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  As he began to suck, Matek started flicking her clit firmly.

  Her first orgasm rocked her, stealing her breath as her entire body shuddered. Aric let her fingers slide free of his mouth as he held her steady against him. One hand keeping her head tucked in against his chest.

  “That’s it, good girl. Just ride it. Let Matek bring you down. Good. Doesn’t that feel nice?”

  “It’s . . . it’s . . .” How was she supposed to think? To speak? “Overwhelming.”

  “I know. But we’re here, holding you tight. You’re safe. We all have you. Even Tavi. None of us would ever let anything happen to you. We promise. Never again.”

  Again? What did that mean?

  But before she could ask, Matek returned his tongue to her clit.

  “No, no, I can’t,” she mumbled. He’d lightened his touch on her clit, but it was still nearly too much. She was so sensitive.

  “You can do it, Poppet. Just let it take over you. Matek will be very gentle. But you’re going to come again. Look at Tavi. What do you bet, he’s thinking about reaching in to stroke his dick? I know I am. I’m going to need a cold shower after this. Holding you as you came? Hearing you fall apart? It was the fucking sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

  He was killing her. Killing. Her. She swore she’d never recover from this experience. They’d ruined her forever. If they ever let her go, well, it would devastate her.

  Don’t think about it.

  Her next orgasm caught her by surprise. It was softer, sweeter, but it felt like it went on forever. Until finally, she slumped against Aric, eyes closing. Aric lowered their legs then moved hers so they rested on the mattress between his. A kiss was placed on the top of her mound before the bed shifted.

  Warm blankets were placed over her and Aric.

  “You’ve exhausted her,” Tavi accused. “You should have been more careful. She’s recovering from a head injury.”

  “She’s all right. Just tired,” Aric explained. Although she heard a note of worry in his voice.

  “Has she even eaten? Had a drink? Or did the two of you just go at her without taking care of her needs first? Kassim is going to kill you both if you’ve put her recovery back. And he’s going to have to get in line!”

  “Fed her,” Matek said quietly. “But she didn’t eat much.”

  He sounded subdued, almost guilty, and she didn’t like that. He hadn’t done anything wrong.

  “I’m fine,” she told them. “Stop fighting. Just a bit tired after two mind-blowing orgasms. Promise.”

  “Your head?” Tavi asked. A warm hand was placed over her forehead. “No fever. Is your head hurting?”

  “No, nothing is hurting.” She was kind of floating.

  His fingers drifted down to her pulse. She sighed happily. He didn’t need to worry, but it was nice that he did.

  “Pulse is a little fast, but that’s to be expected, I guess,” Tavi said.

  “Uh-huh, mind-blowing orgasms will do that.”

  Aric’s chest moved as he laughed. “Well, no point to them if they’re not mind-blowing.”

  “Not all of them are,” she warned. “Some are just small and unsatisfying.”

  “You can say goodbye to those sorts of orgasms,” Aric told her. “Only amazing, huge ones for you.”

  “I might die. Death by orgasm,” she muttered. “Mind. Blown.”

  Aric laughed again.

  “We should clean her up, let her sleep. Kassim said she liked the protein shakes he has,” Tavi said. “I’ll get one.”

  “I’m fine. Just sleepy. Satisfied. Sleepified. Satipified. Hmm, no, that one doesn’t work as well.”

  “Stop talking and start drinking your water,” Aric commanded as her head was gently turned and a glass pressed to her lips.

  “Okay, but I’m gonna spill it,” she warned, gulping some down. Wow, she was thirstier than she thought. And yep, she felt some cool water spilling down her chin. “Oops.”

  Someone wiped her chin and she sighed happily. “Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome,” Matek rumbled. “Needs a bib.”

  “I can see that. Maybe we should find some straws. Or a bottle.”

  “A Batman drink bottle,” she clarified. “I like Batman.”

  “We guessed that,” Aric told her dryly. “Although that wasn’t exactly what I mean.”

  Huh? What did he mean?

  “Here’s the straw for the protein drink, little one,” Tavi told her, pressing it to her lips.

