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clothes, maybe even tinkle a little, ensuring that both of them remembered she was his willing captive.
    He resisted the urge to jerk off as he watched. Jared bared his teeth and groaned, his hands grabbing Shara. His fingers were speared into her hair, his entire body taut. Shara lifted her head abruptly and kissed the tip of his cock, smiling after she blew over it. Jared was practically writhing, but she held him back with a fingertip and mounted him. The other man was sprawled on his back, Shara sitting atop him. Damon loved the look of her in the sunshine, especially with those spots, and the wind tousling her hair. Jared whispered her name weakly as she began to move seductively. That man seemed to be overwhelmed by her desire, and Damon doubted he’d last long.
    He wouldn’t last long with her tormenting him like that.
    He wouldn’t put up with it either. He’d let her play for a while, then he’d roll her over and take his due. He’d tie her down and drive her crazy, make her beg him for satisfaction, then he’d see them both pleased.
    Maybe the cage afterward, or maybe he’d just bind her up in the bed, leaving her to sleep trussed beside him. Either way would be perfect.
    He watched as Jared approached his climax, wondering what Shara would do. Her lips were parted, her back arched. She rode the other man harder, pushing him to the summit, and Jared seized her waist. He buried himself inside her and came with a shout of pleasure.
    Shara smiled. When Jared sagged and tried to catch his breath, she eased away from him. She sat on the rock in the sunshine, ran her hands over her collar, then spread her legs wide. She might have known where Damon was hidden, because she seemed to be displaying herself to him. She ran her tongue over her lips and tipped her head back, then touched herself deliberately.
    Damon nearly stepped out of the jungle to go to her. He stared at the slick heat of her labia and wanted to taste her, wanted to bury himself inside her. He wanted to touch her and make her come. Did she whisper his name? Was she summoning him to satisfy her? He couldn’t be sure, although her lips worked. He saw her pinch her own clitoris, saw the orgasm rock through her body all too soon, and saw her skin flush. She shivered from head to toe, then opened her eyes and looked into the shadows of the jungle. She smiled, then shook herself, sparing the barest glance back at Jared.
    She was taunting him.
    She was showing him that she was only partly trained by his own terms. She’d kept from climaxing with Jared, but had deliberately pleased herself.
    That could only mean she wanted both discipline and a reward.
    Thanks to the display she’d made of her seduction of Jared, Damon was ready to provide both.
    * * *
    “Hey, I’m sorry,” Jared said, shaking his head as his breathing returned to normal.
    “For what?” Shara asked. She felt powerful and sexy, more in touch with her own desires than she ever had. It was the spots Damon had given her. Looking like an animal made it possible for her to just be in the moment, to surrender to temptation and to not overthink her impulses.
    She’d wanted Jared so she’d taken him.
    She wanted Damon to please her, so she hadn’t let herself orgasm.
    She wanted Damon to recapture her and punish her, so she’d pleased herself. She couldn’t wait to see what he’d do about that combination.
    Jared’s smile was friendly. It had been a sweet encounter, again the kind of sex she would have thought reasonable in the past. Now, sweet sex paled against the fiery encounters she’s had with Damon—and she wanted more of what he had to offer.
    “Well, it should be lady’s pleasure. You just surprised me, and it was so hot. I came so fast, without taking care of you.”
    “I took care of myself,” Shara replied.
    “But it’s never as good,” Jared said with a smile. “Come on, let’s try again.”
    “You’ll have to catch me first,” Shara teased, slipping to her