Tempted by her Daddies: Chapter 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?”

She nodded.

The pressure on her limbs eased and she felt that tightness in her chest unravel.

She could breathe again. And she also became even more aware. Opening her eyes, she looked from Alexei’s frowning face to Salem’s concerned one.

Why were they both in bed with her? Hadn’t she gone to sleep last night with Salem?

What was going on?

“I . . . what happened?” she asked.

“You woke up swinging,” Alexei told her. “You nearly punched me in the nose and you were making this terrible noise. Like a wounded pig.”

She winced. Wow. She could only imagine how that sounded.

“Why?” he demanded. “What’s wrong?”

“Are you all right, Pet?” Salem added. “How is your head?”

Throbbing.

“Fine.”

“Fine?” Alexei grumbled as he sat up and pointed to his own forehead which looked red and sore. “How can it be fine when my head is aching?”

She sat up, resting back against the headboard as she drew her legs up to her chest.

While she knew this was a defensive position that said too much about how she was feeling, she couldn’t help it.

“I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “I didn’t mean to.”

Nausea bubbled in her stomach. How had she managed to hurt Alexei? She didn’t want to hurt Alexei, she loved him.

No, no.

You can’t love him.

You’re not free to love anyone.

Except she loved them all.

“I didn’t mean to. I really didn’t.” She swallowed her sob, stifling it.

She didn’t cry. She never cried. And starting now would be a terrible idea.

“Pet, listen to me,” Salem said. “Look at me.”

Tamsyn turned her gaze to Salem, taking note of the scratch marks on his neck.

“Oh, God, did I do that?” she asked, pointing at the marks. ‘I’m so sorry! I didn’t know what I was doing. I’m so sorry!”

“No one is blaming you for anything, Pet.” Salem tried to grasp hold of her chin, but she shook her head and backed away.

Right into Alexei, who snatched her up and put her on his lap.

But it was too soon. Her skin was crawling and she couldn’t handle his touch. She tried to shove herself out of his hold.

“Let me go!”

“Alexei, don’t let her go,” Salem said, jumping over to grab something from his bedside drawers.

The eye mask.

Yes, please.

It might be weird that she took peace from the eye mask, considering that she hated not being able to see when she was pinned down. But as long as no one tried to hold her, then the eye mask brought her peace. When she had it on, she didn’t have to worry about anything. All she had to do was what Salem told her to do.

“Let her go, Alexei,” Salem said. “She doesn’t like being held when she’s blindfolded.”

Alexei let her go and she climbed off his lap.

“Good girl,” Salem told her. “On your knees, please. Do you want to suck as well?”

They’d both discovered that having to suck also helped her let go and just be in the moment.

She glanced over at Alexei, unsure he’d like this.

“Look at me, Pet,” Salem said in a voice that was both silky and hard.

It was difficult to describe, but he meant business when he used that voice and she glanced over at him.

“That’s a good girl. I’m in charge now. Not you. Not Alexei. If he’s uncomfortable with anything we do, he can leave. Just like you can say your safeword, understood?”

She nodded.

“When she’s really upset, she can’t always verbalize,” Salem explained to Alexei as he secured the eye mask over her head.

Her breathing started to ease. Although she still found herself on edge with Alexei here. This wasn’t their Pet and Sir time.

“Good Pet, you’re doing so well for me.”

“Would it be better if I left?” Alexei asked. “I don’t want to upset her more.”

“If she’s uncomfortable, she can say,” Salem said.

Right. She could.

“And I think you need to be here. For you, as well as for her. That wasn’t an easy thing to witness.”

Guilt made her tense and she opened her mouth. But she wasn’t quite sure what to say.

“You don’t need to be upset by that, Pet,” Salem told her. “You’re not worrying about anything unless I tell you to. And I won’t do that. Because I don’t want you worrying. All you need to do is trust that I will take care of you. Do you trust that I will look after you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

She knew that Salem would take care of her. He always did. Never once in their playing had he let her down.