  “No, I don’t want it. You guys aren’t jealous of Batman, are you? I mean, sure, he has big muscles and he’s mysterious and he has a cool Batmobile and stuff. And he’s a badass. But you guys are cool too.”

  “Cool?” Aric asked in a strange-sounding voice. “We’re cool?”

  “Pretty sure we were just compared to a cartoon hero and found wanting,” Tavi added.

  “What? No, I mean you guys are gorgeous and sexy and other stuff. It’s just you don’t have your own signal or fight crime. But not everyone is perfect, right?”

  “Maybe we should stop talking about Batman, hmm?” Aric asked in a low voice that sounded more like a demand than anything else.

  “Okie-dokie,” she replied happily.

  “Drink your protein drink,” Tavi urged.

  She sighed and forced her eyes open, staring up at him where he was sitting on the bed, facing her. “You’re a meanie, you know?”

  “I am? How?”

  “When I was trying to help Matek the other night, you told me to get out. It hurt my feelings.”

  “I’m sorry, little one,” he said in a voice filled with regret. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I was just scared that you were going to get injured. That’s all.”

  “I know. I overreacted to that and you talking about our, umm, encounters with Matek and Aric.”

  He brushed back her hair. “You’re so sweet, you know that? You shouldn’t be apologizing for overreacting. I shouldn’t have spoken about something private. At least, not before you knew we all wanted you. The way I went about trying to court you . . . it was all wrong. I used our mutual attraction to get close to you, but all I gave you was dominance and orgasms. All I did was make you feel like you were something disposable and cheap. I’ll wear that shame forever.”

  Oh no. She didn’t want him to feel ashamed. Slowly, she slid herself off Aric’s lap and, ignoring the fact that she was naked except for her unbuttoned pajama top hanging off her arms, she crawled into Tavi’s arms.

  He ended up sitting on his butt on the floor with her held in the cradle of his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tight.

  “I don’t want you to feel that way. I have my own issues that feed into my insecurities.”

  “She’s worried about pleasing us,” Aric said. “Because of her asshole ex cheating on her. He didn’t like going down on her. Idiot.”

  Jesus. This was going to take some getting used to. She glared at Aric but he just smiled back at her, looking undeterred.

  “What a dick,” Tavi said with a scowl.

  “Of course, his loss is our gain and that just means we get to show her, over and over, exactly how delicious she is.” Aric winked at her.

  “I want more,” Matek said. “Now.”

  “Hold up, big guy,” Aric told him. “We all want a taste. But we have to wait. They’ve got some talking to do.”

  “You guys could give us privacy,” she said dryly.

  “Nope,” Aric replied with a grin. “I don’t think so. All for one, one for all.”

  “You’re not the three musketeers.”

  “Nah, there are four of us,” Aric replied. “Did you forget about Kassim? I get it, he is busy all the time. Easy to forget about.”

  “He is not easy to forget about,” she protested.

  “Stop teasing her,” Tavi commanded. “We’re meant to keep her quiet and rested. You guys already pushed things by giving her two orgasms.”

  “Didn’t hear you o
bjecting much,” Aric said. “You liked watching, brother.”

  “I did.” Tavi gave her a wary look, probably wondering if she was going to be upset about them talking like this.

  “I don’t . . . I’m not worried about the way you talk about, umm, things like what just happened . . .” Shit. She wasn’t explaining herself very well. “My ex talked about me behind my back. To my friends. I was humiliated. They were all laughing about me. Those old hurt feelings arose when you started talking like that, but it was because I didn’t feel secure in your feelings for me. I thought I was some plaything to you. You never spoke of the future or how you felt about me, you never even had sex with me. I felt insecure. And it felt like you were making fun or something.”

  He tucked her hair behind her ear. “I would never make fun of you. I would never talk to anyone but my brothers about you. And it isn’t to compare notes and definitely not to laugh at you. This is my fault for not speaking about my feelings for you. But you weren’t the only one feeling insecure.”

  She gaped at him. “You? You were feeling insecure?”

