“Come on, malyshka. I have appointments for you today.” Nikolai’s face erupted in a mischievous grin.
“Another spa day?” I asked nervously.
“Something like that. Now come on.” He pulled me from my chair.
“Remember what I said, Nik,” Alek commanded. I looked from one to the other, groaning as I remembered the last set of grooming protocols he’d put in place for me.
Nik led me through the house to the garage, where I surprised Marcus with a warm hug. The expression on his face had me laughing. As I settled into the car, the smooth leather of the seat met my skin.
Nik leaned in, secured my seat belt before I could, and brushed his lips against mine in a sweet, lingering kiss. His intoxicating manly scent filled my nostrils. Meanwhile, his green eyes robbed me of my breath.
“What are you thinking?” He caressed my face, making me tremble.
“You have beautiful eyes.”
Heat prickled my cheeks as I spoke, and I had to look away. I fiddled with the hem of my shirt, my fingers restless and unsure.
Sighing, I reminded myself they’d already seen the most intimate part of me. Why was I feeling so embarrassed by a simple statement? Everything was confusing these days.
It didn’t help that they were wreaking havoc on my normal, boring life. I mean, I was going from one bed to another. And the truth was, I wasn’t mad about it, despite my call to Dr. Marcel the night before.
I thought about how Ivan’s body was pressed up against my backside this morning. He was fully erect, and he moaned loudly when I wiggled back against him. But he’d put his hand on my hips, stopping me.
What would it have been like if it were my pussy instead of my ass?
“Now you’re frowning. What’s going through that pretty little head of yours?”
“It’s nothing.” I avoided his eyes.
“I’m only going to ask once. If I have to ask again, you’re going to make me upset. Now talk.”
I wasn’t about to tell him I wanted to rub my pussy against his brother’s cock. “I was thinking that Marcus probably thinks I’m a…well, that I’m shameless and immoral. And maybe a flirt, and how he wouldn’t be wrong.” I went with that instead.
Nik chuckled. “Marcus, do you think Kinsley is a shameless flirt?”
I gasped.
“No, Ms. Taylor doesn’t seem to be any more flirtatious than a normal girl her age.” He grinned.
My mouth opened, and the words tumbled out. “That would be because you don’t know that I slept in Ivan’s bed last night. The night before that was Alek’s, and tonight…tonight—”
“She’ll be in my bed, naked and tucked close to my body. And she’ll enjoy every second,” Nik said seductively.
“If you say so, Boss.” Marcus laughed. The sound was hearty and full of amusement.
I sputtered, “Naked? That’s not going down. And I thought you didn’t let women sleep in your bed.”
“I’ve made a special exception for you. My bed, my rules. You’ll sleep in my bed with nothing between us.”
His gaze grew dark, and a shadow of lust flickered over me, sending a shiver down my spine.
“You can’t be serious.” My voice wobbled.
It was one thing to sleep in their beds, but naked? And why the hell did the thought make me weak in the knees?
“Oh, I’m very serious.”
“Well, if Marcus didn’t think I was a slut before, he will now,” I huffed, turning away. Deciding to be completely honest, I leaned over and whispered, “I was also thinking that you and your brothers have spanked my ass, kissed me, and seen my pussy. And that’s not the worst.” I pulled back.