“That’s it. Just relax for me, good girl. I’m going to guide you and you can suck on me and relax. Nod if you understand.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Alexei, you can stay or go.”

“I’ll stay,” Alexei said. “But what about her head? Should we put some ice on it?”

“Good point. Could you get an ice pack?” Salem asked.

“Yeah, I’ll go now.”

She felt him move and she tensed.

“It’s all right, Pet,” Salem said. “Alexei is coming back. You haven’t done anything wrong. He’s not leaving because of you but because he wants to take care of you. That’s all we want. To look after our girl.”

Right.

He was looking after her. And he wouldn’t betray her.

She wished that she could say the same about herself.

It took a lot to shake Alexei.

And he wouldn’t have thought that this would shake him up. Not after everything he’d seen and done in his life. But this was Tamsyn.

She had the ability to turn his world on its axis. Whatever she felt, he did as well.

So when she was in distress, he was too.

And she’d obviously been in distress.

Fuck.

It made him fucking furious to imagine what sort of stress she might have been through, what could have happened, to give her a nightmare like that.

One where she tried to fight them. Two grown men.

Was it because he’d gotten into bed with them? It was now five in the morning and he’d slept like the dead next to her for the past few hours.

Had she gotten a fright, though?

Shit. He shouldn’t have climbed into bed with them.

Idiot.

Going down to the kitchen, he grabbed an ice pack from the freezer. He could still feel his own head throbbing so hers had to be sore, too. Even if she had tried to lie about it.

He didn’t like that.

She should never lie to him. Ever.

Lies were something he hated. Maybe because he had to lie so much undercover.

And so he didn’t want any lies in his personal life.

He headed back up. Perhaps he should just take this into her and go. Perhaps she didn’t want him in there.

He took a deep breath and let it out. Something more was going on than her getting a fright because he was in bed with her. She hadn’t even really been fully awake when she’d started hitting them, scratching Salem, screaming and trying to get to him.

Roman must be asleep. He could sleep through anything.

Although how anyone could sleep through the noises she’d made, Alexei didn’t know . . .

Walking into the bedroom, he paused and just took in the sight in front of him.

Salem was naked and leaning back against the headboard with his legs spread while Tamsyn lay between them on her side, her head resting on his lower stomach and her mouth wrapped around his cock.

Wait. Was this what Salem had meant by sucking? As in sucking on him?

Holy shit.

But . . . it didn’t look sexual. Yeah, he was hard. Fuck, who wouldn’t be hard? Tamsyn’s mouth was amazing.

She was amazing and beautiful.

Sometimes he just had to look at her and he found himself getting hard.

This seemed more like comfort, though. The way she was lying still, but relaxed, her hand was wrapped loosely around the base of his cock but not moving.

She didn’t move her head, either. It stayed still and Salem was running his fingers through her hair.

“Pet, I don’t want you to move. Alexei is back and he has an ice pack for your forehead.”

She let out a small groan.

“He’s concerned about your head. You don’t have to move, but you do have to let him take care of you,” Salem told her sternly.

Alexei admitted that he wasn’t used to feeling unsure. In any situation. Generally, he decided on a course of action quickly and that’s what he did.

But right at this moment, uncertainty swum through him. Was this what was best for her? Did she really want him here? Should he leave?

“Alexei, put the ice pack on her forehead,” Salem commanded. “We don’t want her getting a bruise.”

Right. Shit.

What was he doing? He needed to get over his uncertainty and take care of their girl. Kneeling next to the bed, he placed the cold pack on her forehead. She let out a grunt of disapproval and tried to shy back away from him.

“Did I say you could move?” Salem said sternly.

She froze and then slid back into place. Alexei put the ice pack on her forehead.

“Roman didn’t wake up?” Salem asked.

“Nah, he must have been tired. Probably stayed up late working.”

“Right,” Salem said. “Are you going for a workout this morning?”

Why was he talking about such mundane shit? Shouldn’t they be talking about what had just happened?

But Salem sent him a look that told him he better answer.

“Ah, I guess. Maybe I will. I have to go to headquarters today for training.”

