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Was she all right?

Bloody hell. Had that been too much? It had been a long time since he’d had an orgasm. And he’d certainly never had one like that.

But she was smiling up at him as he drew his cock away. He heard Alexei let out a grunt, but he thought it was in his best interests not to take a look at the other man.

Kneeling in front of Tamsyn, he took her face between his hands. “Are you all right? Was that too much?”

“It wasn’t too much,” she whispered. “It was just perfect.”

Relief filled him as he leaned forward and kissed her forehead. He didn’t know if he’d ever done anything in his life that meant he was deserving of her.

But he was certain that he was never going to let her go.

22

Tamsyn walked into the kitchen the next morning.

Heck. It was very nearly afternoon.

How the hell had she slept in so late?

Well, that could have something to do with your midnight playtime . . .

Last night, she’d ended up going to sleep between the two of them on the bed. Although how much she’d slept was debatable. She’d hoped she might have been able to turn off the part of her brain that was always on high alert.

But nope.

Having two men in her bed was such a strange occurrence that she’d only slept lightly.

Before they’d left, Roman had kissed her forehead. He was such a sweetie.

Alexei had squeezed her ass cheek and whispered into her ear that she was to behave.

What a jerk.

Why did he assume that she wouldn’t behave?

She made herself a coffee, adding milk and three sugars. Normally, she was a two sugars kind of gal. But today called for more sugar.

“Good morning.”

She jumped with a yelp, turning to see Salem standing there. He wore a white button-up shirt and a pair of jeans.

Tamsyn didn’t think she’d ever seen him in jeans before. Was this how he dressed for the weekends?

If so, she liked it.

He’d rolled the sleeves of the shirt up to show a pair of tanned, muscular forearms.

Yummy.

She could imagine those hands grasping her around the waist, maybe bending her over the counter and pulling her panties down.

And then he’d smack his hand against her bottom . . .

Okay. She needed to stop that train of thought right now.

“Are you all right?” he asked.

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