Tempted by her Daddies: Chapter 33

“You know, if I was stranded on an island with a bunch of available men⁠—”

“This better not be going where I think it is,” Alexei growled at her from where he sat on the sofa with her.

She rolled her eyes at him as Roman let out a small chuckle from the armchair next to the sofa. It was Thursday night and she’d been staying here close to a week.

She never wanted to leave.

Poor Evette had been sick all week and Salem had told her not to come back until Monday at the earliest.

Tamsyn was lying on the sofa in the living room. Her head was on Alexei’s thigh and they were watching a TV show about one woman who was stranded on an island with a bunch of eligible bachelors. She had to choose just one.

Why choose one?

Seemed dumb.

“They should make a show where she doesn’t have to choose just one,” she said.

“Not sure the world is ready for that just yet,” Salem said. He was sitting down at the other end of the sofa with her feet on his lap.

They’d just had dinner, during which Roman had fussed over what she was eating while Alexei pulled her onto his lap, claiming she shouldn’t sit on her own, and Salem had tried to feed her even though she was capable of feeding herself.

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.

As though his touch was a gift.

Christ.

Leaning in, he brushed his lips lightly against hers. A soft sigh escaped her and he did it again. When her mouth parted beneath his, he was hesitant at first.

What if he did this wrong?

What if he was shit at it?

But what he didn’t want to be was a coward. So he slid his tongue into her mouth. He’d read enough books about kissing to have some idea of what to do, even if it had been years since he’d kissed anyone. And those times that he had kissed someone had kind of been disasters.

A small moan escaped her.

All right. So she seemed to like that.

He was vaguely aware of Salem moving. . . of him kneeling next to him and removing some of her clothes.

Finally, he drew back from her mouth, breathing heavily.

“Wow,” she whispered, looking up at him with wide eyes. “You are so good at that.”

“I am?” he asked. “I mean, I am.”

Great. Now he sounded like an idiot.

But confidence was half the battle, right? Or something like that. He glanced down her body, seeing that Salem had stripped her bottom half off.

“Are you all right with this?” Roman asked.

“This?” she asked breathlessly as Alexei started stripping the rest of her clothes off.

“Are you all right with us touching you?” Roman clarified.

Do not blush.

“Oh yeah,” she said. “I’d be mad as a hatter not to be all right with that.”

“Good,” Salem said as he lowered one leg so her foot rested on the floor. Then he kneeled on the sofa between her parted thighs putting her other leg up on the top of the sofa. “I’ve had to listen to Alexei making you come so many times and it’s been killing me. Now, it’s my turn.”

“Aww, were you lying in your bed, yanking your noodle and thinking of me,” Alexei said with mock-sympathy as he drew off her bra.

Dear God.

Her breasts were so beautiful. Small, but perfect. Tipped with peach-colored nipples that he wanted to wrap his mouth around.

“No, I was not touching myself while listening to you,” Salem grumbled.

Hmm. Roman turned to look at him. There was a strange note in his voice. “Are you sure?”

Instead of answering, Salem started kissing up her leg.

“He was totally jerking off while listening to me make you come,” Alexei said.

Yeah, Roman thought he had been too.

Not that he could blame Salem. He’d thought about doing the same when he’d heard them last night. His cock had been so hard that he’d laid there for hours trying to get back to sleep.

But touching himself was even harder than having someone else touch him.

So he’d just waited for it to go away.

“I wouldn’t mind watching that,” she said.

All three of them froze for a moment. Salem raised his head, staring down at her.

“You want to watch me jerk off?” he asked.

She nodded, then red filled her cheeks. “Is that wrong?”

“Fuck no,” Alexei told her. “You can watch me anytime. Although I’d rather have your hand wrapped around my cock. Or your lips. Or your sweet pussy. Or your⁠—”

“We get the idea,” Salem said dryly.

“Wait . . . what were you going to say?” Tamsyn asked.

There was only one other body part he could think of, unless Alexei had some fetishes that Roman wasn’t aware of.

“I’m guessing ass or feet,” Roman said.

Alexei’s mouth dropped open. “Definitely not feet!”

“So, ass then,” he said matter-of-factly to Tamsyn who started to giggle.

Roman smiled at her. “What’s funny?”

“Alexei’s horror over me trying to wrap my feet around his dick. I can’t blame him. One of my feet would probably slip and kick him in the balls. Accidentally, of course.”

Hmm. She was smiling so widely that he wasn’t certain she meant that.

“Kick me in the balls and you don’t get to come for a week,” Alexei told her.

She gasped. “That’s so mean!”

