Surrender to the Sea (Lords of the Abyss Book 4) by Michelle M. Pillow Page A

erection along her sex.
    Brutus held his breath and didn’t move as she thrust up. She grabbed his hips and pulled, enjoying the slow glide of his body into hers. The humming energy coming from his hands and mouth caused an intense need to erupt inside her. She needed more.
    Somehow she managed to force him onto his back. He didn’t protest as she rode him. His hands moved from her breasts to her hips and back up again. His stomach flexed beneath her as he lifted to meet her thrusts. It didn’t take long before the pleasure overtook her and she was finding a jerking release. Brutus met his climax seconds later with a loud animalistic sound that could surely be heard beyond the walls of his home.
    Laurel collapsed next to him on the smaller bed. She breathed hard, too stunned by her intense climax to move.
    “You do not speak,” he said after a long moment. “Have I hurt you? I tried not to treat you like a nymph.”
    She resisted a small laugh. Her silence was simply the pleasure of the aftermath, and she was still trying to catch her breath. “Give a girl a minute to recover.”
    “I have injured you.” Brutus rolled up, looking horrified. He would have leaped out of the bed if she didn’t grab hold of his bicep to stop him. “I never meant to—”
    “You didn’t hurt me,” Laurel said. “It was very nice.”
    “Nice?” He studied her face.
    “Wonderful.”
    “Wonderful?”
    This time, she did chuckle. “What do you want me to say? You were a sex god?”
    “Oh, I am not a god,” Brutus assured her. “I would never be that cruel.”
    “Brutus?”
    “Yes.”
    “May I ask you something?”
    “Of course.”
    “Can you lay back down and stop talking now?” Laurel smiled at him. “Please?”
    He nodded and lay on his back. Brutus lifted a hand and let it hover over her thigh in indecision before placing it gently on her leg.
    She took several deep breaths, feeling her heart slow and body cool. After some time had passed, she asked, “What’s in the locked cabinet?”
    He didn’t answer.
    “Brutus?”
    “Should I speak now?” he inquired.
    Laurel nodded her head. “Yes, please.”
    “My pleasure nymph. All hunters are issued one to help with the affliction when we come out of the ocean.”
    “Pleasure nymph? Is that like a sex toy?” Laurel asked.
    “It is a receptacle for the affliction.”
    She turned to face him, propping up on an elbow. He rested on his back. “May I see this receptacle for the affliction?”
    “You wish to use the pleasure nymph? But it is not intended for females.” Brutus sat up. “I did not pleasure you correctly? You require servicing?”
    “Yes. Servicing. Because I’m like a car.”
    “I do not understand what that means.”
    “It was a bad joke,” Laurel said. “I don’t need to be serviced. I simply wanted to see what secrets are hidden in the cabinet.”
    Brutus looked unsure but finally nodded. He crossed the room naked. Laurel pulled the bedcovers over her body. She watched his firm legs and ass, mesmerized by the way his muscles moved beneath his skin. There was something very intimate and erotic about that moment. She held the covers tight to her chest. He was so free with his nudity, unconcerned where her eyes might be looking. And why wouldn’t he be confident?
    Brutus took a key from on top of the cabinet and unlocked the door. He opened it and stepped aside. “I will not keep secrets.”
    A life-sized doll hung on the cabinet door, her knees pulled up to her chest. The doll’s head was bald and her eyes closed. Other sex toys lined the shelves, all made for male use.
    Laurel deliberately touched her hair.
    “Oh.” Brutus reached to the shelf, grabbed a disc and clicked it into a slot on the doll’s neck. Red hair grew from the head. Next he placed a green disc in the doll’s temple and green eyes opened.
    “That’s, ah…” Laurel slowly stood, taking the bedding with her.
    “To help the affliction,” Brutus stated. He pulled the