Collared: Ashton [Collared Lovers] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free Page B

she knew the times she had spoken to Sophie about what happens at the club tripped her trigger in a way straight vanilla sex never could. It made her hunger for the dark, edgy sex that she knew was prevalent in the lifestyle. While she was on a roll she had to recognize the fact that pain wasn’t unwelcome for her. She often had a better orgasm masturbating, when she pinched her nipples or clit.
    Ashton conceded that she was nearly desperate for something to change in her life and this was the perfect opportunity to stop hiding. Ashton knew these men were committed to one another so it was unlikely tonight would be anything more than a peek into something she potentially had interest in. Watching the two men on the sofa she had to acknowledge that she wanted what they had and she wasn’t going to find it drowning herself in endless shifts at the hospital. It was time for her to start living, and she was going to start by throwing herself completely into this experience and enjoying it to the fullest.

Chapter Three
     
    Nate watched as Ty eagerly got up to answer the doorbell to collect the things that had been ordered for Ashton while she had been asleep.
    He had been thrilled when she had agreed to stay, and they had spent the early afternoon together talking. Ty had made them lunch, and they convinced her to take a nap while they were watching television. She had curled up in the huge lounge chair while both of them lounged on the large, overstuffed sofa. Each man had been careful not to touch her throughout the rest of the afternoon to give her time to just get to know them. When she had fallen asleep, Ty had made arrangements for some proper sub and toiletry items to be sent to their home.
    For the last hour Nate had been watching her rest. Her hair was curling in wild disarray, and her skin was flushed with sleep. She was so beautiful. He would give almost anything if they could make this work, to hold them at night and wake up to both of them every morning. He knew she could help them heal, but she had to want to be with them, to accept their love.
    Watching her blink sleepily, Nate saw her wake slowly as Ty came in carrying bags and a gift box from the exclusive lingerie boutique most of their clients used.
    Ty held three bags out for Ashton and explained. “Ashton, here are some things you might need to get ready, and something to wear this evening. You can use the bedroom upstairs at the end of the hall on the right. If you need anything we are in the bedroom to the left at the top of the stairs. We have a few things to do before we can get ready to go, but go on up and make yourself comfortable. Would you like a glass of juice or a bottle of water?”
    “No thank you,” Ashton said, curiously peering at the bags.
     
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    Getting the bags from Ty, Ashton carried everything upstairs and went to the bedroom the guys told her to use. The beauty of the room left her speechless. The suite was gorgeous. The walls were a light, cool blue, the intricate trim was white, and the large furniture all in black. The decorations were all coordinating tones of black and white, even the pictures. The comforter was varying shades of the colors in the room.
    She dumped the bags on the bed. The contents that spilled out surprised her. It appeared that they had thought of everything. There was shampoo, conditioner, body wash, a body poof, a razor, shaving cream, toothbrush and toothpaste, and a perfume set that had lotion. Even a brush and a tube of hair gel sat at the bottom of the bag.
    Loading her arms with the things she would need, she realized it would actually require a couple of trips, but she managed to place everything appropriately in the bathroom. The sink surprised her most. There were three basins instead of the normal dual. Opening the large glass enclosure that housed the shower, she put the items in it on the shelves and took a moment to admire all of the shower heads and the travertine tile.
    Stripping