“So is kicking your man in his crown jewels,” Alexei replied.

“Some of us are more precious about our crown jewels than others,” Roman told her, making her giggle again.

Then she closed her eyes with a moan as Salem did something.

“Oh my Lord,” she said. “That feels so good.”

Darn it.

Roman wanted to make her feel like that. He wanted to hear her moan in pleasure as he touched her. He eyed her breasts.

It wasn’t his first time touching breasts. He had touched a woman’s breasts before he’d chickened out of doing anything more.

That had been his first and only real sexual encounter. And he hadn’t gotten beyond second base. Was that second base? He thought it was.

But these were Tamsyn’s breasts and that made a huge difference. Leaning down, he licked his tongue across the hard peak.

“Roman, more, please,” she begged.

All right, it seemed she liked that.

“Lift her up for me for a moment,” Alexei commanded as her breathing grew faster.

Salem was silent, paying complete attention to her pussy. Again, he really wanted to taste her.

Be patient.

There’s one of her and three of you and she isn’t your sex toy. You’re here to pleasure her.

Besides, he knew something about suppressing his own needs. About feeling ashamed of them.

“Thanks,” Alexei said as he sat back down.

Roman then noticed that he’d stripped off his clothes. He was sitting there, naked.

Yeah, he’d been in the same bed as the two of them while Alexei got her off. But that had felt different.

He was still shocked by his actions. That had been the first time he’d come in a long, long time. And the first time he’d come with a woman touching his bare cock.

“Roman? Are you all right?”

Huh?

He glanced down at her.

Blathering badgers.

He was doing it again. Zoning out when he should be completely focused on her. Then he glanced up to see that even Salem had stopped what he was doing to check up on him. The other man’s lips were glistening with her desire.

He could back out.

Tell them he wasn’t ready.

But was that true? Maybe he wasn’t ready, but he didn’t think he ever fully would be.

However, it wasn’t fair to put his hang-ups on Tamsyn. She didn’t do anything to warrant them.

Everything had been fine the other night.

Even if he had been feeling a bit off about it the next day. No matter what he did, he never wanted her to be ashamed of her wants and desires.

She didn’t have a lot of experience. Neither of them did.

Which is why you need Alexei and Salem.

Salem was calm and collected. He always had a plan. While Alexei was full of confidence. Nothing got to him.

Together, they had this.

They wouldn’t let him fall.

With them here, he felt more confident.

As if reading his mind, Salem nodded at him. “Tell her what you want, Roman. She can’t read your mind. And if she doesn’t want it, then she has a safeword.”

“Or you can show her,” Alexei added. “That’s always my preference.”

“We know,” Salem said. “Didn’t take you long to get your dick out. Hmm, I wonder what you could possibly want.”

He knew they were bantering to give him a moment to collect himself. And to distract Tamsyn. She let out a giggle, glancing up at him, sharing the moment with him.

He cupped her breast and her giggles morphed into a needy sigh.

Don’t be a coward.

She’s not being one.

“I want to taste you as well,” he told her.

“Oh, yes, please,” she said. “I want that too.”

Alexei snorted. “Of course you do, you needy thing.”

“Is that wrong?” she asked, tensing.

Roman glared at Alexei. He better not make her feel bad for her needs.

Alexei just grinned down at her. “Nope, it’s the best fucking thing in the world.”

“Ohh,” she said. “Good. Because I want that a lot.” Her gaze went to Salem, who smiled at her.

“After Salem, of course. He was there first.” Mortification filled him as he realized what he’d just said.

But she just giggled.

“Kiss me,” she whispered. “You’re so good at it.”

His chest puffed out like a rooster as he kissed her. Long and slow. Then faster.

Harder.

God. He was so hard that it hurt.

When he drew back he watched as Alexei played with her breast. His hand looked so huge against her small breast that it was almost comical.

He could break her so easily and yet she lay there between three grown men and let them do what they wanted.

There wasn’t a hint of worry on her face.

She was braver than him. And he was determined to be better. Do better.

Be what she truly deserved.

“Oh. Ohhh!” she cried out before Alexei turned her head toward him, his dick rubbing against her lips.

Okay, he really didn’t need to be staring at Alexei’s dick. Not when he had his girl here to study and touch.

He ran his thumb over her nipple. It was hard and from the way she reacted, tender.

Keeping his touch gentle since he didn’t want to risk hurting her, he played with her nipple. First, he ran his thumb over it, before leaning down to lick it. Then he followed his instincts and sucked on it.

Her muffled cry made him hesitate and pull back.

“Keep going,” Alexei commanded him. “She likes it. Bunny, remember our signal if you want everything to stop?”

