“What do you want, Salem?” Riordan asked as soon as he opened the door. “Are you summoning me here to question me about Patrick? Because I’ve already been cleared of any wrongdoing.”
“That’s not why I’ve brought you here,” Salem said. “Come in.”
God. He hoped this was the right thing to do. Riordan could ruin everything for them. But if that happened, he’d take his family and disappear. Roman already had things set up to take them to Escana, where they’d be protected.
Where she would be protected.
“We have someone who wants to meet you,” Salem said. “And if you do anything to hurt her, you’re a dead man.”
Riordan’s eyes widened. He looked worn down. Exhausted. On a different day, Salem might have felt sorry for him. But he had other worries.
“Who?”
Salem shook his head and led him into the office.
Nerves filled her.
She couldn’t believe they were doing this. She didn’t think she could ever let Riordan know who she was.
He might still reject you.
“If he hurts you, I’ll kill him,” Alexei said.
She patted his hand as she strode past him.
Roman was sitting on the sofa while Alexei stood in the middle of the room. And she paced up and down the room.
Then the door opened. Salem stepped in first, looking worried.
Should she do this? She was causing them so much worry. And she’d given them enough of that.
“Have faith,” Roman said. “I think everything will be okay.”
Riordan walked in. He was a handsome man. But he looked exhausted. As though he could use several weeks’ worth of sleep.
“Why am I here? To meet Ms. Clemens?” he asked.
“Actually, that’s a false last name. And I have a new one,” she explained.
“A fake name? Who are you?”
“Once upon a time I was Tamsyn O’Shea,” she said. “And my mother was Molly O’Shea. My father, well, he was Patrick O’Connor.”
She watched as Riordan went pale.
“Apparently, he loved my mother but hated me. After she died, he sent me to live with my grandfather on a remote island. It wasn’t a fun place to live. Then when my grandfather died, he came for me. And he took me to his island where he tortured me. Where he turned me into his spy by threatening people I cared about. The people who were my family. I was used to gain information on his enemies so he could bring them down. Something I have to live with for the rest of my life, even though I tried to do what I could to mess up his plans and protect who I could.”
Riordan was still staring at her so she kept going.
“And then, when I fell in love and openly defied him, he had me kidnapped and brought to him. I was there when he took his last breath and I’m not sorry he’s dead. I can’t be sorry.”
Riordan stumbled to a chair and sat. Then he leaned his head forward between his knees. Should she go to him? Was he all right?
He straightened. “You’re my niece.”
“Yes.”
“No one can know,” Salem warned. “No one can know about her. Pinky made her a ghost.”
Riordan stood and glared at Salem. “Why the fuck would I tell anyone?”
“Well, technically, I worked for a criminal.”
“Because you were threatened,” he said fiercely.
“Yes. I did try my best to protect anyone who was innocent,” she said. “And I tried to give him information that was fairly useless. However, most people won’t see it like that.”
“Most people aren’t me.”
Had he really just said that?
“I knew him, not well as we got older. But I often thought there was something behind the façade and I did nothing. Does that make me an accessory? Maybe. But you were trying to protect people and I’m certain you’re glossing over the worst of it.”
“So you don’t think I’m wicked like him? Because we share blood?” she whispered.
Riordan’s face grew fierce. Almost scary. “Don’t you ever say that about yourself again.”
Alexei stepped between them. “Don’t speak to her like that!”
“Get out of my way!” Riordan snarled.
She stepped between them before things grew more tense.
“Tamsyn,” they both snapped at her.
“You never get between me and someone else,” Alexei scolded.
“He’s right, niece,” Riordan said.
Good Lord.
“I just want to talk to Riordan,” she said to Alexei.
“Uncle Riordan. At least, if you want to call me that,” Riordan said awkwardly. “In private.”
“I’d love that very much,” she whispered.
“Would you also like a hug?” he asked, holding out his arms.
She flew into his embrace, ignoring the growls from Salem and Alexei.
Riordan hugged her and it felt like something that had been missing inside her appeared.
“I would have taken you in,” he whispered. “Had I known, I would have protected you from him.”
“Ditto,” she said.
He let out a surprised laugh. “One day, I want you to tell me it all, okay?”
“But not today.” She just couldn’t tell him it all yet.