  He nodded. “It’s so hard to believe?”

  “Umm, yeah.”

  He shook his head. “It’s stupid, but I didn’t think there was any way you would notice me. I don’t have an air of authority that Kassim has. I can’t make you smile like Aric does. And well, nobody can deny that Matek is possessive of you. You may not know this, but he’s been . . . ”

  “Stalking me?” she provided dryly.

  “Ahh, you do know.”

  “Well, I only noticed how much he’s around these last few months, but yeah, he told me.” She shook her head at the big man. “We’ve come to an agreement about the stalking.”

  “No cameras anywhere without her permission,” Matek said. “And a safeword to give her space.”

  “I’ve always wanted you, Pippa,” Tavi told her. “Whenever you smiled, I wanted to smile. Whenever you laughed, I wanted to laugh. And if anyone upset you, I wanted to kill them. I knew I wanted you, but I wasn’t sure if you saw me. I’m not that interesting. I like listening to music and writing lyrics. And I like to read. That’s not very sexy.”

  “Are you kidding? You write lyrics and you read? That’s extremely sexy.”

  He studied her closely as though trying to figure out whether she was telling the truth.

  “Really?”

  “Really. I’d love to read your lyrics. And maybe we’ve read some of the same books.”

  “I’d like that.” He shook his head. “I wish I’d just told you how I felt. If you want me to refrain from touching you until you can trust me, I’ll do that.”

  “No, I don’t want that.” She smiled shyly. “I might self-combust.”

  He leaned his forehead against her. “Me too.”

  “You have things about you that are special too, Tavi,” she whispered.

  “Yeah? Like what?”

  “You always fuss over me. Remember when I got sick not that long after I arrived? Who checked up on me? Who reassured me that Kassim wasn’t angry with me when he sent me home, but worried? Who brought me cold medicine and things that were soft on my throat? Who pressured me into letting the doctor check me over? That was all you. And when I was bored and grouchy, you sat and watched television with me.”

  “So you’re saying I make a good nurse?” Tavi asked, but there was a smile on his lips.

  “Hmm, we could get you a tight, white outfit. Something short so when you bend over I get a good look at your ass. Underwear is not allowed, of course.”

  “Brat,” he growled. “Only person dressing in a short skirt, sans underwear, around here is you. Although I’m happy to play doctor for any of your fantasies.”

  She sucked in a breath. She liked that idea.

  “Am I forgiven for being an idiot?”

  “If you forgive me for overreacting?”

  “Seal it with a kiss then get her back into bed before Kassim comes back,” Aric said, making her aware that they weren’t alone. Whoops.

  Tavi leaned in and kissed her gently, moving his tongue over her lips until she parted them. He kissed her until they were breathless.

  Yeah, physical attraction definitely wasn’t an issue with any of them. But communication was going to be a big hurdle. Especially with men as arrogant and dominant as her four.

  Hers.

  Lord, she was really doing this. Four men. Of her own. She pushed aside her feelings of fear and inadequacy. She couldn’t self-sabotage. This might turn out to be the greatest thing she’d ever done. Or the worst. Either way, she had to try.

  Tavi gently grasped hold of her chin, tilting her face up. “I know most people don’t believe in soul mates. But we do. You are our soul. You are our everything.”

  She loved that. But there was something niggling at her. If they wanted her then why hadn’t they stolen her? That was the tradition in Escana, for harems to steal their bride then enter a twenty-one day Marjarsom period where they had to woo her.

  Maybe they weren’t ready for that.

  Was she ready for that?

  Or perhaps it was because she wasn’t Escanaian.

  Although Caleb, Aleki and Wolfe stole Vivi. But that was different. She was in trouble, they did it to protect her.

  Stop fretting. Just believe in what they say.

  “Sometimes we’ll piss you off, sometimes we might even fight, but we’ll talk about it, we’ll figure it out. At least with four of us, there’s bound to be one of us you’re still talking to. Probably Kassim. He doesn’t fight. Although, more likely to be Matek since he likes to give you whatever you ask for. We’ll have to watch he doesn’t spoil you.”

