The Dom Who Came in From the Cold (Masters and Mercenaries – Reloaded #5) Read Online Lexi Blake

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Masters and Mercenaries - Reloaded Series by Lexi Blake
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Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 154925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 516(@300wpm)
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His whole body felt alive in a way it hadn’t in forever.

“I shouldn’t let you do this,” she whispered, but her hands were already sliding under his shirt, the tips of her fingers brushing over his skin and making his cock jump.

He ran his tongue over that plump bottom lip of hers. Being close to her for so long and not touching her had been good for them but hell on his dick. He’d wanted her pretty much the moment he’d seen her, but he’d forced himself to get to know the real MaeBe Vaughn before letting sex muck up his thinking. Now he fully intended to revel in it. She might never get him off of her again. “I think you should let me do anything I want. I won’t do a thing that you won’t like, baby. I promise.”

She let her head fall back as he kissed his way down her throat. “I’m not talking about sex. It’s way past time we had sex. We’ve been together for a long time now. Even when we were working on our friendship, we were pretty much together.”

She smelled so fucking good. The soap and body lotion she used was lavender, and he swore his dick perked up every time he caught the scent. Once he got those leggings off her, he would be able to smell the scent of her arousal, and he was fairly certain he would never stop craving it. The way he craved her. “We’re going to be more together now.” He lifted his head because she needed to understand a few things. “This is it, Mae. We’re together after this. You’re mine and I’m yours, and I do not want to hear about my caveman possessive instincts because you are every bit as bad as me.”

“Am not.” Her head was tilted up, those big eyes on him. “And I wasn’t talking about that. I meant what I said. I’ve pretty much been yours since the night you asked me not to give up on you. The sex makes things easier because I hate not sleeping with you. I meant we still haven’t talked about it. You said you wouldn’t be ready until you could talk about it. And by it, I mean her.”

He shook his head. “Please. I don’t want her to ruin this. Haven’t I done everything I possibly can to show you how much I care about you? Mae, I love you. I don’t say that easily, but it’s the truth. I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You’ve got my future. Are you going to make me relive my past in order to have you?”

“I wasn’t making this a transaction,” she insisted.

He knew that. She would never do that to him. “I trust you, baby. I love you. Please let that be enough.”

Her eyes softened and he knew he had her.

“It’s enough. Of course, it’s enough. I love you, too. I love you so much.” She went on her toes and pressed her lips to his.

And he’d won. He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he walked her toward the bed. He’d been sleeping upstairs with Boomer, but he wasn’t going to do that again. He was staying with her tonight and every other night.

This was the rest of his life. He kissed her as he tumbled them both on the bed. It was a full and too small for him, but he would cuddle her all night.

He somehow managed to twist his body so she was on top. “Take off your shirt and ditch that bra. We’re going to set up some protocols when it comes to play time. Rule number one…”

“I’m naked,” she finished, proving they were already in perfect synch. She sat up, dragging her shirt over her head. “They all told me it would be this way. Find a Dom and never wear clothes again.”

She was such a cheeky brat. He was going to have fun spanking her. She had far more experience in the lifestyle than he did, but he was going to learn how to take care of the submissive side of her soul.

He was going to make a snarky comment about how red her ass could get, but she wasn’t wearing a bra and her breasts were so perfect. And she had the prettiest nipple rings. She’d told him she’d had them done a couple of years back, but he hadn’t expected them to be so fucking hot.

She frowned. “You don’t like them?”

He was going to get rid of that insecurity. She was going to know how beautiful she was to him. “I fucking love them. My mind got fuzzy with all the things I can do with these rings.” He reached out and traced one with his forefinger.


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