Page 142 of Tempted By her Daddies

Alexei snorted. “Don’t make any promises you can’t keep, Bunny.”

She grinned cheekily.

Oh, the sassy wee seductress.

He knew he shouldn’t, but he couldn’t help but smile back. Then to his shock, she slid off the bed.

Had she changed her mind? He attempted to keep the disappointment off his face, but he wasn’t sure that he’d succeeded. But then she slid down onto her knees next to him.

What . . . what was she doing?

“Here.”

He glanced over as Alexei thrust a pillow at him.

What?

“For her knees,” Alexei explained. “You lucky British bastard.”

Oh. Ohhh.

Now he understood it.

He dropped the pillow onto the floor between them and took a slight step back.

Tamsyn let out a small whimper of protest.

“I’m not going anywhere. But I want you to kneel on the pillow,” he explained.

She glanced down at it as though she’d never seen it before. “Why?”

“To protect your knees. Kneel on the pillow,” he commanded.

To his shock, she instantly moved.

Blathering badgers.

He hadn’t thought that she’d do what he told her. And straight away.

Was this how Salem and Alexei felt as Dominants? Was this what they liked?

It was certainly a rush.

But he could also see how such power could be abused. How you could take this power and let it morph into something darker. If you weren’t careful.

But he knew that he would never want to harm this girl. It would kill something inside him if he did. And he couldn’t see himself ever being this way with anyone else.

“Give her some praise,” Alexei suggested.

Roman started. Shit. He had forgotten that the other man was there.

“Our praise bunny loves it when you tell her that she’s a good girl. Don’t you, Bunny?”

Tamsyn gave him a shy look but nodded.

Roman cupped the side of her face. Perhaps it should feel weird to have his dick out with another man watching on. But it was kind of reassuring to have someone there.

Well, someone he trusted.

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