“No, not today. Although I do want to talk about what you’re doing getting involved with three men.”
More growls from her men, but she smiled. “They’re good men.”
Riordan sighed. “You’re not going to let me do the fatherly thing and warn them that if they hurt you, they’re dead men.”
She giggled. “I can’t let you hurt them. Not when I love them.”
“That kind of takes the fun out of it.”
“Are you excited about going to Escana for the first time?” Erica asked her as they all started boarding the private plane that the princes had sent for them.
“Um. Yes. Of course.”
Tamsyn felt Alexei come up behind her as Erica walked off.
Uh oh.
“You just lied, didn’t you, Bunny?”
She winced. The four of them had had a long talk about her lies. They understood why she couldn’t tell them the truth and they forgave her.
But they’d also made her promise that she would never lie to them in the future.
Was she in trouble now?
Tamsyn glanced back at Alexei. He had his eyebrow raised and was giving her a stern look. Her shoulders slumped.
Great.
She was going to spend her first ever holiday getting her butt spanked every day.
“It wasn’t to you, though,” she pointed out.
“Hmm. That’s true. Lucky save.”
She breathed out a sigh of relief as they reached the stairs leading up to the plane.
Salem stopped in front of her and held out his hand. She slid her hand into his with a smile. “Can you believe we’re going on holiday? My very first. That I can remember, anyway.”
Salem’s smile slid off his face. Shoot. She shouldn’t have said that. It always made them sad when she mentioned things about her childhood.
Well, her non-existent childhood.
She’d spent hours and hours telling them about her life and she knew it hadn’t been easy for them to hear it. But they’d insisted.
Alexei had had to leave several times to work out his anger on his boxing bag, while Roman had sat on his laptop and researched how to help someone with childhood trauma.
Like they didn’t all have that, anyway.
Well, except for Salem.
His family was amazing, and they were all here on the plane. Even his mum and dad. Salem had finally convinced his mum that nothing bad would happen to her if they left the UK.
She hoped that was true.
She settled into the private plane next to Roman, who smiled over at her. Then he set his phone down so he could do up her belt.
“Make sure you check her belt,” Alexei bossed as he sat facing her. Salem was next to him. “Bunny, don’t take that off unless you need to use the bathroom. And then one of us will take you.”
“David, how come you never check if my belt is secure?” Charlene complained as Roman checked Tamsyn’s belt.
David sighed. “Because I’m not as perfect as Alexei, Roman, or Salem.”
“You are certain this plane is safe?” Salem’s mum asked. “It’s not very big.”
“It’s bigger than I thought it would be,” Con said.
“And so fancy,” Erica added. “I’m so excited. I’m going to lay on the beach or by the pool. I wish we had a cocktail.”
“Ooh yes, cocktails.” Charlene clapped her hands. “Tamsyn, do you need a cocktail?”
Tamsyn tilted her head to the side. “I don’t believe I’ve ever had one.”
There was silence.
Oh no. Had she said the wrong thing?
She gave Salem a panicked look, but he just winked at her.
“Oh my God!” Erica cried. “It’s time to corrupt you!”
“I loooveee cocktails!” she cried as Alexei carried her down the stairs.
A wave of heat hit her.
“They are the best. They are the best. And so are Erica and Charlene! They are the best!”
“Wow, she really can’t handle her alcohol, huh?” David commented.
“I can too. I held it all by myself. No bottles or sippy cups needed.”
Suddenly, Alexei pressed her face into his chest.
“Be quiet now, Bunny, before you go revealing anything else you shouldn’t.”
She didn’t know what he was talking about.
“It’s a game,” Roman whispered to her. “If you can stay silent until we get into our room, you get a prize.”
“Like I get to suck-on-your-cock sort of prize?” she asked.
Someone gasped.
Oh no, she hoped they hadn’t seen a crocodile.
They were scary!
“It’s not a crocodile,” Salem soothed. “But you do need to play the silent game, now.”
“Okie-dokie, Daddy.”
Alexei was finding it hard not to burst out laughing.
“Stop it,” Roman told him. “This is serious. She basically just outed Salem as her Daddy.”
