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)
But she didn’t want to break a promise.
37
Salem woke up to find a naked Russian standing over the bed.
Why?
Why him?
“No,” he whispered.
“I want to sleep with her.”
Tamsyn stirred. Fuck. They were going to wake her up. Salem slid from the bed and pushed at Alexei. Salem was aware that the big brute only moved because he wanted to, though.
They stepped outside and when he went to shut the door, Alexei shook his head.
“Leave it open so I can see her.”
Fuck.
They really needed to get Alexei some help. He’d hidden this well. Salem knew he had some issues from his family’s murders. Who wouldn’t?
To go to school as a seven-year-old with everything and then return to find them all dead . . . killed at the hands of your grandfather who then killed himself?
Yeah, that would mess anyone up.
But Salem had thought he’d worked through it better than this.
“You cannot have her every night,” Salem told him firmly. He’d had her in his bed every night since she’d left the house and gone back to her apartment.
You had to put barriers in place with Alexei or he might try and walk all over you.
“That’s why I waited until you were finished,” Alexei told him.
As though he’d done him a favor.
“But now I want to sleep with her as well.”
“And if I want her to myself?” Salem asked.
“I need to sleep with her . . . I can’t sleep without her,” Alexei muttered.
That had to be hard. Alexei didn’t like relying on anyone or anything.
“I can sit in the chair if you don’t want me in the bed.”
Fuck.
Salem sighed. “Is there anything we can do to help with that? Because I don’t think it’s healthy or fair to her for you to sneak in and watch her sleep.”
“She said I could.”
“What?”
“She said I can watch her any time after I told her about . . . about what happened to my family. She said that anytime I needed to, I could watch her sleep or call her or whatever . . .”
Damn.
He hadn’t expected that.
“She was made for us, wasn’t she?” Salem whispered.
Alexei’s shoulders dropped. “Yeah, I think she was. And I don’t want anything happening to her.”
“I know. I get it. What about . . . what about a camera?”
“On her?” he asked.
“Yeah, I could turn it on after she goes to sleep and then whenever you need to see her, you can watch her on the monitor. If she agrees,” he added hastily.
“She’ll agree.”
“And it’s only for at night while she sleeps,” Salem added.
“Uh-huh.” But Alexei seemed distracted, as though he wasn’t paying much attention.
Shit.
Salem might have created a beast.
“I don’t have a camera right now, though,” Alexei said. “Think I’m also going to get some trackers for her.”
God.
He didn’t know if she would agree to that, but they would save that issue for another day.
“I know. You can sleep with us, for tonight,” Salem told him.
“Thanks. You won’t even know I’m there.”
Yeah. Somehow, he didn’t think that was going to be true.
She couldn’t move.
Pinned down.
Why? She’d done everything he’d asked of her.
Well . . . sometimes she’d pretended to. Simply because there were some things she couldn’t bring herself to do.
But he didn’t know that.
Or had he found out?
She couldn’t move . . . she had to get free.
Fight.
Fight your way free.
“Tamsyn! Tamsyn, stop!” a deep voice commanded.
Arms held. Legs pinned down.
Couldn’t move.
Her head. Surely she could use her head. She threw it forward, connecting heavily with something.
“Fuck! That fucking hurt.”
She knew that voice.
But she wasn’t in a place to think rationally. All she knew was that someone was holding her down.
“Tamsyn, stop, baby. You’re hurting yourself.”
There almost seemed to be anguish in the voice. And it sounded different from the other voice. But that couldn’t be right. Why would he be anguished? He was the one pinning her down.
Baby.
He called her baby.
That should mean something, but she couldn’t quite figure out what.
“Bunny, you are hurting yourself. I don’t like it. Stop.”
She stilled for a moment.
Bunny?
“Pet, listen to me,” a deep voice commanded.
Pet.
For some reason, she found herself obeying.
“That’s my good girl. You’re going to let me take control. Understand?”
She nodded again.
“I’m going to take command now, Pet. Your job is to listen and obey me.”
“Are you sure she’s awake enough for this?” the other man asked.
She searched for his name. Alexei.
Alexei and Salem.
Oh God. What had she done? Had she hurt one of them? Had she attacked them?
A whimper escaped her.
“It’s all right, when we play I take full control. Maybe she isn’t aware enough to use her safeword, though.”
“Didn’t mean that. I meant is she awake enough for us to let her go,” Alexei grumbled. “Don’t care about consent when she’s hurting herself.”
Salem just sighed. “We’re going to let go of you and you’re going to stay still. Understand me, Pet?”