Snow White and the Seven Thieves: Chapter 3: An Erotic Retelling of the Classic Snow White Fairytale (The Snow White Series) by Regina Grimm

Author:Regina Grimm [Grimm, Regina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-08-24T04:00:00+00:00

Eleven

When a shadow fell across her, Snow opened her eyes and reached up as lean, strong arms closed around her. She was lifted against the firm press of wiry muscle and ribs. Over a broad, pale shoulder, Snow’s eyes slipped over the men slumped in chairs around the room. Their eyes were soft and satisfied, their faces glowing with adoration.

Snow relaxed into the hold of one of the thieves, unable to recognize who carried her, not caring much who held her now, or who would take her next. Just knowing and trusting that her lessons in pleasure would continue unchecked.

As she passed under the stairs, the front door slammed open and Lupin, dripping wet, his face tense, naked and magnificent, stepped back into the room. His eyes locked on Snow over the other thief's shoulder and his forehead furrowed. With a feral curse, he turned and headed back into the storm.

Snow grinned against the hot skin pressed under her chin, her fingers skimming over coarse silver and black hair. As he carried her into the bathing room, Snow tipped back her head to stare into Belden’s still and gentle face. He had removed his spectacles and without the light glinting off the glass, Snow could see the jade green of his eyes looking down at her, just before he set her on her feet and pulled the chain in the ceiling.

As the warm water flowed over her, Belden lathered a cloth and began to wash her, stroking and caressing every inch of her skin.

Skimming the edges of her breasts, the tops of her thighs, Belden carefully avoided the peaks and valleys that tangled and pulsed at the end of such an astounding night. By the time he had washed the soap from her arms, legs, belly and back, Snow’s breath was hitching again, her breasts resting and falling in trembling spasms.

Belden met her hooded eyes.

"Stand up straight," his commanding voice fisted in Snow’s core and she fought the rolling waves of exhaustion to obey. "Chest up,"

Snow sighed and lifted her chin and her chest, the rock hard tips of her breasts thrust forward. Belden smiled at the sight, his commanding demeanor slipping for a moment as Snow trembled under the weight of his gaze.

Without another word, he lifted the soapy cloth to her breasts and shaped them slowly, sliding the lather the swollen orbs, skimming the pink edge of her areolas, but neglecting her nipples that ached so badly—half from the intensity of the evening, and half from the building need that he was stoking inside her with every touch.

Snow’s eyes fluttered shut and she swayed into his hand.

"Stand straight," Belden snapped, the heat in his voice and the thickness of his swelling erection betraying the hard tone of his order.

Snow’s body flamed hotter, and she straightened her back struggling to stand tall as he continued his delicious teasing. As the circles of the cloth drew impossibly tight Snow fought the urge to press into his touch, savoring the delicious longing his teasing elicited.

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