“Yeah, so? I don’t know why we are hiding it from them. They know everything else.” He slid into the waiting limo and Roman slid in beside him. To his surprise, Salem’s parents opted to come in with them along with Salem, who was looking a bit red.
“Has she fallen asleep?” Jad asked.
“Yeah.” Alexei tightened his hold on her. Usually, he’d prefer she wear a seatbelt. But he wouldn’t allow anything to happen to her while his arms were around her.
“She calls you Daddy,” Sara said without a hint of emotion in her voice.
“Yes,” Salem said. “You see—”
“Alina has that sort of relationship with her men,” Jad interrupted him. “Nothing wrong with it.”
“Of course not,” Sara said. “People should be free to be who they want to be. None of our business what you do in your private life.”
“See? Nothing to worry about,” Alexei told Salem.
Salem let out a sigh of relief.
“Now, what is first on the itinerary?” Jad asked.
“Today, we settle into our accommodation,” Roman said. “Tomorrow we’re having a tour of the palace, and lunch with Alina and her men. The next day is for relaxing, then a suit and dress fitting, then the rehearsal dinner. And, finally, the wedding.”
Alexei just hoped that they got some time to themselves in all of that. Because he wanted to show their girl how much fun a holiday could be.
“This holiday is no fun!” she cried before vomiting again. “I’m sick!”
Salem held her hair off her face, rubbing her back with his free hand as she threw up again.
“It m-must have been t-the food on the p-plane.”
“Really?” Roman asked from the doorway to the bathroom.
Why did they all have to be in here with her? Was she not humiliated enough?
“Because we ate all the same food,” Roman said. “And none of us are sick.”
“It wasn’t the food,” Alexei called out. “It was the booze.”
“What?” she asked as Salem helped her sit on the floor with her back resting against the wall. He then took the cloth that Roman handed him and wiped her mouth, then hands. “It was the alcohol? But I barely drank anything.”
“Nope, you’re a complete lightweight,” Alexei said, joining them in the bathroom.
Luckily, it was a big bathroom. Although, she kind of wished they were all in the bath.
Together.
She had plans for this holiday. And number one on her list was getting the three of them to take her together.
Which wasn’t going to happen while she was ill.
“That’s not fair,” she complained. “I want to be a heavyweight. I want to be able to drink as much as I like! They taste so good! Why would they make you so miserable?”
“Well, alcohol isn’t actually good for you,” Roman told her. “It can lead to heart disease, liver disease, brain damage, bone damage, among other things.”
Right.
And abject misery and humiliation.
“Got it. I’m never drinking again.”
Alexei snorted and she glared at him.
“How about we get you all snuggled up on the couch with some dry toast and water,” Salem suggested.
“I’m sorry I’m ruining our holiday, Daddy,” she told him.
“The holiday isn’t ruined. It’s barely started,” he reassured her. “Besides, you could never ruin anything.”
He picked her up and carried her into the living area of the small three-bedroom house they’d been given.
After setting her down on the sofa, Roman wrapped a blanket around her, sitting next to her.
Then Salem brought her over some toast and water in her sippy cup while Alexei found them something to watch.
And it was kind of a perfect start to their holiday.
“Are you crying, darling girl?” Roman whispered to Tamsyn as they stood and watched Alina marry her men.
They were in the gardens of the palace, and it all looked amazing. White chairs had huge silk ribbons tied to the back of them. There was an archway of flowers that Alina and her men stood under on top of a white platform.
Later on, there would be drinks and dancing. Everyone just seemed so happy.
“Yes.”
“Why? Are you unhappy?” he asked, alarmed. He’d thought that she and Alina had gotten along really well.
“No, not at all. It’s just so beautiful.”
She was crying because she thought the wedding was beautiful? That made little sense.
But then a lot of things in a relationship made little sense, sometimes you just had to push away logic and thought and go with things.
Something he often found hard. Which is why he was stuck overthinking what was meant to happen tonight. What he and Alexei and Salem had talked about.
Yeah, he was nervous. But did he want it?
Definitely.
After the ceremony, he grabbed a plate to fill with finger food for Tamsyn. The main meal was later tonight, but she’d need some food to keep her going.
She was finally getting some color in her cheeks and keeping some much-needed weight on. He liked to think he’d helped with his meal plans.