He fucking hated training. He couldn’t understand why Riordan had him training new agents rather than something useful.

“More training? That’s not right. Why would he assign you to training? You hate it and you’re no good at it. You just end up yelling at everyone.”

“Exactly what I said. I don’t fucking know what’s going on.” Alexei shrugged his shoulders as he glanced down at Tamsyn again.

Oh.

She seemed to have relaxed further. Is that why Salem kept asking him questions? Was the mundane, everyday talk helping her relax?

“What are you doing today?” he asked.

“I was meant to go in, but I’ve decided to work from home.”

Relief filled him. He’d been worried about her being alone after this. But Salem would take care of her.

And this is why this sort of relationship worked for him. He hadn’t grown up thinking he would ever share his woman. Fuck. He’d always been possessive of his stuff because he’d had so little that was his growing up.

But being possessive of Tamsyn wasn’t what was good for her. What was best for her was having one of them here to look after her needs.

He wasn’t sure he would be able to go to work if he knew she was on her own.

“That’s good,” he said. “Because I think Roman has a meeting at headquarters too. Is it all right if I touch her?”

“Of course. Pet, Alexei is worried about you so he’s going to touch you.”

He ran his hand up and down her back. Despite their best efforts, she didn’t seem to be gaining much weight. They should try harder.

He should try harder.

Maybe it was weird to be kneeling here when one of his best friends was getting their dick sucked.

Ask him if he cared, though?

He didn’t.

All he cared about was her. Fuck, she had him wrapped around her little finger.

He couldn’t let her know, though. He glanced up at Salem who was watching him closely. The other man just nodded at him. There was a look of understanding in Salem’s face.

Yeah, if anyone got Alexei’s feelings for Tamsyn, it would be Salem.

Even more than Roman.

He wasn’t sure how long they all sat there, but eventually, Salem’s breathing grew faster.

Ah.

Shit.

He wasn’t sure that he wanted his face to be this close to his friend’s dick when he came.

Or maybe you’re just jealous that you want to come in her mouth instead.

Perhaps.

He wasn’t above admitting that. To himself at least.

Salem stopped running his fingers through her hair and placed it on the back of her neck.

“Pet, I want you to let go of me now,” Salem said.

She made a noise of dissent.

“Pet,” he said more sternly. “Let go of me now. I’m close to coming and I can’t hold it off any longer.”

She moved back.

“I want you to kneel, Pet,” Salem commanded.

She moved up onto her knees and Salem drew his pajama pants up over his cock. Probably feeling self-conscious about his size.

He was nowhere near as big as Alexei.

“Give me your right hand, Pet. Good girl. Now, your left. Scoot forward and now lift your left leg over my hip. Now your right. That’s it.”

She was now straddling his lap.

“I’m going to remove the blindfold now.”

She shook her head and buried her face in his chest.

Salem reached around and smacked her ass, making her jump.

“Does someone need some discipline?” Salem murmured. “Because you know that I’m in charge right now and not you.”

“I don’t want this to end, though.”

“Pet, if you need to play the entire day, we can do that. You can be Sir’s Pet while I work. But both Alexei and I need to talk to you first and I want to speak to Tamsyn, understand?”

She let out a deep sigh and nodded. Then she sat up and let him take off the eye mask.

Blinking, she looked around for a moment before burying her face in his chest.

Salem placed his hand over the back of her head. “It can be overwhelming for her when she first comes back. You have to watch for sub-drop.”

Alexei nodded. “Let me hold her. I have a way to calm her.”

Salem gave him a curious look but nodded and whispered something in her ear. To Alexei’s relief, she turned and held up her arms to him. He picked her up and cradled her against his chest.

He had one hand on her ass, holding her while the other was wrapped securely around her back.

Then he started to sway as he sang her an old Russian lullaby, he could remember his grandmother singing him.

Bit by bit she relaxed in his arms.

“She likes that,” Salem noted.

Alexei nodded. “I’ve used it before when she’s woken up and couldn’t go back to sleep. Thought it might help in this situation too.”

