Deeper [The Underground 3] (Siren Publishing Allure)

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but he wasn’t done with her yet. He rubbed his thumb on her clit and pumped his hips forward, sliding his dick in and out of her still-clenching pussy. “Come for me again, baby. Now.” Another orgasm ripped through her and she felt the world drifting away, but not before she heard Tate let out a loud grunt from his own climax. His big body stilled and everything around her darkened, which had nothing to do with the blindfold. Mouth open and body completed sated, Stella let herself slip into a sexually euphoric sleep.
     
    * * * *
     
    It was a field of flowers, poppies to be exact. They were yellow and black like a cat’s eye and watched every move she made. The gown she wore, billowing behind her and around her ankles felt like a lover’s caress. She could see Tate up ahead, his back to her, all muscular and powerful. When she reached him she lifted her hand and touched the middle of his back, his white shirt soft under her fingertips. Through the material she could see the rest of his tattoo. The body of the dragon was thick and muscular, just like the man itself. He turned around, a smile lighting up his face, a face that wasn’t classically handsome but more so very rugged and harsh. She let her eyes travel down his body and felt her eyes widen when she saw the crimson splatter of blood across his chest. The once-white shirt looked like a grisly murder scene and she took a step back. He held a human heart, one that still beat in his large hands. Blood sprayed from the artery, casting a spray of red that the wind carried to feed the flowers.
    “You look surprised at what you’re seeing, Stella. I am who I am.”
    Stella woke with a start, her breathing harsh in the dimly lit room. Sweat had her hair plastered to her head and she quickly pushed the sticky tendrils out of her face. They felt like fingers touching her and she couldn’t stand it. Sunlight tried to peek through the thick curtains that were slightly parted. Through that tiny gap she could see the sun starting to rise through the glass of the window.
    Pushing the sheets off her legs she sat on the edge and covered her face with her hands. Her heart beat a wild rhythm and she dropped her hands, glancing over at the clock on the bedside table. It was barely past six in the morning, but she knew she didn’t have to look at the other side of the bed to know Tate wasn’t there. After the intense sex they shared she had collapsed in sleep that had been interrupted by a very disturbing dream. Once during the night she had woken, found him sleeping quietly beside her, and drifted back to sleep. It had been a surprise to see him sleeping beside her, but now that he was gone it felt far more normal. She just didn’t see Tate doing something as “normal” as staying the night beside her, despite the intimacy they had shared.
    She pushed off the bed and grabbed a set of clothes out of her bag and headed into the bathroom to get cleaned up. Once in the bathroom she looked around and saw the large Jacuzzi tub. A sigh escaped her and a smile touched her mouth. This might be a fucked-up situation she was in, but right now that tub looked something dreamy and she was going to soak in it until the soreness in her nether regions eased and her fingers and toes became prunes. Looking down at her wrists she rubbed the red lines that circled the flesh. She had been straining so hard against the restraints that the leather had dug into her skin. There had never been a time when she had been restrained, or even contemplated it, but she found that being tied up and letting Tate have control over her body had been…freeing.
    She turned the water on and picked up one of the bottles of bubble bath that lined the back shelf. The scent of roses surrounded her when she popped the cap and she moaned at the delicious floral scent. Pouring a dollop in the running water, bubbles started forming and the scent of roses intensified until that was all she could smell. When she was naked

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