Total pages in book: 180
Estimated words: 182075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 910(@200wpm)___ 728(@250wpm)___ 607(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 182075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 910(@200wpm)___ 728(@250wpm)___ 607(@300wpm)
“Spencer,” she said, taking hold of his hands and squeezing them. “You have to stop thinking about it. I’m here now. I’m safe.”
“But what if something happens? What if he finds you and I’m not there to protect you? What if you get sick? What if you fall and hurt yourself? What if you decide you don’t want us and you leave?”
That last part was said in a voice filled with such utter dread and fear that it made her heart hurt.
She let go of his hands and grasped his face, drawing his head back to give him a stern look. “Listen to me, Spencer Hensley. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.” She swallowed heavily and looked from him to Rock, then to Slade. “Slade told me that you want a . . . a relationship with me. The three of you.”
“Quaid—” Slade started to say.
But she shook her head and he grew silent.
“Quaid isn’t here and I don’t think he wants me. That’s up . . . that’s up to him.” No one could make him want her. As much as she wished that they could. Because doing this without Quaid . . . it was going to hurt.
A lot.
Greedy much? Three men aren’t enough for you?
Urgh.
Just because she was with the other three didn’t mean that her feelings for Quaid had changed. Loving one didn’t come at the expense of the others.
But she couldn’t focus on Quaid and the fact that he was avoiding her right now. That was an issue for another day.
“Does each of you really want me?” she asked.
She looked to Slade first since he was the easiest. He’d already told her what he wanted.
“Yes, Boo. That’s what I want. I want you. A relationship with you. To be your man. Your Daddy, if you’ll have me.”
Indie gulped. “I’ve got no experience with any of that other than what I’ve seen at the club. I’ve never been in a relationship with a Daddy Dom. Hell, I’ve never even played with a Dom before. You guys would never let me.”
“There’s a good reason we never let you play with another Dom,” Slade growled. “Because you’re mine.”
“Ours,” Rock said.
“Definitely ours,” Spencer said.
All three of them were staring at her and she swallowed nervously.
Had she really thought through this sharing thing? Three men to keep happy. Three men to boss her around.
Three men to keep . . . satisfied.
Yikes.
“She’s getting nervous.” Spencer grasped hold of her hips and drew her onto his lap as he sat on the sofa. The other two moved so she could see them both as she sat sideways in his lap.
Slade reached forward to cup her chin. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“What if I’m not enough for you? I mean . . . you guys could have anyone. What makes me special? What makes you think that I can . . . that I can keep you interested?”
To her shock, Slade started laughing.
“Hey! Why are you laughing! Stop that!” She was being serious.
“But why wouldn’t I laugh when you’re joking.” Slade’s face grew serious. “You better be joking.”
Umm. Why did he look so stern?
“Because if you’re not joking, then you’re putting yourself down and that comes with serious consequences,” Slade added.
Holy shit.
Now, she was getting all heated up again.
“Consequences which will go in your naughty notebook,” Spencer added.
What? Nooo.
“All we’ve done is dream of you,” Spencer said quietly. “We wanted to wait until you’d finished university and we were financially secure. We fucked up. But we never stopped wanting you.”
“Not special?” Rock growled. “Everything. Our world.” The last word was almost silent, but she heard him.
She stared up at him through blurry eyes. “Really?”
“Really,” Slade said. “And we are going to work every day to show you that. To make you feel more secure. The way we always should have.”
“So you will never doubt us,” Spencer told her. “Never doubt how much we want and need you.”
“We aren’t playing around at this, Boo,” Slade told her. “I wouldn’t do this if I wasn’t completely sure that I want you. Forever.”
She sucked in a breath. Forever.
It was everything she’d ever dream of. Could she trust them with all of her, though?
“Just give us a chance, Princess,” Spencer said.
They had been here every day, showing her how much they cared. Looking after her. They’d even stepped away from their work to look after her and she’d thought that would never happen.
So she nodded. It was scary. Like taking a step off a cliff and expecting someone to guide you down.
But it also felt so right.
Spencer kissed her first. Light and sweet. His touch was so reverent as if he was afraid that she might drift away. She felt like he was holding a piece of himself back, though. As though there was a darker part of him that he was keeping in reserve. It was just out of her reach . . . she had a feeling she wasn’t quite ready to awaken that beast, though.