Tempted by her Daddies: Chapter 14

Roman was certain he knew the answer, but he was still waiting with bated breath for her to answer.

“I, uh, a Little?” she asked, her gaze moving to his. “Like in the books?”

“Like in the books,” he confirmed.

“You guys are Daddy Doms?”

“Yes, Little one,” Salem told her.

They all turned to Alexei who had his arms crossed over his chest. “I’ve read some of those books.”

“We know,” Roman said. “You borrowed some of mine.”

Alexei just grinned.

“What did you think?” she asked Alexei.

“I thought the Daddies were too easy on their Littles. They should have been stricter.”

“I wasn’t really asking about that,” she said.

“I’ve always been interested in that part of the club,” Alexei said. “But I’ve never explored that side of myself. I never wanted to get attached to anyone. However, maybe I will. With you.”

Roman watched her carefully as she bit her lip.

“I don’t want you to do anything you’re not comfortable with,” she told Alexei.

He snorted. “That’s one thing you never have to worry about with me. I don’t ever do anything I don’t want to do.”

A small smile crossed her face.

“Well?” Salem prodded. “Is that something you’d like to explore?”

“I’ve, um, I’ve suspected for a while that I was a Little. But I’ve never let my Little side out properly before. I guess I’ve never felt safe enough. Although lately it’s been harder to keep that part of myself locked down. I guess because of the three of you. Because I feel safe and happy around you.”

Salem kissed the tip of her nose. “We’re glad, Little one. We feel safe and happy around you too. And this doesn’t have to happen all at once. You can get used to dating the three of us. We can ease into other things.”

“We’re in no rush,” Roman reassured her.

But she was. Because she didn’t know how long she had with the three of them. She hoped she had forever. But who knew?

She could be killed tomorrow.

No one ever knew when their time was coming . . . but with her it was a surety it was earlier rather than later.

Unless she could change the narrative.

“I want it. I want all of it and I don’t need to go slow.”

Alexei leaned back on the sofa. “You don’t need slow?”

She shook her head, wondering if that was a mistake when she saw the heated look in his face.

Then he crooked a finger at her. “Come here, then.”

“Alexei,” Salem warned.

They shared some sort of silent conversation before Salem let out a small sigh. “What’s your safeword, Little one?”

“Red,” she replied.

“Good girl, use it if you need to.”

“I’m not going to need it, am I?” she squeaked out.

“She won’t need it, will she?” Roman asked at the same time, appearing alarmed.

Salem grasped hold of her chin. “Alexei would never harm you. I wouldn’t allow you near him if I thought that. All right?”

Well, of course she knew he wouldn’t harm her physically . . . that didn’t worry her.

“I’d pull out his eyeballs and punch him in the trachea. Then while he was choking for breath, I’d shove his eyeballs in his mouth,” she threatened.

Stunned silence greeted her.

Um. Oops?

Shit. She never made mistakes like this. What was she thinking? Opening her mouth, she tried to think of something to say.

Alexei was the first one to let out a bark of laughter. Then Roman followed. Finally, Salem smiled down at her.

Alexei reached for her, lifting her onto his thighs so she was straddling his lap, facing him. He booped her nose.

What the heck was happening right now?

She’d just threatened to tear out his eyeballs and choke him with them and he was laughing?

“My vicious little bunny,” he said. “So cute. What else would you do to me if I harmed you, hmm?”

Ohh.

They thought she was joking. Tamsyn told herself to smile and go along with it. It was better they treated this like a joke than actually believed her.

Even if she was a bit insulted that they didn’t believe her. Obviously, they didn’t believe she could do it when she’d done that exact same thing to a complete asshole of a guy. Although she had incapacitated him first before removing his eyeballs. And it wasn’t her favorite thing to do. But he’d attacked her. He’d thought she was easy prey and that he’d have a fun time with her.

Well, now he wouldn’t be society’s problem anymore.

It’s a good thing they think you’re helpless. That you aren’t capable of violence.

They can’t ever know that side of you or they will reject you.

So she added a giggle for good measure. She thought it sounded a bit forced but they didn’t seem to notice.

“I’d probably knee you in the balls and then cut out your tongue,” she told him.

“So bloodthirsty, I like it,” Alexei told her.

He was such a weirdo.

And that was probably part of the reason she liked him so much.

Because she saw a part of herself reflected in his gaze.

“Luckily for me, I would never harm you.” Alexei cupped the side of her face with his hand. “And you will always have your safeword, yes?”

“I know. I understand.” She wasn’t sure why they kept repeating themselves.

Salem moved in behind her, pressing himself against her back. “We just want to make sure you’re clear. We never want to scare you or harm you accidentally. You can always say your safeword, no matter what.”

“Without any consequences,” Roman added.

She’d never had someone look out for her like this. Treat her like she was delicate. They handled her with so much care that if she was a different sort of person, she might have welled up.

But crying wasn’t an option for her.

Not ever.

“I understand. But I’m tougher than you think.”

“Of course you are,” Salem told her. “You’re very strong. But that doesn’t mean you don’t need care and attention.”

“And boundaries,” Alexei added. “You can handle the three of us? Dating us? Having us Dominate you? Daddy you?”

“Daddy me? I’m not sure that’s an actual phrase.”

“Sure it is.” He ran a thumb over her lips. Then he leaned in and kissed her.

Oh. Boy.

The man could kiss. It was insane how quickly she became putty in his hands. She melted into the kiss as his tongue played with hers. As he completely brought her under his control.

And that’s when she realized the full danger of these men. Because they could so easily take her over. And she was unsure she could or wanted to resist.

When he drew back, she whimpered and pressed forward.

