Read Online Prue's Promises [Submissive Sirens 3] (Siren Publishing Allure) by Charlotte Smith - Free Book Online

nestled there and pounding himself into it. He was more than pleased with her legs. Muscled legs like hers would ensure she could take what he wanted to do to her. She’d be able to stand or kneel for as long as he wanted her to, taking his pleasure in whatever way he demanded.
    Cyrus completed his perusal, unsurprised that his cock was hard enough to pound nails. He was pleased to see that her nipples had pebbled against the fabric of her dress, and he could smell the sweet muskiness of her pussy as her body responded to him. His mouth watered as he recalled the taste of her juicy cunt, and it was all he could do not to spread her legs and eat her pussy right there.
    Instead, he reached forward and cupped his hand under her chin, bringing Prue’s befuddled gaze to his own sharp one. “We’ve been over this, love. You call me Sir.”
     
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    Prue’s head was spinning by the time she got back to her room. Cyrus had showed her around the club in detail, his pride evident in the building and everything that went with it. She didn’t blame him in the slightest. It was the kind of place she dreamed about living close to, and the more she saw of the place, the more she liked it.
    Cyrus had ended the tour by delivering Prue personally to her door, and they’d shared what she thought was a terribly awkward good night before he’d left. He hadn’t asked to come in, although that didn’t surprise Prue at all since she doubted he’d ask for anything. He’d command. Cyrus King was very definitely the king of this place, sending subs scurrying in all directions as they’d made their way through the club. Very few people made eye contact with him, and most people referred to him as “Sir.” Prue noticed again that he smiled rarely, and he always carried a modicum of Dom with him. It seemed he wasn’t just dominant in the bedroom, rather for him it was a way of life. Prue had shivered thinking about what that meant, his nature inspiring her to feel cared for while she was in his presence.
    When they’d reached her door, Cyrus had waited until she’d opened it before raising her hand to his lips, bidding her good night. She had all but melted, the courtly gesture charming her to her toes. She’d wished him good night, a stab of longing zinging through her as he turned and walked away down the hall. She’d sighed as she closed the door, wishing she’d had the nerve to ask him to stay. Oh well, he probably wouldn’t like it if I asked anyway.
    Prue leaned against the inside of her door after she’d closed it, letting the events of the day sink in. She yelped as a knock sounded, spinning around and opening the door, hoping against hope that Cyrus had decided to come back.
    Prue tried not to be disappointed as Lulu skipped into the room, a bottle of wine and two glasses in her hands.
    “Okay, you have to tell me what that was all about.” Lulu’s mischievous grin was infectious, and Prue grinned back at her. Lulu really reminded Prue of her friend Cleo, although the two looked nothing alike. Lulu clearly shared Cleo’s naughty temperament.
    “Well, here’s the thing.” Prue had already thought out what she’d say to Lulu since there was no way the woman was about to let her off the hook. “I met Sir…Cyrus once before, and I think he wanted to make sure I wasn’t some crazy stalker.”
    Lulu handed Prue a glass of wine, her eyes as big as saucers. “Where on earth did you meet him?”
    Prue took a sip of wine, drawing out the moment. “At a dance club.”
    Lulu shrieked, choking on her wine. “You danced with him? Forget tearing up the sheets, the two of you must have torn up the dance floor!”
    Prue smiled. “We had a lot of fun.”
    Lulu swatted her arm. “Did the fun continue later?” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, pursing her lips.
    Prue laughed outright. Yup, Lulu and Cleo were like peas in a pod. “Nah, I was on vacation with my girlfriends, and we have a strict code about going