Read Online Remy's Release [Submissive Sirens] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Charlotte Smith - Free Book Online Page B

for a moment she’d missed Drake’s groan when she heard it but didn’t see his lips move, but the thought was banished an instant later when she tore her gaze from his to look around the rest of the sitting room.
    Remy suddenly became aware of two other heated gazes watching her. Joss and Knox, it seemed, had arrived before she and Drake had gotten back. She’d missed them while she’d been focused on Drake, but now she became acutely aware of both brothers.
    Knox had removed his tux jacket and was sitting on a plush sofa. Remy watched as he removed his bow tie, the movements somehow mesmerizing. She looked at those big hands as they undid the delicate knot she’d fashioned for him earlier, wondering if she’d come apart under his touch as quickly as the fabric had. He tugged the tie out from around his neck, the hiss of the tie against his shirt sensuous if a bit menacing. He rested his elbows on his knees as he leaned forward, lightly tapping the ends of the bow tie against his leg.
    As she watched Knox, Joss sidled up to Remy from where he stood. She became aware of his presence beside her first as a sense of warmth, then when she turned from Knox to look at his brother, the warmth blazed out of control as heat bloomed through her body to pool between her thighs. She was riveted on his mouth and couldn’t look away from those lips that appeared to have been carved under a sculptor’s hand. She stared at Joss’s lips, remembering how he’d used them to suck and nibble on her slit. She hadn’t even watched him do it since he’d been hidden under the desk, but faced with him now, she imagined what it had looked like. His lips had devoured her as his tongue laved every inch of her tender skin, and damn if she didn’t want him to do it again. Only this time, she wanted to watch as he plundered her with his wickedly talented mouth.
    Remy gasped as Joss reached out to her, stroking her cheek with the backs of his fingers. She finally came to her senses and realized something big was about to happen, and her whole system rebelled against what she was sure would lead to her embarrassing herself again. She felt how vulnerable she was surrounded by the brothers, and her mind, now working so fast her body could barely keep up, told her to seek shelter in the bathroom. She knew she could lock the door once she made it inside. With that thought firmly in mind, Remy fled like the prey she was.
    She made it exactly two steps before Joss caught her, wrapping his arms around her waist and tugging her back against his chest. Remy went wild in his hold, squirming and kicking to try and escape. She knew she was overreacting, knew she was probably better off trying to laugh off what had happened earlier as a joke, but the thought of doing so made her slightly ill. She couldn’t ignore it or dismiss it, but fuck if she was about to let it happen again. Just as she was about to resort to more violent tactics to secure her freedom, Drake appeared in front of her. He walked toward her leisurely, finishing the scotch in his glass and setting the heavy crystal down on a table. He held her gaze as he removed his jacket, the action somehow ominous as he tossed it over the arm of a sofa.
    Remy doubled her efforts to escape, scraping her heel down Joss’s shin and eliciting a curse from him. Rather than releasing her, though, Joss held firm.
    “Always knew she’d be a wildcat,” Joss drawled over Remy’s head to his brothers.
    “Keep struggling, sweetness,” he whispered into her ear, the moist puff of his breath lashing into Remy’s brain like a drug, sending little tendrils of desire shooting down from her ear straight to her pussy. “The more you fight us, the sweeter it will be to hear you begging us for more.” With his words, Joss hugged her closer, making her struggles even more useless.
    That gave Remy pause. That and the fact that Drake had now come to stand directly in front of her. She stilled as she saw the feral look