“It isn’t?” Alexei asked.
“I think for Alexei it is,” she told Salem.
“I’m beginning to see that.”
“He does seem to have an obsession with your bottom,” Roman said as he sat on the other side of Alexei, his phone in his hand. “I wonder if there’s some sort of therapy for that.”
“I do not need therapy.” Alexei grabbed Roman’s phone and threw it.
“Hey! Be careful! That’s an expensive phone.”
“Everything in this house is expensive,” Alexei countered.
“And it’s not just about you, either. But us, too. As you can tell Alexei can be impulsive. Roman can overthink things. And I?—”
“Will talk things to death,” Alexei interrupted. “Blah, blah, blah. Let’s just spank her and then kiss it better.”
“Definitely an obsession,” Roman muttered.
“It’s good for us to know your boundaries and be able to communicate ours. For instance, I have no problem with group sex if that’s something you’d want in the future, but I don’t want anyone touching my cock except you.”
That last part was so unexpected coming from Salem that she just gaped at him.
“What about your ass?” Alexei asked.
“Or my ass,” Salem replied calmly, but he glared at the big guy.
And she felt the urge to giggle again.
“I’m with Salem. Even though I love these two, I don’t want to be touched by anyone but you,” Roman said.
She could hear a slight hint of tension, maybe even of anxiety, in his voice and knew that was hard for him to say.
Reaching over, she grasped his hand gently. She didn’t want to touch him if he wasn’t in the mood. But he grasped hold of her hand tight, surprising her.
“No one will touch you in any way you don’t want,” Alexei said fiercely to Roman.
“Things might happen accidentally if we’re together, but Alexei and I will do our best and if you aren’t comfortable being part of a group scene, that’s fine too.”
She loved the way they took care of Roman’s needs without making him feel less for it. A lot of people might look down on him or be condescending. They might not think he could be a real man or Dom for the way he was.
Those people would be ignorant assholes.
But not these two men. They just all took care of each other the best that they could.
And she so desperately wanted that for herself.
Why did she have to meet these men now? It was like the universe really hated her.
She wanted to belong to them so desperately.
“I might watch first, if that’s okay,” Roman said. “I, uh, don’t really have any experience. With anything.”
Oh.
She realized that must have been hard for him to admit.
“I don’t have a lot, either,” she told him, easing the tension on his face.