However, it probably helped that she wasn’t stressed all the time. With a full plate, he walked back to where she stood with Alexei and Salem. Ian and Jack, who often acted as Alina’s bodyguards, were talking with them.
“Here you are, darling girl. Eat something. I got you some protein, carbs, and healthy fats.”
She smiled at him. “Thank you.”
A dark-haired woman and another man walked up to them.
“Ahh, good. I wanted to introduce you guys to our Maggie and Jameson. This is Salem, Alina’s brother, Alexei, Roman, and Tamsyn.”
“It’s you,” Maggie whispered. “Well, your hair is no longer dark, but it’s you.”
Roman tensed, wondering why she was staring at Tamsyn like that.
“Umm.” Tamsyn appeared hesitant.
“Or am I not meant to know you? I’m so sorry, did I ruin your cover?”
“Maggie?” Jack asked. “What’s going on?”
“Umm.” It was Maggie’s turn to appear hesitant.
“It’s all right,” Tamsyn said. “I was undercover, but now I’m not. And my hair used to be dyed. You can tell them.”
“Tamsyn is the woman who saved me when I was kidnapped,” Maggie said.
Jack, Ian, and Jameson gaped down at Tamsyn.
Then, to Roman’s shock, Jameson pulled Tamsyn into his arms.
“Thank you, Tamsyn. I don’t know why you were there or what you were doing but thank you for saving our girl.”
Roman wasn’t sure what he felt about another man touching their girl. Alexei was frowning and looked like he was about to explode.
However, Salem stepped forward and tapped Jameson’s shoulder. “I’m glad Tamsyn could help Maggie, but maybe you could let go of our girl?”
“Oh, yeah. Sorry.” Jameson stepped back and gave them a sheepish look while wrapping his arm around Maggie. “We just owe you everything.”
“We really do,” Ian said.
“If there’s anything you ever want, we’re your guys,” Jack added with a grin.
“Thank you for your offer,” Roman told them. “But whatever our girl needs, we give her. No one else.”
All three men smiled.
“We get it,” Ian said. “We’d do anything for our girl too.”
“Salem!”
They all turned as Alina rushed toward them in a whirl of cream silk and lace. She wore a princess dress with a tight corset and a full skirt. Roman thought she looked amazing.
What would Tamsyn look like in a wedding dress?
Salem gathered Alina up as Maggie and her men faded into the background.
“I’m so glad you all came,” she told them. Something she’d been saying often since they got off the plane in Escana.
Turning, she gave Alexei a hug too.
Uh-oh.
He couldn’t turn away a hug from the bride, could he?
But then Tamsyn slid up against him and he wrapped an arm around her. So when Alina turned to them, she just smiled.
“Tamsyn! I’m so happy you’re here too.”
“It was a beautiful ceremony,” Tamsyn told her.
“You look gorgeous, Alina,” he added.
Alina flushed. “Thank you!”
Her husbands walked up behind her and Ryiad drew her into his arms.
“You shouldn’t just run off like that, wife,” Jonan scolded.
“Yes, we need you close,” Trin added.
She rolled her eyes at them. “I didn’t run off. I was right here with my brother!”
“Well, we want you right where we can touch you,” Derik told her with a kiss.
“Thank you for all coming,” Ryiad told them. “And for convincing Alina’s mother to come.”
“It wouldn’t have been the same without her,” Alina said with a sniffle.
All of her men gave her horrified looks, reassuring her gently.
“There’s nothing wrong is there?” Pippa asked as she walked up to them.
Roman felt Tamsyn tense. “Are you all right?”
“Oh my God, we’re close to a real-life princess,” she whispered back to him. “She’s so . . . so princessy.”
They’d met all of Pippa’s husbands a couple of days ago, but she had been noticeably absent. They’d all told them just to use their names rather than titles.
Pippa turned to them with a smile. “I’m so glad you could all make it. I’m sorry I haven’t seen you before now.”
One of her husbands walked up behind her, placing his hand on a small belly bump.
“You’ve been busy growing our baby, Tamiya,” Kassim told her. “Never apologize for that.”
“I guess the cat is out of the bag,” Pippa said as they started to congratulate her.
“Little one, what are you doing walking around?” Tavi asked as Pippa’s other husbands joined her.
