Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
Roman frowned in confusion. “That made her safeword?”
“She’s nervous about meeting my family. She was young when her family died and she went to live with her grandpa. By the sound of it, he was a hermit. He didn’t have much to do with other people.”
“So she’s unsure what to do? How to interact? What to expect? But she’s usually so brave with everything she does.”
“Too brave. I know. Yet, this scared her.” He wasn’t sure why. “Let me carry her up to her playroom. I’ll settle her in the bed and turn the monitor on. Then we can work in your office without compromising the security of our work.”
They now had a camera monitor set up in her playroom to keep an eye on her if she was put down for a nap.
Not that she liked having to nap much.
“Uh, give me a second, maybe,” he said as he remembered exactly where his dick was.
“Why?” Roman asked.
“Because otherwise you might get an eyeful of my cock.”
“You have your knob out?” Roman asked. “Why?”
What to tell him?
But despite the fact that Roman was fairly inexperienced, that didn’t mean that he should baby him or keep things from him.
“She fell asleep sitting on my cock.”
“Sitting on it? Do you mean . . .”
“I mean that my cock is inside her pussy. You ever heard of cock warming? Sucking on a dick for comfort?”
“I’ve noticed that she likes to suck on a dick,” Roman said with a light blush in his cheeks.
“Ahh done that with you, has she?”
Roman nodded. Then he turned away so that Salem could draw her off his cock and set her to the side. He pulled his pants up and stood.
Reaching down, he managed to get her into his arms. She opened her eyes and glared at him.
Salem admitted that he was surprised that she didn’t wake up. She always seemed so alert. But right now she was completely relaxed.
It was a show of trust.
And he wouldn’t betray that.
Her eyes closed again and she slumped into his arms, letting out another snore.
“Adorable,” Roman whispered.
Salem nodded and carried her out of the room and up the stairs into her playroom.
Roman ran ahead of them and drew back the covers on her bed. Salem laid her down and pulled the covers up over her. Turning, he searched in a drawer and drew out a pacifier, hoping that would help keep her asleep.
Reaching for the monitor, he turned it on and picked it up so he could see her sleeping.
“Right, let’s get to work.”
41
Tamsyn woke up, feeling confused and a bit scared.
She didn’t like feeling scared.
Sitting up, she glanced around, her heart racing and a strangely muffled cry escaped her mouth as something dropped out of her mouth.
She glanced down to see a pacifier lying in her lap.
How did that happen?
Wait.
She was in her playroom. In the bed. Someone had put her in here . . . Salem?
But why?
Where was he? She was naked and she felt . . . strangely vulnerable.
The door shot open and she let out another cry. Alexei strode in.
No one had a walk like Alexei. Full of confidence, yet it wasn’t really a swagger exactly.
It was just him.
“Bunny,” he rumbled as he walked over and plucked her up. Then he held her with one arm under her ass. Her breasts were pushed against his chest and he wrapped an arm around her back. “Are you all right? Do you want me to whip his ass for you? I’ll do it.”
There was a rough, fierce note in his voice.
Protective.
Possessive.
It made her shiver with pleasure.
But what was he talking about?
“Whip whose ass?” she asked.
“Salem’s ass.”
“Why would I want you to whip Salem’s ass?” she asked in confusion.
“For making you say your safeword.”
Oh.
Ohhh. That was why she felt so out of sorts. That made sense.
“I don’t want you to whip Salem’s ass.”
“You sure?” he growled. “I feel like I should kick his ass.”
“Alexei!” Salem snapped as he walked into the room. “What the hell are you doing?”
“Taking care of our girl. The way you should have been earlier. She’s been through enough with her nightmare and then you go and do something to make her safeword.”
No, no, he had it all wrong and now she felt terrible.
“Salem didn’t do anything wrong,” she told him, leaning back to try and see his face.
He glanced down at her. “You would say that. You’re too nice.”
Tamsyn blinked. Nice?
“I’m not nice.”
“Of course you are,” Alexei said. “Look at the way you’re defending Salem even though he was the one in the wrong.”
“But he wasn’t,” she protested.
“Give her to me,” Salem demanded.
“No. You don’t deserve her,” Alexei countered.
“Alexei, I need to make sure she’s all okay. It’s my right to provide aftercare.”
“Only if you’re not a complete dickhead,” Alexei told him.
Dear Lord.
“Do I get a say?” she asked.