The Men with the Golden Cuffs (Masters and Mercenaries #2)(66)

Her breath shuddered out of her chest. “I hope so because I’m on the fence right now.”

He sighed as the plug sank in. He pressed all the way in, the curves catching on her anus and holding the plug in place. The sight of the rosy plug seated deep in her ass made his cock jump again. Soon that would be a cock, and she would be full of him and Jake. But for now, he could still please her.

“Are you all right, sweetheart?”

Her head nodded. “Just do it, Adam. I can handle it.”

“It’s done. You’re nicely plugged.” He tapped the plug and watched her spine jump.

She stopped for a moment as though trying to judge the truth of his words. “Oh. I can feel that.”

He tapped the end of the plug again, and she reacted by shivering and giving him a little moan. “See. Not so bad.”

She stood and took a long breath. “It’s not bad. I can handle it. I can.” The smile that crossed her face had him grinning, too. Only his Serena would look at the act of taking a plug up her ass as a life lesson.

He reached for her hand and guided it to his cock. “Can you handle me now, sweetheart?”

Her eyes darkened as she looked down at her hand on his cock. She ran her fingertips over the head of his cock, making him shudder. Her fingers were like little butterflies on the flesh of his cock. It felt amazing, but he wanted more.

“Grip my cock, Serena.” He hardened his voice. His style might be a little softer than Jake’s, but he was still in charge.

Serena’s hand tightened.

“Yes, that’s what I want.” He gritted his teeth. Fuck, she felt good and he hadn’t gotten close to her * yet. Her hand ran from the bulb of his cock down to the base, exploring every inch of him. She had a little smile on her face, an expression of feminine power. He loved that look. It was different from the shy girl he’d met at first. This was what Serena could be when she was well loved. She would know her power, revel in it. He pressed his hips forward. “Harder, love.”

She gripped his cock and squeezed a little, the firmer pressure giving him exactly what he needed. Her hand pumped as she tilted her head up, and he leaned down to kiss her. He let his tongue tangle with hers, inhaling her. He loved how soft she was. He loved her small hand working his cock, getting him ready to f*ck her.

It had been awhile since he’d had sex and much longer since he’d made love with someone he cared about. Serena was everything he could want in a partner for him and Jake. She was smart and creative and needed both his care and Jake’s dominance. And she needed their protection.

He pulled back. If he let her go a minute more, he wouldn’t have the ultimate pleasure of sinking inside her.

“Adam?” Serena looked up at him. Her hair was so much longer when it was wet. It curled on her chest, tendrils clinging to her nipples.

He lifted her up and sat her on the shelf. Ostensibly it could be there to hold shampoo and razors, but Adam had had it custom made. It was deep and at the perfect height for shower sex. “Keep your legs spread.”

He grabbed a condom and rolled it on as quickly as he could before he stepped between her legs and lined his cock up. Her * was already a juicy, wet, glorious mess. He coated his cock in her arousal and pressed in.

Serena gripped his shoulders and looked down between them, her eyes round. Adam followed the sight and realized Jake had been up to his old tricks. Jake liked to watch his cock sink into a *. He’d obviously taught her the beauty of watching. It really was a lovely thing. Her * bloomed open, sucking his cock in and making a place for him deep inside her body. He groaned as her legs wrapped around his waist, and her head fell back.

“It feels so good, Adam.” Her voice was a low moan. “So tight. It’s like Jake’s already here with us.”

That’s exactly what he’d wanted her to know, how good and full she could feel. And he loved the righteously tight feel of her *. The plug was taking up space, making her cunt into a vise on his dick. He pressed in, gritting his teeth against the pure pleasure of f*cking her. He held them together. He was inside. He was finally inside her.

And he understood why Jake had said what he’d said. This was different. This was Serena.

“Mine.”

“Such possessive men,” she said with a breathy little sigh.

She had no idea, but now wasn’t the time to explain that her life had changed. She would learn soon enough that now that she’d taken them in, she wouldn’t be able to get rid of them.

Adam pulled out, the plug in her ass a sweet drag on his dick, making every inch a pure pleasure. He f*cked back and then out again. In and out. In and out. The friction made his balls draw up and his spine curl. He didn’t want to ever stop f*cking her, but she was too tight, too sweet, too good. It wouldn’t last, and he needed to make her come.

He reached down between them and fingered her clit, pressing firmly as he pushed his dick into the hilt. Serena’s gorgeous eyes went wide, and she cried out as her * clenched down on him, her orgasm forcing his own. Wave after wave of scalding pleasure rocketed through him. He dragged air into his lungs as he held her close, coming down from the orgasmic high.

She held him, her legs still wrapped around his waist, her hands in his hair. “I think I have to clean up again.”

Adam laughed, his spirits buoyed by her sweetness. “I think I can handle that, love.”