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“No. As long as you’re sure you don’t mind me being here, I’d like to stay.”
“You can stay forever if you wish, Isa,” Evan replied, “We don’t mind.”
“You should get some rest. We have work tomorrow, but one of us will always be here with you,” Dom said as he got off the bed. “Sweet dreams, Beauty.”
They filed out of the room, closing the door softly behind them. I climbed back under the covers and switched off the bedside lamp. I closed my eyes, expecting to fall asleep quickly, but it wasn’t long before they popped open again. With a sigh and an extra heap of courage, I left the room and followed the sounds of low voices down the hall. I walked into the open-plan living area and found them standing around the kitchen island talking. Evan noticed me first.
“Everything ok, Isa?” Nate and Dom turned to look at me as I gnawed on my bottom lip.
“I can’t fall asleep,” I replied. “I… I don’t want to sleep alone.” There. I said it.
“Would you like one of us to come lie with you or all of us?” Nate asked.
“All of you, please?” God, this felt borderline humiliating.
“All of us, it is,” Dom stated. When he reached me, he tipped my chin up with his finger to look at me. “Don’t be embarrassed about asking for what you want, Beauty. I’m proud of you. I know that wasn’t easy, but you still did it.”
My stomach did somersaults, and my lady bits began to tingle. Oh, yeah. I definitely had a praise kink.
He took my hand and led me back to the bedroom, where we all piled into bed. Surrounded by them, I was finally able to relax and fall asleep.
The next day, true to their word, one stayed behind to work from the penthouse so that I wasn’t alone. Nate took the morning shift and brought me breakfast in bed. Evan relieved him for the afternoon shift, letting me sit at the kitchen island while he made us lunch. Dom took over for Evan a couple of hours ago.
I was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, when he knocked on the door. “You bored yet?” he asked as he came in and flopped beside me.
“God, yes,” I moaned. I couldn’t read, watch TV, or even look at a screen. I spent the morning talking to Dave, who assured me he was keeping an eye on the shop. Then, I called Daniel, who advised me to write my statement. He said he would bring it to the station, and if they needed further information, he would arrange for them to meet me at his office.
That was it. That was all I had done today—the rest of the day I spent wrapping my head around my current situation. I knew my father wouldn’t be able to get to me while I was here, but I also knew that I couldn’t stay here forever.
“Wanna make out?” Dom asked, pulling me from my thoughts.
I chuckled. “Don’t tell me all the rumors are true; you really are a playboy?” I teased.
“They aren’t, but I’ll be your playboy,” he growled playfully, rolling on top of me and lightly tickling me. When his fingers teased across my stomach beneath my shirt, I stopped laughingand squirmed uncomfortably. His fingers slowed to trace over my scars.
Dom pushed my shirt up a little further and bent his head to trail kisses across my stomach. “I wish you could see yourself the way we see you, Isa,” he murmured. He sat up so that he was straddling me and pulled my shirt off.
Staring up at him, I flashed back to the night before, when my father was in the same position and began to shake. This wasn’t my father. Dom wasn’t going to hurt me. Whatever was about to happen, I wanted it.
“Do you need me to stop, Isa?” Dom asked, his voice dripping with concern.
I shook my head. “I’m fine.”
“If you change your mind, tell me,” he ordered as he bent and placed a soft kiss on the side of my neck.
There wasn’t a chance in hell that I would change my mind. Dom trailed kisses from my neck to my breasts, and it felt like each one was a spark igniting a blaze within me. I cried out when Dom captured a nipple with his teeth and flicked his tongue against the tip.
“Now, Beauty, if you can’t keep quiet, I will have to stop. You heard the doctor, whispers only. Gotta let those vocal cords heal, baby,” he teased.
How the fuck did he expect me to stay quiet when he was doing devilish things to my body? He moved to my other nipple to give it the same attention before starting a trail down my stomach. His fingers dipped inside the waistband of my shorts and tugged them down. I didn’t have any underwear on because, unsurprisingly, when Dom packed a bag for me, he forgot them.
Dom kissed and licked down one hip to my thigh, where he traced my scars with his tongue before blazing a trail back up and across my pelvis to do the same on the other side. I felt like I was going to combust when he started nibbling a path up myinner thigh and spread my legs open to give him full access to what I was sure was a soaking wet pussy.
“Now remember, Isa,” Dom warned, “no loud noises. You just lay there and let me worship and feast on you.”
I whined low in my throat as his tongue split my pussy lips and cradled my clit briefly before sliding back down to my entrance. Staying silent was going to be impossible. His tongue slowly followed the same path several more times before I felt his finger probe my tunnel.
“Isa, are you a virgin?”
