Menage Bound by Sascha Illyvich

Author:Sascha Illyvich
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Decadent Publishing, 1Night Stand, Madame Eve, Madame Evangeline, Menage, M/F/M, multiple partners, erotic romance

Chapter Five

Siddella stepped out of the elevator and into the den. One single, ornate carved wooden door separated her from what could be a new life with two men who

might not break her heart.

“Time to make a choice.” Jason’s voice echoed in the tiny hallway. His eyes narrowed into thin slits.

She looked at Chase, saw him mimic Jason. The ovals of his baby blues seemed less than calm. His facial features seemed to change when he stepped forward and offered a hand.

Hair fell on the sides of his face, hiding his stare.

A tremor of fear ran through her.

She swallowed hard.

“Will you surrender to us?” The harshness in Chase’s words made her glad she hadn’t worn panties. She’d have soaked them by now. The voice in her head screamed for her to stand down and decline. Her heart pounded with excitement, sending blood raging through her at the image of being tied and fucked hard.

“Let’s do this.”

The men nodded.

She watched them push the wooden door open. Slowly, they guided her into

the room and shut it behind them.

It slammed with a loud echo, making her jump.

Darkness consumed her sight until her vision adjusted. A switch flipped,

pulling her attention to one side. Fuel ignited, drawing her attention to the lit sconces around the room, casting it in soft yellow light.

She swallowed again. Boot steps clicked along marble floor.

A large, lone window straight ahead. To her left lay a huge X frame. Metal manacles hung at the top and bottom where appendages would go. A closer

inspection revealed bits of wood chipped off; the scent of bleach and wood polish tickled her nostrils.

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A bed sat in the other corner near a black leather couch. The mattress looked comfortable, but the structure looked even more ominous than she’d imagined.

Chains dangled from all four posts.

“Go on, inspect the bed, if you wish.” Jason whispered hot air across her ears.

Slowly, Siddella walked across the room to where the bed sat. It appeared large enough to hold a third person. She touched the sheets, black satin.

“It’s actually deep purple.” Chase’s voice.

Again, her nerves got the best of her, and she jumped.

Soft, rich laughter caressed her ear. A hand at the small of her back pressed her forward, “Silly pixie girl. We don’t bite. Unless you ask us to.”

The voice whispered, and she could no longer discern if it belonged to Chase or Jason. Neither man had facial hair either, and with the low lighting, she’d have to turn around to see who stood behind her.

Body heat warmed her skin.

Fingers spread over her back, covering more flesh. Someone gripped her shirt, pulling it out of the waistband of her jeans. Then five digits rubbed above the curve of her ass, pushing tension out of her muscles.

She reached for one of the posts and rocked back and forth with the fingers against her skin.

A second set of fingers pressed into her shoulder blades, easing stress from them.

She threw her head back, parting her lips slightly. She closed her eyes.

Hot breath prickled the skin on the back of her neck.

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