Matek didn’t say anything, he simply picked her up in his arms and carried her away as Aric fussed over her.
When Pippa and her husbands left, Ryiad turned to them all. “So, have you all considered moving to Escana? Now that you’re all in a relationship together?”
Move?
He’d never thought about moving.
Before any of them could say anything, they were interrupted.
“Wolfe! I’m fine! The doctor said it’s fine for me to be out and about. He told you that I need to walk. He said that you carrying me everywhere isn’t healthy for me or the baby.”
A woman with dark eyes and a kind smile approached them.
“Hello! We haven’t met! I’m Vivi.” She was very clearly pregnant. Was she close to giving birth? He gave her an alarmed look.
What would Tamsyn look like pregnant?
The man standing behind her glared at them all, sizing them up as though he thought that they might do something to hurt her.
“And this glowering guy is Wolfe,” Vivi said. “Just ignore him. He’s in full-on protective Daddy mode. The Daddy part is because he is my Daddy but he’s also going to be one.” She rubbed her belly. “Sometimes it’s confusing.”
“No, it’s not,” Wolfe grumbled. “And you’ve been on your feet enough. We’re going to go sit in the shade and you will drink some water.”
Vivi protested as he picked her up, but he ignored her.
“Wolfe!” someone yelled. “Put her down. She’s allowed to walk.”
“No!” Wolfe snapped as two men chased after him.
Alexei snorted. “She’s got her hands full with that guy.”
“Yeah, she does,” Alina said. “So, what do you say about moving here? Please.” She gave Salem big puppy dog eyes.
“Don’t give me that look,” Salem told her, looking pained. “I don’t think we can move. At least, not at the moment.”
“But maybe in the future,” Alexei added.
Yes.
Maybe in the future.
“The wedding was so beautiful.” She twirled through the living room of their accommodation. “Wasn’t it lovely?”
Salem watched with an indulgent smile as she twirled her way over to the sofa.
“Be careful,” Alexei barked.
“There really isn’t a lot of room in here for dancing,” Roman worried.
But she landed elegantly on the sofa.
“The whole day has been amazing. Someone did my hair! And make-up! Like in a fairytale!” She flung her arms out. “So. Romantic.”
“And you look so beautiful,” Salem said in a husky voice.
“Don’t I?” she replied.
“SB. So Beautiful,” Roman told her with a smile.
She gasped again, her hand on her chest. “You’re using acronyms. I love acronyms.”
“I know what else you love,” Alexei said.
Please don’t say his cock. Please don’t say his cock.
They did not need this romantic moment to be interrupted by Alexei’s dick.
“What’s that?” she asked as Alexei kneeled by the couch.
He leaned forward. “Angel kisses.”
She closed her eyes as he gave her some angel kisses. Then he actually kissed her, putting his hand around the back of her neck.
Damn it. Salem should have done that.
Idiot.
“Although I still want to know what MGB stands for,” Alexei said.
She smiled. “I think I should keep that one to myself.”
“Oh, I don’t think so. Not unless you want to be tickled.” He started to tickle her. She screamed, giggling and gasping for breath.
“Mr. Grumpy Butt!” she cried. “It’s Mr. Grumpy Butt!”
He grunted. “That should be a spanking offence.”
“No way!” she cried.
He grinned and winked at her.
“We have something to ask you,” Salem said, moving on onto his knees next to Alexei and shoving him over slightly.
Roman kneeled next to him as she sat up straight, staring at them with wide eyes.
“Are you asking me if you can all have sex with me?” she asked breathlessly.
“Uh, no,” Salem said.
“Is that what you want?” Roman asked.
“I’m down for that,” Alexei said.
This was going in a far different direction than anticipated.
“The plan was to propose,” Roman said, scratching at his head. “But if you want to all have sex together, I suppose we can pivot.”
Definitely a different direction.
Salem turned to glare at Roman while Alexei choked on a laugh. Tamsyn gasped.
Shit.
Salem hoped she wasn’t upset that this was her proposal. It was meant to be romantic and sweep her off her feet. Instead, it had turned into this . . . calamity.
“Tamsyn, I’m so sorry,” he said.
“Why are you sorry?” she asked. “Are you taking it back?”