  “With the way he likes to eat her pussy, I can’t see orgasm deprivation working as a punishment,” Aric said from where he sat at the edge of the bed. “She’ll just go to him, pout or give him some puppy dog eyes and he’ll be feasting on her.”

  They all looked to Matek who just shrugged, not denying it. She grinned. She liked having that power.

  Tavi tapped her lips with his finger. “That just means the rest of us will have to be extra firm with her, doesn’t it, Aric?”

  “Maybe we should give her extra spankings, just to make sure she doesn’t get spoiled,” Aric suggested.

  She glared at him.

  “Oh, she’ll be spoiled, but our girl won’t let it go to her head,” Tavi replied. “She’s far too sweet.”

  “What if one of you changes your mind?” she asked.

  “You’re not getting it, little one,” Tavi told her. “Soul. Mates. We’re all in deep with you. We won’t ever change our minds.”

  “You’re ours, Poppet. For better or worse. We don’t need the vows to know that there will be no one else. We won’t ever let you go.

  “You leave, I’ll follow. Can’t be without you,” Matek told her.

  Maybe for someone else, that might have felt smothering. But she liked knowing they were all in. Because she was all in with them.

  “I feel the same way about all of you. I might still feel insecure sometimes, though,” she confessed.

  “It’s up to us to reassure you,” Tavi told her. “To build your trust.”

  “And give you lots of mind-blowing orgasms,” Aric teased.

  “All the orgasms,” Matek said with a smile. Okay, she had never seen him smile like that. It made her burst into giggles. He looked so damn satisfied with himself.

  The door opened and Kassim stepped in. He glanced around at them, her sitting on Tavi’s lap on the floor. Aric lounging on his bed and Matek who was currently leaning against the wall, still smiling. The bed was rumpled and she blushed as she realized she was mostly naked.

  “Does someone want to explain what is going on here?” Kassim asked.

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  Kassim immediately regretted his words when Pippa flinched and went pale.

  He hadn’t meant to frighten her. Or make her feel guilty.

  What was going on? If they had tak
en her in her delicate state then he was going to murder all of them. He’d have them disowned and keep her for himself.

  “Sir, I’m so sorry,” she said hastily, doing up her pajama top. “I’ll tidy up the bed. We were . . . we were just . . . um . . . Tavi, let me go.” She was trying to fight her way free of Tavi’s hold. But it seemed that his brother didn’t want to let her go.

  Moving on instinct, Kassim set down his briefcase then walked around to where she struggled against Tavi. Then he held out a hand to her. She looked at his hand then up to him, biting her lower lip and looking delightfully submissive. And a touch guilty.

  Which she shouldn’t be.

  Finally, she slipped her hand into his. Her touch felt cool and he frowned. “Why does Miss Jones not have more clothing on? She’s cold. And she shouldn’t be out of bed. She’s recovering from a concussion.” He carefully drew her up then lifted her slowly into his arms, holding her cradled against his chest. “Someone better explain what is going on. Immediately.”

  “Um, Sir?” she asked as everyone started talking at once.

  “Quiet!” he ordered without raising his voice. Surprisingly, they all obeyed. Including her. Which wasn’t his intention.

  “Miss Jones, not you. You talk.”

  “Why is he still calling her Miss Jones?” Aric asked in a mock-whisper.

  “No idea,” Tavi replied. “Maybe it gets him off. You know the whole boss-secretary roleplay thing. He calls her into the office and drops a pencil, forcing her to pick it up. She has a low-cut top on so he gets a good view of her cleavage. When she stands up, he tells her that she’s in trouble for being three minutes late that morning and he forces her to bend over his desk so he can raise her tight, pencil skirt up over her ass. She’s wearing these ruffly white panties, which he draws down then he picks up a ruler to—”

  “Tavi!” Kassim barked.

  Tavi blinked, staring up at him. “What?”

  Pippa was tense in his arms, staring from him to Tavi then back to him.

  “That’s enough, you are embarrassing Miss Jones.”