Use Me [Dungeon Masters 5] (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting) Read Online Free PDF Page A

humans, a skill he’d picked up in Arkansas on his travels.
    She moved even closer to them now, her feet almost touching his and Darcy’s. “I read ménage books. Two men with one woman. I want to do that with you two men. Both of you and me.”
    “You want us both to have sex with you?” he asked, his voice sounding shrill.
    “I told you she was pushy.” Darcy’s voice had an undertone of laughter.
    “I’m not at all pushy when I get what I want. And I want you both.”
    Raff’s dick was very interested in the idea. Hell, he’d been lusting after her from the moment he saw her. But what would happen after tonight? And where would they go. His one-room apartment was no use and neither was this building with no running water and no beds either.
    “If we do this we do it my way,” said Darcy.
    “What’s your way?” she asked.
    “Oh, we’ll both fuck you. You don’t need to worry about that. You must see the effect you have on us both. But we’ll all go home and shower and get tidied. I’ll book us a table for a meal in the Stage Lounge and a room upstairs afterward at The Dom’s Dungeon. Okay?”
    Raff wasn’t sure how he’d pay for his share but eating was nowhere near as interesting as going to bed with Violet. “Okay.”
    “At what time?” asked Violet.
    “Say ninety minutes. That should be long enough to shower and get there.”
    “I’ll see you there.” Violet walked across to her car, climbed in, and was gone.
    “The rooms come with condoms and lube. And toys,” said Darcy.
    “I guess you’ve been there before.” Yes, now that he thought about it the man did have a bit of an aura of a Dom about him.
    Darcy went over and locked the backdoor of the house as Raff climbed into his old truck, wondering what he was going to wear. No longer did he have a closet full of business suits and a tux on hand for special occasions. He was a cowboy now. Jeans would have to do. Clean ones, of course.

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    Violet was excited that her plan had worked. But when she got home she had no idea what to wear. Flirty and sexy? Understated? High heels? Jeans, dress pants, or a dress? All the time she was showering and while she shampooed and conditioned her hair, she tried to decide what to wear and came up with a blank. Finally she dressed in her newest bra and panties set and let them choose for her. They were a deep blue so she wore a deep blue velvet dress that matched them and medium high heels.
    Even with all the fussing and fiddling, she was still in the lobby of The Dom’s Dungeon at least five minutes early. She smiled and walked across to Rafael. His hair was still damp from his shower and he was wearing jeans again and he’d polished his boots. Or maybe these were a different pair of boots. It wasn’t like she’d spent much time staring at his footwear. She was more interested in his attractive face and body.
    The look he gave her sent her pulses pounding. He was absolutely delicious. She was already planning to run her fingers through his slightly too long hair.
    “That’s a lovely dress, Violet.”
    “You’re very handsome, too, Raphael.”
    “If I’m to call you Violet, you’d better call me Raff.
    “Raff. That suits you.”
    She sensed, more than heard, Darcy come up behind them. “Shall we go in?”
    Violet shivered. She couldn’t wait for them to go in. In more ways than one.
    The meal and the stage show passed in an absolute blur. Her eyes were watching the show, and her mouth was talking to her companions, but her brain was totally fried with the thought that her gamble had paid off and these two wonderful men were about to take her to bed. Her wildest dream ever was about to come true, and this would be a night to remember forever.
    She appreciated that the men were taking the time to make the whole evening special for her, not just moving straight to the bedroom, fucking her and leaving again. They were good men, caring people. But she already knew that from the way Raff