has to be your choice. They won’t coerce you or influence you, not until you consent.”
Samantha leveled a look she knew betrayed a profound disbelief. “I have to consent to being coerced and influenced?”
“Yes.”
“Don’t be afraid because you haven’t tried it,” Sabrina said. Her eyes sparkled and her dreamy smile made her words slow. “I highly recommend it. I’m not saying it’s easy, just that it’s worth it.”
Ellen and Sophia shared a laugh.
Amanda released Sam’s hand. “With the right person, Sammy. You have to trust them, otherwise it won’t work.”
Did she trust Alexei and Stefano? Yes. There was something about them, something safe and reassuring, yet dangerous and sensual. The idea they might tie her up and spank her held an appeal she didn’t feel comfortable talking about just then. Besides, they had promised nothing would happen that she didn’t want to happen.
Samantha sighed. “I have no idea what’s even involved in sleeping with two men. When I asked them if they expected me to have sex with them consecutively, Stefano said they do concurrently, too. I have no idea what that means.”
Sophia’s smile grew. “Oh, Sammy. How is it you have known us for years, yet you’re so naïve and innocent?”
“I have no idea what it means, either.”
Sam looked over at Sabrina. Her blush had finally disappeared. She fingered the beads of her pearl necklace and bit her lip, no doubt trying to imagine the logistics.
A stream of air issued from Ellen. “It means you can expect oral, vaginal, and anal sex. A combination of any two of the three at any given time.”
Sabrina’s knees snapped together, and she sat up straight, staring at Ellen as if she’d lost her mind.
Ellen met the incredulous stare with her usual stoicism. “Let me guess. You haven’t had anal sex yet.”
Sabrina sputtered, but formed no decipherable words.
“I highly recommend it.”
Samantha’s head swiveled to shoot a look at Amanda. She knew Amanda and her husband, Rich, dabbled with bondage, but she never knew they took things that far.
“I second that.”
Now Sam stared at Sophia. Anal sex didn’t seem to be an activity in which a dominatrix would engage. Apparently, there was a lot Sam didn’t know.
“I’m with them.”
Nobody gaped at Ellen. Nothing Ellen said would ever surprise Samantha. She knew her too well.
Ellen, of course, wasn’t done with Sabrina. As a submissive, she represented a tempting target. And Ellen was the type of friend who stuck her nose wherever she wanted. She openly took credit for getting Sabrina and Jonas back together. She also gloated about getting Sophia and Drew together. Perhaps she was looking for a hat trick with Samantha and the Morozov brothers.
If it happened, it was only going to be for one night.
“I’m sure if you asked Jonas…” Ellen’s smile completed the statement.
Sabrina met it with a face twisted in disgust. “Ever since I got pregnant, he hasn’t done anything overly fun.”
The room fell silent.
Sabrina scrambled. Her blush returned in full force. “I didn’t mean it wasn’t fun, only that he’s very careful and I...Oh, never mind.” She buried her face in her hands.
“Congratulations.” Sophia broke the silence. Rising, she crossed the small space and hugged Sabrina, whispering something in her ear that Sam couldn’t hear.
After that, the topic of threesomes and sex was lost. They took turns hugging Sabrina and congratulating her on her pregnancy.
Chapter 3
Alexei paced the length of the room. Because they hadn’t decided to attend the wedding until the last moment, the best rooms were already booked. The suite to which they’d been assigned earned that name by virtue of having a kitchenette.
It was a large room with two beds. The massive king would have been the subject of contention if there wasn’t a woman to share. The loser of that argument would have been relegated to the smaller queen next to it.
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