the
haze wrapped around Alexandra’s mind.
“She was in tears.”
“Why?”
“I suppose she didn’t want to expose your affair, again. I
told you not to set her back too far. She thinks I’m a lecher and she’s
tormenting herself for being unfaithful.”
She wanted to shush them, but she didn’t possess the
strength to open her eyes.
“You selfish bloody fuck! You weren’t supposed to touch her
until the finale.” Sebastian was angry. The pitch of his voice made her teeth
hurt.
A cool cloth pressed against her forehead, soothing her.
Silk sheets caressed her skin beneath covers that smelled of musk and citrus.
Vincent’s scent, she realized, but when she finally managed to open her eyes,
she found herself lying in Sebastian’s bed. It was much larger than she’d
remembered it. Of course, she hadn’t been in his chamber for over a year.
Or had she?
“Welcome back, Alex.” Daphne smiled down at her and pushed
Alexandra’s hair away from her eyes. “The excitement sent you into a swoon.”
“Why are they shouting?”
“Because they are foolish men. Sebastian hates when you are
upset. And Vincent is making excuses why he couldn’t keep his cock in his
trousers.”
“Christ, man! Did you see her dance?” Through a freestanding
mirror, she watched Vincent pace the carpet. “I couldn’t help myself.”
A small smile lifted Alexandra’s lips. Something about this
scene felt oddly familiar.
“If you hadn’t been off gallivanting in Lexington, you would
have been hard pressed to resist her.”
“Gallivanting?! I was taking care of our children.”
Alexandra ignored their continued rant and prompted Daphne.
“Tell me about the children.”
“Edward is gentle and looks like Sebastian. Elizabeth has
your light hair and loves to dance. Like you.” Daphne set a curl behind
Alexandra’s ear. “Vivian is dark, like me, and has Vincent’s eyes. Marie and
Lydia are nearly three and inseparable. Probably because they were born a month
apart. And Alex is still in the nursery.”
“Is he yours or mine?”
“I gave birth to Alex, Vivian, and Marie, but they are all ours .”
Alexandra still struggled to understand the arrangement
completely, but began to think the fantasies she’d had recently were not
fantasies at all. They were past experiences Vincent blocked so she could
relive them anew. “Are we lovers?”
Daphne leaned down and kissed Alexandra quite thoroughly. As
if that wasn’t answer enough, she slipped her silken hand beneath the covers
and massaged Alexandra’s breast. “You tire of conventional ways very quickly.
When Vincent gives you back your memories, you will remember bringing me to
your bed for his birthday five years past. You had planned to keep me for only
a few days, but I never left.”
The men had quieted and were watching them intently, but
were hesitant to approach the bed. Their attention warmed her inside and out,
and the concern weighing heavily on their handsome faces made her feel loved.
As the chimes rang out twelve times, she crawled out of bed
and set herself before Sebastian. He opened his mouth, but she swallowed his
words with a kiss. She then gave Vincent equal attention, watching Sebastian’s
expression through the mirror.
His smile sent a hot thrill over her bare skin and provided
her the self-assurance she needed to explore the spark of wickedness egging her
on. Feeling deliciously amorous, she circled Vincent and stepped before the
mirror, then licked her top lip and traced the curves of her body with
seductive fingertips. “I look fit for thirty. Do I not?”
Vincent arched a black brow. “You look like a woman in need
of spanking.” He turned to Sebastian. “Would you agree?”
Sebastian kicked off his boots. “I’ll hold her down.”
They stripped out of their garments as they chased her
around the chamber, but she didn’t stand a chance of escape for she wanted to
be caught. Laughing playfully, each of them managed to sneak in
haze wrapped around Alexandra’s mind.
“She was in tears.”
“Why?”
“I suppose she didn’t want to expose your affair, again. I
told you not to set her back too far. She thinks I’m a lecher and she’s
tormenting herself for being unfaithful.”
She wanted to shush them, but she didn’t possess the
strength to open her eyes.
“You selfish bloody fuck! You weren’t supposed to touch her
until the finale.” Sebastian was angry. The pitch of his voice made her teeth
hurt.
A cool cloth pressed against her forehead, soothing her.
Silk sheets caressed her skin beneath covers that smelled of musk and citrus.
Vincent’s scent, she realized, but when she finally managed to open her eyes,
she found herself lying in Sebastian’s bed. It was much larger than she’d
remembered it. Of course, she hadn’t been in his chamber for over a year.
Or had she?
“Welcome back, Alex.” Daphne smiled down at her and pushed
Alexandra’s hair away from her eyes. “The excitement sent you into a swoon.”
“Why are they shouting?”
“Because they are foolish men. Sebastian hates when you are
upset. And Vincent is making excuses why he couldn’t keep his cock in his
trousers.”
“Christ, man! Did you see her dance?” Through a freestanding
mirror, she watched Vincent pace the carpet. “I couldn’t help myself.”
A small smile lifted Alexandra’s lips. Something about this
scene felt oddly familiar.
“If you hadn’t been off gallivanting in Lexington, you would
have been hard pressed to resist her.”
“Gallivanting?! I was taking care of our children.”
Alexandra ignored their continued rant and prompted Daphne.
“Tell me about the children.”
“Edward is gentle and looks like Sebastian. Elizabeth has
your light hair and loves to dance. Like you.” Daphne set a curl behind
Alexandra’s ear. “Vivian is dark, like me, and has Vincent’s eyes. Marie and
Lydia are nearly three and inseparable. Probably because they were born a month
apart. And Alex is still in the nursery.”
“Is he yours or mine?”
“I gave birth to Alex, Vivian, and Marie, but they are all ours .”
Alexandra still struggled to understand the arrangement
completely, but began to think the fantasies she’d had recently were not
fantasies at all. They were past experiences Vincent blocked so she could
relive them anew. “Are we lovers?”
Daphne leaned down and kissed Alexandra quite thoroughly. As
if that wasn’t answer enough, she slipped her silken hand beneath the covers
and massaged Alexandra’s breast. “You tire of conventional ways very quickly.
When Vincent gives you back your memories, you will remember bringing me to
your bed for his birthday five years past. You had planned to keep me for only
a few days, but I never left.”
The men had quieted and were watching them intently, but
were hesitant to approach the bed. Their attention warmed her inside and out,
and the concern weighing heavily on their handsome faces made her feel loved.
As the chimes rang out twelve times, she crawled out of bed
and set herself before Sebastian. He opened his mouth, but she swallowed his
words with a kiss. She then gave Vincent equal attention, watching Sebastian’s
expression through the mirror.
His smile sent a hot thrill over her bare skin and provided
her the self-assurance she needed to explore the spark of wickedness egging her
on. Feeling deliciously amorous, she circled Vincent and stepped before the
mirror, then licked her top lip and traced the curves of her body with
seductive fingertips. “I look fit for thirty. Do I not?”
Vincent arched a black brow. “You look like a woman in need
of spanking.” He turned to Sebastian. “Would you agree?”
Sebastian kicked off his boots. “I’ll hold her down.”
They stripped out of their garments as they chased her
around the chamber, but she didn’t stand a chance of escape for she wanted to
be caught. Laughing playfully, each of them managed to sneak in
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