“A nightmare?”

He hadn’t thought so at the time, but now he wondered.

How many nightmares did she have?

And how often did she hide them from them?

That wasn’t acceptable.

He kissed the top of her head. “She’s still too light.”

“I know. Roman was looking into supplements.”

“I can hear you guys, you know,” she said. “And I don’t need supplements.”

“You’ll take them if Roman decides you need them,” he told her sternly. “I’ll put them in a baby bottle and feed them to you if I have to.”

Salem sent him a look, but he didn’t care.

She was theirs.

And that meant taking care of her when she wouldn’t look after herself.

He might be a bulldozer, but he was her bulldozer.

“You’re so bossy.”

“You like bossy.”

“Do I?” She leaned back to look up at him. He kept her supported so she didn’t fall.

He’d never allow that.

“Yep. You do. Otherwise why would you want me to kiss you?”

“Who said I wanted you to kiss me?” She gave him a suspicious look.

‘That would be me.’ Bending, he brushed his lips against hers. Then again.

Her lips parted beneath his and he slid his tongue into her mouth.

God. She tasted amazing.

When he drew back, he gazed down at her. “Now, tell me you don’t want to kiss me.”

She narrowed her gaze at him and he raised an eyebrow.

“That ego is going to make your head even bigger than it already is and you already have trouble fitting through the door.”

Cheeky brat.

Alexei grinned down at her. “You love my ego.”

“Yep.” She peered up at him. “Your head definitely grew wider by a few inches.”

“We need to talk about what just happened,” Salem said.

Tamsyn stiffened in his arms and Alexei wanted to growl at him for making her go all tense again.

But he realized that Salem was right. It would be too easy to let her distract him.

However, that wasn’t taking care of her properly. No matter what she thought about it.

“We really don’t,” she said. “We should just kiss again. That was fun, let’s do that.”

He glanced over at Salem who gave him a nod and he walked over and laid her on her back on the bed as Salem kneeled next to her.

She stared up at the other man. “Oh, hello.”

“Hello, baby,” he murmured. “Now, are you going to be a good girl for us and tell us what was going on before? What was your nightmare about?”

Crap.

She didn’t really want to talk about her nightmare.

“I don’t want to talk. I want someone to kiss me.” She held her arms up to Salem, certain that she could distract them from talking about her nightmare.

Alexei moved so he was kneeling on her other side, and they pulled her further up onto the bed so she was in the middle of it.

“Hmm, you want someone to kiss you, huh?” Salem queried. “I guess we could give you that, couldn’t we, Alexei?”

“Of course.”

They stripped off her pajamas until she was naked between them.

Okay, this was another sort of dream. One that she was all too happy to have put into real life.

As Salem kissed her, Alexei sucked on her nipple. A rush of arousal filled her. Her breathing grew faster.

Yep.

Definitely a naughty dream brought to life.

“Please,” she groaned as Salem drew back.

“Please what?” Salem questioned as Alexei moved to her other nipple.

God.

That felt so amazing.

“Please touch me more. Please, please.”

“You want us to make you come, baby?”

“Yess,” she cried.

“Do you want us both to fuck you?”

“Please, please,” she begged as Salem reached down and cupped her mound.

“Do you want to fuck our girl, Alexei?” Salem asked.

“More than anything,” he said with a groan.

They both descended on her. There was no other way to describe it. At one stage she wasn’t sure who was doing what. There were hands and mouths everywhere.

Touching her.

Tasting her.

Thrusting her higher and higher toward her orgasm. She was so close.

Salem’s mouth was on her pussy, his tongue flicking her clit as his fingers stretched her.

Alexei was paying a lot of attention to her breasts, sucking on one nipple while lightly pinching the other.

She was going to come.

And they pulled back.

Those bastards!

A low groan escaped her. “No! Come back. I was so close.”

Alexei lay down on his side next to her. He cupped the side of her face, turning her toward him. Then he kissed her lightly.

Too lightly.

She wanted something deeper.