“What? No. Of course not.”
“Then I’m getting a proposal and group sex? After a wedding?”
“Um,” he replied, unsure of what his answer should be.
“BDE!” she cried.
Huh?
“Best Day Ever,” Roman informed him.
“Really?” he asked.
“Keep up with the play, man,” Alexei said, whacking his back. “The girl wants sex and to get married.”
“You do?” Salem asked, feeling like he was stuck in a whirlwind.
“Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Oh, please.” She put her hands together in a praying position. “Can I have that?”
“Yes, well, we still have to ask you properly.”
“Oh yes, let’s do it properly.” She sat straight with her hands in her lap. “Please go ahead.”
Roman reached over to place his hand on hers. “Darling girl, you’ve shown me that I’m worth loving. That I can be who I am, I don’t have to fit a mold, and that you’ll love me no matter what.”
“And you can love yourself,” she added.
Roman smiled. “Yes, I can love myself.”
“Just please not in front of us,” Alexei muttered.
Salem elbowed him in the side. “You can talk.”
Tamsyn shot them both a look. “Shh. It’s Roman’s turn to woo me. You can both go next.”
“Bossy bit of goods,” Salem told her with a grin.
“Woo?” Alexei asked.
“Woo,” she said firmly.
“Yes, I am wooing her. Both of you, shut up,” Roman said forcefully.
He would never have spoken to them like that before Tamsyn.
Salem was so proud of him.
“I love how we read books together,” Roman continued. “Before you, I rarely touched anyone and now I look forward to those moments where I get to hold your hand, to hug you, to just be myself with you. Thank you, Kitten. For accepting me as me. I love you so much. Will you marry me?”
“Yes! And I’m going to hug you!” she cried as she threw herself at him.
She drew back and kissed him on the lips before settling into her seat and looking to Salem and giving him a regal nod. “You may go.”
“Thank you, baby. Or maybe I should start calling you princess.”
“Your highness will suffice,” she replied.
Alexei snorted and he elbowed him again.
“Ouch. I’m going to bruise there.”
It would serve him right.
“Tamsyn, you came into our lives at a time when I was lost. I just didn’t realize it. I had become addicted to work, I was never there for my family or friends. But when you arrived, you drew me out of the darkness and reminded me that there is more to life than work and duty. There is fun and laughter. There is pleasure and sadness. There’s you. You are more than I deserve, and I will never let you go.” He was aware of the deep possession in his voice and the way her eyes grew warm. She liked that.
Well, good.
Because she was his.
“I want you to always be my pet, my baby, my little one. And now I want to add wife to that list. Will you marry me, my love?”
“I will!” she cried, giving him the same hug and kiss. Although he deepened the kiss as he placed his hand around the back of her head.
When she sat back, she was flushed and smiling.
Good.
“Your turn,” she said to Alexei.
He snorted. “Bunny, I’m not taking a turn asking you. I’m telling you. You’re marrying me. You think Salem is possessive? I’m twice as bad because I don’t care about consent.”
Salem sighed. This wasn’t off to a good start.
“He doesn’t mean that,” Roman said hesitantly.
“I do mean it. She’s mine. And I’m hers. She doesn’t have to ask me, either. Because we belong together. I know I fought it in the beginning. I didn’t believe it. But once I figured out that you were mine, I knew you would be forever. Because there is no longer any me without you. I wouldn’t be able to function, to live. So you will marry me, love me, be mine forever. Because that’s what I need to survive.”
How did that arrogant statement come off so romantic? It had their girl melting into him.
And he shot them a smug look over her shoulder.
The bastard.
Then she shot back and stood. “Time for group sex!”
She ran toward the bedroom, trying to take off her dress as she moved. Salem swept her up into his arms.
“You’re going to trip over your feet, baby,” he warned as he carried her into the main bedroom. He set her down on the floor at the end of the bed.
Roman moved in behind her to undo her dress while Salem lightly kissed her forehead, then down her nose to her lips. As more of her skin was exposed, he kissed that too. First her shoulders, then her breasts.
She hadn’t worn a bra today.
She couldn’t in the dress she’d chosen. But it meant that it was one less layer to worry about.
Roman tugged her dress down and Salem kneeled in front of her. Her heart raced. Please tell her that he was going to do what she thought he was.
