Yeah. That was what she was afraid of.

“And you know what sort of consequences,” Alexei added. “I’ve warned you already. Spankings. Forced orgasms. Denied orgasms. Maybe lines and corner time depending on how naughty you’ve been.”

“Forced and denied orgasms?” Roman asked, looking out of his depth.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure Salem will be happy to help teach you some tricks,” Alexei told Roman.

All right, Roman looked far too interested for her peace of mind.

Wait . . . wait . . . wait . . . were they serious about the orgasm thing?

“Denied orgasm?” she squeaked.

“You’ve visited clubs,” Salem told her in that low, sexy voice that made her want to lose her mind. “You’ve never been punished that way?”

“Uh. No. Because it sounds barbaric. I’m sure it’s against some sort of sub convention. And if it isn’t, it should be. Perhaps I should start a protest. I’m sure that every sub in that club will sign a petition.”

“They probably would. But they wouldn’t win. And they’d simply earn themselves more punishment. You, most of all,” Salem told her.

Yikes.

“She hasn’t agreed to this yet, though,” Roman said. “Is this something you might like, my darling girl?”

“Yes, Bunny,” Alexei added. “Would you like to belong to the three of us?”

Shit.

Did she want to belong to the three of them?

God yes.

But could she?

Absolutely not.

However, wasn’t this what she’d been working toward? And just for a small while she’d be able to experience happiness.

“I know it’s a lot to take in,” Salem said. “There are three of us, which must seem strange to you. We know it’s not a normal relationship, but my sister makes it work. In fact, she’s the happiest I’ve ever seen her. Think about it this way . . . three men to worship you, take care of you, be there for you. Three of us to meet all your needs.”

Wow. When he put it like that it sounded amazing.

“Three of us to keep an eye on you . . . to make sure that you don’t put yourself in danger, to keep you from doing foolish things and discipline you when you’re naughty.”

And of course Alexei had to add in that. She turned to glare at him. “I do not do foolish things.”

“Exhibit a: Your swollen foot from climbing onto a table to catch a bird.”

Well, drat.

Why did he have to have a point? She didn’t like logic.

“Three men to listen to you when you are worried or concerned or happy. To help you and support you and cheer you on,” Roman told her.

Her sweet Roman.

It killed something inside her when she thought about leaving him.

She really didn’t want to.