Obsessed with Fur [3xtasy Lake 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free PDF Page A

suspension piece as well. Considering how perfect her body was, he would’ve expected her to be one of those high-maintenance gym bunnies. Mai had told him on the phone that Jessica was a gentle soul who allowed her boyfriend to have way too much control over her life.
    In some of the countries Marcario and his brother had worked, the women were treated not much better than pets and often were under the control of a male family member until they could be married off. He wondered what motivated a woman to allow herself to be put in that position. He saw a lot of that behavior D/s clubs as well. In the right relationship, it was a healthy exploration of needs and balance, but could be so easily perverted.
    Jess shifted in her sleep and sighed softly. Both he and Jelani stopped moving in case they were disturbing her, but she seemed to settle down again.
    From where he sat, gently stroking her calf, he could see her eyebrows draw together, and her muscles flexed under his hands. She whimpered, a sad, pitiful sound that hit him straight in the chest.
    “Ssshhh, Jessica. It’s okay. You’re safe now.”
    Her body jerked and he felt her leg muscles clench as if she was getting ready to run a race. He slowly ran his hand up and down her leg in firm strokes. He wanted to calm her without disturbing her.
    Jelani leaned over her, stroking her arm down to her hand. Her fingers curled into a fist against Jelani’s leg. She twitched a couple more times and whimpered as if she was begging for mercy. Marcario hated she was caught in a dream that was causing her such distress.
    If she didn’t move onto a new dream in a moment he was going to wake her himself. A few seconds later she wriggled and stretched out her leg and rubbed her foot against Marcario’s arm before settling down again. Her muscles relaxed and she rubbed her cheek against her pillow and then sighed. He looked over at his brother. Jelani shrugged his shoulders and nodded toward her head. Marcario sat forward and looked at her face, but she wasn’t awake. He could see the slight shifting behind her closed eyelids.
    “She’s in REM sleep,” Jelani whispered. “Must be a dream.”
    She shifted and sighed. Only this time the sound was much different than before. It sounded so sensual. Marcario’s cock twitched in his jeans as she flexed her hips, rubbing her ass against the back of the couch.
    Oh, no. He looked over at his brother. Jelani’s eyes were alight and there was a wicked grin on his face.
    Marcario whispered, “We should wake her up.”
    “Don’t you dare. She’ll settle down, and I don’t want to embarrass her.”
    Embarrass her? They were going to embarrass themselves if she didn’t stop dreaming. Her toned body squirmed against the cushion and she slid her hand up and rubbed against her breast. Her nipples peaked against the taut fabric of her tank top and a low, sensual moan escaped her, causing Marcario’s cock to jump to attention.
    She rubbed her legs together and he fought the desire to reach between them and give her something to rub against. He imagined her moving like that while tied up. He would place a solid knot in the rope against her clit and then watch as she rocked her body and made herself come like that. She would be an incredible model in a suspension piece. Her skin might not show the ropes as well because she didn’t have that much body fat on her, but she would still look incredible.
    He shifted slightly and tried to ease the pressure the zipper of his jeans was putting on his cock. He wouldn’t have to worry about rope marks on her skin if he had permanent fly marks on his cock.
    She mewed and trembled. Jelani groaned. Lacing his fingers behind his head, he stared up at the ceiling. Marcario understood completely his brother’s desire to touch her. He crossed his arms and fisted his fingers into his own shirt. The sweet little noises she was making and the way her body writhed on the sofa between then was maddening