“Put your hands on my shoulders for balance, baby.”
She did as ordered as he kissed her belly.
“That’s it. You’re being such a good girl for us. So perfect. So beautiful.” He placed his mouth on her mound, kissing it through her panties.
“Please,” she said, running her fingers through his hair.
“Please what?” he asked.
“Please make me come.”
“Your wish. Our command, Bunny,” Alexei said, moving in behind her.
Salem quickly removed her panties and then Alexei picked her up, holding her back against his chest. His hands went under her knees, and he spread her legs wide.
Making it very easy for Salem to feast.
And that’s just what he did. He ate her until her cries filled the room. Then Roman moved to stand next to her, leaning over her to kiss her, smothering her cries.
Salem drew his mouth back.
“Roman, can you get the lube? Alexei, you all right?”
“Of course, I am. I could hold Malyshka all day.”
Lube? What did he need lube for?
Ohhh.
It suddenly came to her. Nerves mixed with excitement. This is what she’d been waiting for, wondering about . . . and now it was happening.
Roman returned with the lube and she stared down at him as he put some over his forefinger and middle finger.
She swallowed heavily until Roman grasped hold of her chin, turning her face and tilting it back. “Don’t look. Just feel.”
Right. Easy to say.
Not so easy to do.
But as Roman started kissing her, she was distracted from worrying about what Salem was up to. So even when he started pushing a finger inside her, she barely noticed. Especially when Salem started playing with her clit again.
He added a second finger. It stretched her, but it didn’t hurt. He’d been stretching her for a while now with his anal plugs.
You’re ready for this.
Plus, it felt amazing.
Salem moved his tongue faster as her body tightened. His fingers slid in and out of her ass. And then he placed a finger from his free hand into her pussy.
Oh. God.
It was too much. She couldn’t take it. She was going to . . . come!
Roman removed his mouth from hers as her scream of pleasure filled the room. She came around Salem’s fingers with Alexei holding her up while Roman whispered words of praise to her.
How did she get this lucky?
“Roman, lie on your back on the bed with your legs hanging over the edge,” Salem ordered. “Our girl is going to ride your cock.”
Um. Yes, please.
“Alexei, you have her mouth and I’m in her ass,” Salem said huskily.
Oh hell.
What was she thinking? Could she really handle this?
But then she straddled Roman, and he grasped hold of her hips to guide her down onto his dick. She was so wet from coming, that he slid into her easily. When he was fully seated inside her, Salem pushed her down against his chest. Alexei moved to kneel on the bed, bending down to part her ass cheeks.
“I don’t think you need to help,” she told Alexei, knowing she was blushing.
“Oh, I definitely need to help.”
“Get ready, baby. Just like when you’re being plugged. Breathe in. That’s it. And now out.”
He entered her slow. Inch by inch. She was panting by the time he was fully inside her. She felt so full. Stretched almost to the point of pain.
It was nearly too much and yet not enough at the same time.
“Open your mouth,” Alexei said.
She hadn’t even felt him move closer to her head. But she raised up slightly and then moved her head, taking him into her mouth.
And it was the missing part of the puzzle. The bit she’d been missing.
A moan escaped her as they drove themselves inside her, moving at different times, yet it didn’t matter. All that mattered was that she was finally getting what she wanted.
The four of them together.
Like it was always meant to be.
Roman came first, driving himself deep into her pussy with a quiet moan. She sucked harder on Alexei as she felt Roman come inside her and Alexei finally succumbed with a groan, sliding out of her mouth to lie on the bed.
“I’m fucked. Completely done.”
That only left Salem.
And it was like he had been waiting for the other two to finish, because now he let loose, moving hard and fast and to her shock, she found herself moving toward that peak again.
Salem drew her up slightly so that Roman slid out of her. Then he reached down to play with her clit.
“Come, baby,” he murmured. “I want to hear you scream as you come, to feel you tighten around my dick.” He flicked her clit, and she exploded. She came so hard that she was shaking, gasping for breath. He drove himself into her deep and paused, letting out a loud yell as he followed her over into bliss.
Fifteen minutes later, she was clean, exhausted, and so happy that she couldn’t stop smiling.
“Definitely the best day of my life.”
