Sweet Little Spies (Masters & Mercenaries – New Recruits #3) Read Online Lexi Blake

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors: Series: Masters & Mercenaries - New Recruits Series by Lexi Blake
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Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 133213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
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Carys groaned, but she didn’t complain. Aidan let her go and rose to his feet, stepping back, her arousal still glistening on his lips.

“Get out of those pants,” Tristan ordered while he stepped in front of Carys. He stared at her for a moment, taking in the loveliness of her flushed face, how her auburn hair tumbled over her shoulders and made a contrast to her skin. He cupped her chin, drawing it up. “You are so fucking gorgeous. I dream about you at night, and don’t give me back my words because I dream about fucking you and I’m pretty sure you dream about pushing me off a high building and watching me fall.”

An impish gleam hit her eyes. “Never, Sir. I dream about you falling off a boat into the open mouth of a whale.”

If she was joking, they were moving along nicely. Or…she wasn’t joking and he should stay away from the water for a while. “At least it wasn’t a shark.”

Aidan leaned in. “The shark would kill you too fast. The whale would start to digest you as you suffocated.”

Definitely staying away from the water. “Good to know.” But that gleam in her eyes calmed something inside him. She was an incorrigible brat at times, and he loved it. “On your knees.”

She sank to the floor gracefully, her legs spreading and body flowing into her submissive posture with ease. Her head was down. “I am ready to do Sir’s will. Shall I help you out of your slacks?”

She could go as slow as possible, a sweet torture of her own. He couldn’t do it tonight. All he could think about was getting inside her. This was merely an appetizer. “I can handle it. Take care of Aidan for now.”

Aidan moved in front of her, one hand on her hair and the other eagerly getting his cock ready.

Carys’s lips were turned up, and it was obvious she was in her powerful place. She found it in submitting. He found it in dominating. Aidan…well, he rather thought Aidan simply found it by being with them.

“Take me inside, baby,” Aidan said and hissed slightly when her tongue licked along his cockhead.

Tris toed out of his shoes and quickly divested himself of his slacks. He watched for a moment as Carys worked Aidan’s cock, rolling over him with her tongue before sucking him deep.

Tris moved to where they’d set the luggage and pulled out his kit. He grabbed the lube, ignoring the other toys. They would use them all eventually, but this wasn’t play tonight. This was connection. This was everything.

He grabbed one other item. It was the item that reminded him he wasn’t safe yet.

When he walked back in, he set the lube and condoms down on the bedside table.

Aidan was thrusting his cock into Carys’s lush mouth. Tris joined them. The time for watching was through. “Take me.”

Carys obediently moved over, licking his cockhead and sending sparks of pure pleasure through him. When Aidan tried to move away, Tris reached out to grab his arm.

“I didn’t tell you to go anywhere.” He might never spank Aidan the way he did Carys because Aidan didn’t need it, but he did need a reminder that Tris was his top, too.

“I thought you wanted…” Aidan began.

Tris moved his hand from Aidan’s arm up to his neck, squeezing lightly. It was easy to see the touch had an effect because his cock twitched. “You don’t think about what I want. You listen to what I tell you to do. I want her to service us both at the same time. And yes, it means we’ll touch, and I don’t care. Or I do. I want this between the three of us.”

“I know I want it,” Carys said, licking her lips. “I want to touch you both at the same time. I want to play with your cocks. They’re my favorite toys. I want to suck on one of you and then the other, or you could stand close together and I could lick you both at the same time.”

“Fuck,” Aidan groaned as he relaxed beside Tris, allowing their hips to touch. “I love it when you talk dirty, baby.”

“And I haven’t in a long time.” She looked up at Tris, her lips pouty and full, gaze filled with need. “May I, Master?”

It was the first time she’d called him Master in years. Oh, she’d given him the honorific Master Tristan in the club. She would do that for any Dom, but a simple Master meant he was her Master. He prayed she understood how hopelessly in love with her he was even after all these years. In love with both of them, really. His life didn’t work without these two people. “Yes, love. You may.”

Her hands came up, taking both cocks in her palms and giving them each a stroke.


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