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Her eyes closed again and she slumped into his arms, letting out another snore.

“Adorable,” Roman whispered.

Salem nodded and carried her out of the room and up the stairs into her playroom.

Roman ran ahead of them and drew back the covers on her bed. Salem laid her down and pulled the covers up over her. Turning, he searched in a drawer and drew out a pacifier, hoping that would help keep her asleep.

Reaching for the monitor, he turned it on and picked it up so he could see her sleeping.

“Right, let’s get to work.”

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Tamsyn woke up, feeling confused and a bit scared.

She didn’t like feeling scared.

Sitting up, she glanced around, her heart racing and a strangely muffled cry escaped her mouth as something dropped out of her mouth.

She glanced down to see a pacifier lying in her lap.

How did that happen?

Wait.

She was in her playroom. In the bed. Someone had put her in here . . . Salem?

But why?

Where was he? She was naked and she felt . . . strangely vulnerable.

The door shot open and she let out another cry. Alexei strode in.

No one had a walk like Alexei. Full of confidence, yet it wasn’t really a swagger exactly.

It was just him.

“Bunny,” he rumbled as he walked over and plucked her up. Then he held her with one arm under her ass. Her breasts werepushed against his chest and he wrapped an arm around her back. “Are you all right? Do you want me to whip his ass for you? I’ll do it.”

There was a rough, fierce note in his voice.

Protective.

Possessive.

It made her shiver with pleasure.

But what was he talking about?

“Whip whose ass?” she asked.

“Salem’s ass.”

“Why would I want you to whip Salem’s ass?” she asked in confusion.

“For making you say your safeword.”

Oh.

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