truth, and the truth would set him free. Wouldn’t it?
    Showered and clad in his requisite jeans, T-shirt, and motorcycle boots, Cade made his way down the stairs to face the day but more importantly to face his brother, tension-free.
    Amazing what a good hand job could do for a guy!
    “What are you smiling at?” Thayne asked when Cade came into the kitchen several seconds later, drawn by the delicious aroma of home cooking.
    “Something smells good.” Cade stood behind his brother at the electric range and peeked over his shoulder. “Pancakes. Yummy.”
    Thayne chuckled. “That is not a something-smells-good smile. That is an I-just-got-laid smile. And what grown man says yummy?”
    “I’m surprised you still remember the look of a man who’s gotten laid, since it’s been so long for you.”
    Thayne silently gave him the finger as he flipped over the pancakes.
    “And for your information, ‘yummy’ is a universal term used by young and old alike when one is starving and food smells like heaven.”
    “You are such a charmer.”
    “I hope this isn’t all on my account.” Cade motioned to the place settings on the island and uncovered the tray in the center to reveal still-warm, smoked country sausages and scrambled eggs.
    “Figured I’d treat you to a nice, hearty breakfast your first day back, get you