Use Me [Dungeon Masters 5] (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting) by Cara Adams Page B

began scooping all Raff’s mail into a pile. This was something she could do for him. Sort it into trash, letters, and magazines. It took her several armloads to move it all to the table in his living room and then she sat down and began sorting. Darcy and Raff had both disappeared, leaving the luggage by the door.
    She smelled coffee and looked into the kitchen area. Darcy had scrubbed out the coffee pot and put coffee on to heat and now he was washing some mugs.
    “That’s a good idea. Thanks.”
    “There was even some powdered milk in the pantry. It’s a fraction after its best before date but it smells perfectly all right and I hate my coffee black.”
    “I do, too. I can’t imagine that will hurt but you can drink yours first to be our taste tester.”
    “You’re so kind.”
    Raff came out to join them, a smile on his face. “Everything is exactly how I left it. Well, as best I can remember. I wasn’t thinking terribly clearly toward the end. But all my documentation was in the file so that’s a huge relief.”
    “Coffee’s ready. Come and sit with us,” said Darcy.
    “You can look through your mail while you drink your coffee,” said Violet.
    “I found some trash bags in the pantry. I’ll bring one over with me.”
    Raff and Violet laughed but she felt incredibly relieved. His apartment was untouched, and he had the papers he needed. All they had to do now was keep his appointments at the bank and at his old employer’s. He needed to choose what he wanted to bring with him and that would fit in the suitcases, and then they could leave. Surely that wouldn’t be too hard.

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    By midnight they were all tired, but they’d achieved a hell of a lot, at least in Darcy’s opinion. “Time for bed. Ugh. After I wash my hands.”
    “Mine, too. My fingernails are black.”
    “There you go. No need to paint them to be a Goth,” teased Raff.
    Darcy hadn’t brought any toys with him. He supposed he could have tied Violet up with neckties and spanked her with a wooden spoon or a hairbrush, but they were all very tired and just finding out the apartment was safe had been a huge release of tension for them all. Vanilla sex was all they needed tonight. By Sunday night they’d be home again and he could spend the airplane journey planning a refreshing dungeon scene for them all.
    He had packed lube and condoms. He wasn’t completely laid back. They clambered into bed and snuggled together for so long, Darcy thought perhaps they’d all just fall asleep where they were, but his dick badly wanted to be inside Violet so he thought he’d test her feelings on the matter. Darcy slid a hand down between their bodies and rubbed her nipple. It was a hard little point. It seemed she was interested.
    As soon as he did that, Raff pushed a leg between Violet’s legs and pressed closer to her back. He gripped her shoulders and said, “I wonder if I have any lube in the nightstand.”
    “Don’t worry, I bought some with us. And condoms.”
    “Oh good. Milk powder past its best before date is one thing. Condoms I prefer not to be out of date,” said Violet.
    Darcy handed Raff a condom and said, “Why don’t you entertain our pushy woman while I prepare her ass?”
    “My pleasure.”
    “Oh, I think some of that pleasure will be mine as well.” Violet giggled.
    “As I said, pushy.” Darcy waited until she had settled herself over Raff and he was licking and sucking her nipples before he spread her ass cheeks and began softening and opening her back door.
    She was so enticing. The day had been a long one. They’d all worked until midafternoon, caught an airplane, flown from Ohio to New York, made their way to Raff’s apartment, and then spent several hours sorting and packing Raff’s possessions.
    Yet despite all that, the moment he touched Violet’s warm, soft skin, he wanted her, needed her, had to possess her once again. She was a wonderful companion. Bright and fun, intelligent and vivacious. Never