Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
They were all nuts.
And she loved them so much . . . nope. Not love.
Cared.
And she really couldn’t even do that.
“In Escana they are,” she said as Salem drew off her socks and started massaging her feet.
Holy. Moly.
What was this heaven?
A strange noise filled the room. One that sounded very like when she came with Alexei’s mouth on her pussy.
Salem paused and she opened her eyes to find all three men staring down at her.
“What?”
“Did you just make a sex noise while Salem was massaging your feet?” Alexei asked huskily.
“I most certainly did not,” she huffed.
She had.
She totally had.
And it was mortifying. She needed to distract them.
“So, like I was saying, if I was stranded on an island with a bunch of men . . . ohhh,” she cried as Salem started massaging her feet again.
“That was totally a sex noise,” Alexei said. “I know the noises you make when you come and that was very like it.”
“Oh my God!” she cried, putting her hands over her face. “You did not just say that.”
“I did,” he replied, removing her hands to give her a wicked, decadent look.
He was planning something.
The evil, evil man.
“If you were stranded on a desert island with a bunch of men who weren’t us,” Alexei said slowly as Salem continued to massage her feet, “then you would stay far, far away from them.”
“I would?” she asked breathlessly.
“Oh yes. Because if any of them touched you, they would soon be dead men.”
She wanted to scoff at his words. To treat them as something that someone said but would never do.
Only, she wasn’t certain that was true.
And the fact that the other two didn’t contradict him told her that they likely agreed with him.
“All I was going to say was that I would be too busy enjoying the beach and the surf to pay them any attention.”
“Have you never been to an island before?” Salem asked.
She stared down at him. “Your hands are pure magic.”
He smiled. It was slow and sweet and it was killing her ability to keep her moans of pleasure to herself.
She was also trying to distract him so she didn’t have to answer the question.
She should have known that wouldn’t work with these guys.
Especially Salem.
“Well? Have you been to an island or the beach for a holiday?” he asked.
Okay. That part she could answer truthfully. “I’ve never been for a holiday, no.”
She wasn’t sure she’d ever had a holiday.
“We’ll have to change that, then,” Roman said to her. “I actually have a holiday home in Brighton. It’s no tropical island, but it’s not that far away and it has a private beach.”
“Private?”
“Very private,” Alexei added. “You could make all the sex noises you wanted and no one would ever hear.”
Tamsyn smacked his chest. “You’re terrible.”
“I believe we’ve covered this. The proper response is that I’m terribly good looking or terribly sexy. Remember?”
She shook her head at him. “Sure, I remember. I could pretend I’m on my own show . . . only I don’t have to choose one of you. I’m way luckier than that poor girl.”
“Actually, I believe we’re the lucky ones,” Salem replied.
Damn.
Why did he have to go and be so sweet?
“Perhaps we should practice getting her to make those sexy noises,” Salem suggested.
Wait. What?
“By giving me more foot massages?” she asked.
“Hmm. I was thinking of something else,” Salem replied. “What do you say, Alexei?”
She glanced up at her big Russian. He wasn’t going to agree to this, was he?
Of course he is.
“I think that’s an excellent idea.”
Oh. Heck. She had a feeling she was in trouble now.
Roman watched as Tamsyn’s face filled with shock and then interest. There might have been a flash of worry at Salem’s suggestion that they get her to make more sexy noises. But nothing that would make him interfere.
Since when did you become her protector? You’ve never been anyone’s protector, not even your own.
No. But for some reason he felt very protective of Tamsyn. Even if she didn’t necessarily need him to be.
She has Alexei and Salem to protect her. To command her. To make her come.
Why does she need you?
Then her gaze connected with his and something soft filled her face.
Are you okay?
She mouthed the words, but he understood them.
She was checking in with him?
It made him feel noticed. Seen in a way he never had been with his family. Often wasn’t around anyone except the people in this room.
Roman didn’t enjoy casual touch. He didn’t like strangers surrounding him.
But all he wanted was her touch. Her comfort. Her affection.
Getting up, he moved to the couch and kneeled next to her, ignoring Alexei and Salem’s surprised looks. This was about Tamsyn.
About making her feel as comfortable and cared for as she made him feel.
Slowly, he cupped the side of her face. It was gentle, tentative, but her eyes closed and a look of wonder filled her face.