Tempted by her Daddies: Chapter 9

Oh, she was a dead woman.

Alexei had made it very clear what his expectations were in regards to the gym.

And her being in it.

Yet, there she was . . . sitting on the weights bench again.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing!” he yelled, stomping further into the room.

She let out a scream and again, nearly dropped the damn weights bar on her chest.

He grabbed it from her.

“Wow. Déjà vu,” she muttered as she sat up, her hand on her chest.

“What did I tell you about coming in here on your own?”

“That I wasn’t allowed to do it.”

“So, why are you in here?” he yelled.

“Well. I didn’t really think you would catch me.”

Was she serious? His head was about to explode at her cavalier attitude.

“I think I’ll be going now, MGB,” she told him.

“What the hell does MGB mean?” he asked, blocking her way as she stood.

She tensed and for a moment he thought she was going to attack him.

Interesting.

Most grown men would be hesitant to take him on, what made this little slip of a girl think that she could?

“Um. I don’t know if I should tell you. You seem a bit stressed. It’s not really good for your heart to be so stressed.”

She tried to move around him, but he stepped into her way.

“Get out of my way,” she demanded.

“Nope. Turn around and bend over.”

“I . . . what?” she asked, looking confused.

He moved closer to her and then, unable to help himself, he wrapped his arms around her, grasping the back of her head with his hand.

She slid her foot in between his legs and hooked it around the back of his foot.

That was interesting too. Was she going to try and put him on his ass? How did she know how to do that?

But before she could make her move, he kissed her.

And fuck . . . it was like coming home. It was fireworks combined with a volcanic reaction. He didn’t know when he’d been so turned on, so hot.

He drew back, aware that he was pushing boundaries that he shouldn’t. Usually, he didn’t care. But this was different.

“Tell me no now if you want me to stop.”

Her answer was to press her mouth to his. He lifted her into his arms and her legs wrapped around his waist as he continued to kiss her. Then he smacked his hand down on her ass several times.

She drew back, breathing heavily. “What was that for?”

“That was for disobeying me and coming in to use the gym on your own. You could have hurt yourself. You deserve some punishment.”

“So you spanked me?”

“Yep. Well, it was more like a few swats. Problem?”

Alexei waited. If it was, then he wouldn’t do it again.

He hoped it wasn’t, though.

“No problem,” she said before he kissed her again.

She tasted like marshmallows roasted on an open fire. He didn’t know how that was possible, but it had officially become his new favorite food.

And then he heard someone call his name.

Salem.

Fuck. He liked her too. Alexei could tell that he did. He wasn’t sure about Roman; he didn’t think that the other guy wasn’t really into women. Or men.

But who knew?

They both stared at her when she was around.

Like you do.

So he set her down and then turned and strode to the door. “Don’t come back in here on your own.”

Well.

That went well.

And he still didn’t know what MGB meant.