“Uh-uh,” he said. “No more pleasure until your punishment.”

“What? What for?” she sulked.

“Oh, look at her lower lip,” he said as Salem sat next to him on the couch. He turned her so that her foot could rest up on Salem’s lap.

Roman found the ice pack and put it back on her foot.

“Very cute. Unfortunately, that won’t sway us from what we need to do.”

“But I don’t need to be punished. Rome?” She turned to look at the one who she thought would be on her side. Who wasn’t the disciplinarian.

“Oh no, you don’t get to play one of us against the other,” Alexei told her sternly, turning her face back to his with a frown. “That’s very naughty.”

“Very.” Salem was frowning too and suddenly she felt terrible.

There were actual tears threatening when she’d thought she’d long since had the tears beaten out of her.

“Sorry.” She hunched in on herself. Guilt filled her.

So naughty.

She waited for their angry words. Maybe even for them to get physical with her.

“Tamsyn?” Salem asked.

“Bunny, what’s wrong?” Alexei demanded. “Is she having another panic attack?”

“Hey, look at me, darling girl,” Roman said. “Look at me.”

She couldn’t resist the soft demand in his voice as he turned her head toward him. “No one is mad at you.”

“Are you sure?” she whispered. “It seems like they are. And they probably should be. That was naughty of me.”

Shit.

Was her Little slipping out already? That shouldn’t be happening, right? She normally had better control over herself.

It seemed like these guys had managed to fire right through her walls, wearing them ultra-thin.

“Being naughty doesn’t mean you’re a bad person, does it?” Roman asked her. His voice was calm but firm. “Everyone has naughty moments, everyone makes mistakes. You don’t need to beat yourself up about it. All right?”

“Not when that’s our job,” Alexei told her.

She stiffened. Beat her?

“Alexei,” Salem said sharply. “No one is beating you, Little one.”

“Aw, shit. No, I didn’t mean it like that,” Alexei told her. That was probably the closest he came to apologizing. “I meant beating your ass.”

“I don’t believe saying it like that is really any better,” Roman said, sounding exasperated.

To her surprise, a giggle escaped her.

“What are you laughing at? Huh? What do you think is funny?” Alexei reached for her, his fingers going under her arms.

She tensed at first, ready to rip his fingers off if he touched her wrong, unsure what he was doing.

This is Alexei.

He will not harm you.

So why was he brushing his fingers against her neck and sides? Was this some sort of torture?

He’s not harming you.

Then she realized he was tickling her.

More giggles escaped. She couldn’t stop them.

Holy heck.

She’d never been tickled before.

And it was definitely torture!

“Stop! Stop it!”

“Tell me why you are laughing,” he demanded.

“Because of you!”

“Laughing at me, you cheeky bunny. That’s a reason to spank you right there.”

“I think you just like to spank me,” she challenged.

“You’re right. I do. But there is a difference between spankings for punishment and spankings for fun.”

She squirmed on his lap.

“Spanking for laughing at me would be for fun. A spanking for climbing up on an unsafe table with socks on would be about making sure that doesn’t happen again,” Alexei told her.

“It’s good to have clear boundaries and expectations,” Salem said, brushing hair off her face. “It’s not just about spankings.”

“It isn’t?” Alexei asked.

“I think for Alexei it is,” she told Salem.

“I’m beginning to see that.”

“He does seem to have an obsession with your bottom,” Roman said as he sat on the other side of Alexei, his phone in his hand. “I wonder if there’s some sort of therapy for that.”

“I do not need therapy.” Alexei grabbed Roman’s phone and threw it.

“Hey! Be careful! That’s an expensive phone.”

“Everything in this house is expensive,” Alexei countered.

“And it’s not just about you, either. But us, too. As you can tell Alexei can be impulsive. Roman can overthink things. And I⁠—”

“Will talk things to death,” Alexei interrupted. “Blah, blah, blah. Let’s just spank her and then kiss it better.”

“Definitely an obsession,” Roman muttered.

“It’s good for us to know your boundaries and be able to communicate ours. For instance, I have no problem with group sex if that’s something you’d want in the future, but I don’t want anyone touching my cock except you.”

That last part was so unexpected coming from Salem that she just gaped at him.

“What about your ass?” Alexei asked.

“Or my ass,” Salem replied calmly, but he glared at the big guy.

And she felt the urge to giggle again.

“I’m with Salem. Even though I love these two, I don’t want to be touched by anyone but you,” Roman said.

She could hear a slight hint of tension, maybe even of anxiety, in his voice and knew that was hard for him to say.

Reaching over, she grasped his hand gently. She didn’t want to touch him if he wasn’t in the mood. But he grasped hold of her hand tight, surprising her.

“No one will touch you in any way you don’t want,” Alexei said fiercely to Roman.

“Things might happen accidentally if we’re together, but Alexei and I will do our best and if you aren’t comfortable being part of a group scene, that’s fine too.”

She loved the way they took care of Roman’s needs without making him feel less for it. A lot of people might look down on him or be condescending. They might not think he could be a real man or Dom for the way he was.

Those people would be ignorant assholes.

But not these two men. They just all took care of each other the best that they could.

And she so desperately wanted that for herself.

Why did she have to meet these men now? It was like the universe really hated her.

She wanted to belong to them so desperately.

“I might watch first, if that’s okay,” Roman said. “I, uh, don’t really have any experience. With anything.”

Oh.

She realized that must have been hard for him to admit.

“I don’t have a lot, either,” she told him, easing the tension on his face.

“So that’s a yes to group scenes, good to know.” Alexei gave her a wolfish smile.

Dear Lord.

She couldn’t help but feel she might be a bit out of her depth.