She wanted passion and hunger. Something to drive her higher and higher.

Instead, he kept it teasing and delicate.

Delicate was not a word she would normally associate with Alexei. It was confusing her poor body.

“More,” she demanded when he moved back.

“Tell us what your nightmare was about and we will gladly give you more,” Salem said smoothly.

Oh, those tricky tricksters!

“You’re not being very nice.” She could feel herself starting to pout, her lower lip drooping.

Maybe she should give them puppy dog eyes for good measure.

“Nice try,” Alexei told her, leaning up on his elbow to give her a stern look. “But that look isn’t going to work on us. You are going to tell us what that nightmare was about. And you are going to tell us if you have been having other nightmares you haven’t told us about.”

“I can’t tell you everything.”

Salem moved so he lay on her other side, mimicking Alexei’s position. “Why not?”

“I can’t tell you that either.”

They shared a look over her. Were they going to decide they couldn’t live with that? That they would get rid of her?

Was she too much work?

Salem placed his hand gently on the front of her neck. It took a lot of trust for her to not react to such a possessive, almost threatening, hold.

But that’s what he’d been building these past ten days, right?

That trust between Pet and Sir.

Also, she knew it wasn’t meant as a threat. It was supposed to ground her. And it did. But only because that’s how he’d trained her.

To trust in Sir to protect her.

“Listen to me, we understand about not being able to talk about some things,” he told her. “But part of who we are is that we don’t like you being upset or scared. We want to solve all your problems and take them away.”

“Nothing wrong with that,” Alexei said.

“You can’t take away something that happened in the past,” she pointed out.

“But perhaps we can help make you feel better about it now? Or at least comfort you through it. But we can’t do that if you don’t tell us.”

The stern look he sent her told her that she was in trouble.

“I’m thinking that I shouldn’t tell you that truth if I want to sit tomorrow.”

“I’m thinking you should tell us if you ever want to come again,” Alexei growled.

“What? That’s cruel and unusual punishment! I’d rather take the spanking. Here! Spank me!” She rolled over onto her stomach and Alexei landed a hard smack on her ass.

“And again!” she cried. “What sort of spanking do you call that?”

He landed another one.

“Again! Again!”

Two more spanks landed. Lifting up onto her elbows, she turned to glare at him. “Spank me!”

He gave her about six more spanks before stopping to rub the heat in. She turned over.

“There. Now, I get to come.”

Salem shook his head. “No.”

“What? Why not?”

“Because you are being punished,” Alexei said. “You have been having nightmares and not telling us. And you won’t tell us what is going on.”

“But you just spanked me!”

“Because you asked me to,” Alexei replied. “That spanking wasn’t a punishment.”

What. The. Heck!

Did he mean that she’d just been spanked for no reason?

Noooo.

Who could she complain to about that?

“That is so rude! You could have told me before you started spanking me!”

“I could have,” he agreed without shame. “But I didn’t. I just can’t resist when you beg.”

Whatever! Like she believed that. He didn’t seem to have any problems resisting her when she’d been begging to come.

Oh, she was gonna kick her some Alexei-ass!

“You don’t have to tell us any secrets,” Salem said hastily, no doubt reading the murder on her face. “But we do need to know about anything that is a threat to you. You could have badly hurt yourself, baby.”

She stared at the mark on his neck, then over at the red spot on Alexei’s forehead.

She had hurt them. And it could have been worse than this. She could have really harmed them.

Guilt filled her, flooding out the anger.

Darn it.

She’d liked the anger. She hated feeling guilty.

“I’m sorry I hurt you. I really didn’t mean to.”

“Shh, no one is blaming you. We just want to know what is going on. We just want to take care of you,” Salem told her.

“I don’t deserve you guys.”

Alexei scowled and smacked his hand down on her outer thigh. “Those are spanking words.”

“Well, you already gave me a spanking for no reason, so I guess I’m in credit.”

“Not the way it works, Bunny,” he told her in a low voice. “There is no savings account for spankings.”

That was just rude.