She held up her fist.

Right.

He should have made sure she remembered that.

“I have her,” Alexei told him. “If she needs anyone to stop, I’ll let you both know.”

And this is why he needed Alexei and Salem here.

Not always. In the future he thought that he might want some time alone with her like this.

Naked and needy.

But right now, this was what he needed. And he wasn’t too full of pride to admit that.

Curious about what Salem was doing and hoping to get some pointers, he slid down toward her feet.

Salem drew back, making her whimper and writhe in obvious disappointment that he was stopping.

The other man lightly smacked his hand down on her pussy. Roman sucked in a breath. Did that hurt?

But then she let out a deep groan.

“Naughty girl,” Salem chastised. “That was meant to be punishment not pleasure.”

“She liked that?”

“Baby, tell Roman how you felt about me giving your pussy a smack,” Salem commanded.

She drew away from Alexei’s dick and glanced up at Roman. “I liked it.”

Then she turned and took Alexei’s cock back into her mouth.

Salem chuckled. “She’s feeling shy. Cute how she takes comfort in sucking your dick,” he commented to Alexei.

“Yeah, real fucking cute,” Alexei said breathlessly. He wrapped his fingers in her hair. “And fuck, does her mouth feel amazing.”

Roman remembered the feel of her sucking on him and he agreed.

Her mouth was heaven.

“Grab her leg and push it back,” Salem commanded him. “You can watch. I don’t mind and I’m certain she doesn’t either.”

Salem returned his mouth to her pussy and Roman grabbed her leg, drawing it back. Then he peered down at her pussy. He couldn’t see much with Salem in the way. But then he pulled back and Roman spied Salem’s fingers moving in and out of her pussy.

At first, he moved slowly, gently. But then he used the thumb from his other hand to play with her clit and Salem sped his fingers up.

Blathering badgers.

That was so hot.

“Want to play with her clit?” Salem asked.

Um. This took sharing to a whole other level. It was a generous offer. But Roman didn’t have a clue what he was doing. What if he did it wrong? Hurt her?

“You’ll do fine. Just use your thumb on her, running it back and forth.”

He moved his thumb to where Salem had his and took over the same movement.

She was so wet.

His breathing grew faster. He wanted more. He circled her clit, then flicked it. Her cries, even muffled by Alexei’s dick, filled the room.

“Bloody hell,” he muttered. “This is so hot.”

“Isn’t it? Isn’t she so beautiful? And her pussy is a work of art. It tastes amazing. Have a taste,” Salem urged.

Really? He glanced up at Salem who nodded encouragingly.

Not wanting to waste any time, he leaned in and licked her clit. Her entire body tensed and he drew back sharply.

“She’s just close,” Salem said in a quiet voice that only Roman could likely hear. Then in a louder voice, he spoke to Tamsyn. “No coming yet, baby. Not until I say so.”

She drew off Alexei’s dick, ignoring his complaints. “That’s not fair. I need to come. Between your fingers and Roman’s tongue, I’m on fire here. I can’t hold back!”

“Poor Pet,” Salem said, a hint of his dominant side peeking out.

Immediately, she looked concerned. Roman tensed, wondering if this was too much for her. He watched her closely, but she didn’t seem afraid.

“What’s your safeword, Pet?” Salem asked in a low purr.

That’s right. She had a safeword.

She could use that if this was all too much for her. But would she? He eyed her closely, a surge of protectiveness filling him.

“Red or I can raise my fist if Alexei is stuffing his dick into my mouth,” she said.

“You love having my dick in your mouth,” Alexei countered.

She said nothing to dispute that.

It was like she was made for them.

“Will you use it, though,” he pressed.

Her eyes widened as she stared at him. “Of course.”

“Pet,” Salem said in a deeper voice, placing his whole hand over her mound. Whether to soothe her or as a threat that they might stop playing with her, Roman wasn’t sure. “You will use your safeword if you need to, understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“That’s my good girl. Because if something were to happen, if you were hurt or afraid or uncomfortable and you didn’t tell us then we wouldn’t be able to play with you until we could trust you. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You are doing so well for us.” Salem moved his hand from her pussy. “I am so proud of you.”

It had been a threat, then.

Tamsyn smiled widely up at Salem, her eyes shining.

He smiled back at her before running a finger up and down her slit. Then he pressed two fingers deep inside her before drawing them out. Leaning over her, he ran his damp fingers over her lips.

“Taste yourself.”

Bloody hell.

Roman had to work hard to remember to breathe as her delicate tongue slipped out and licked her lips.

That was incredibly hot.

He might not survive this.