Zurlo, Michele - Two Masters for Samantha [Awakenings 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (5 page)

She hadn’t yet made up her mind.

She could always return the key to the front desk and have them deliver it to the room. Nobody needed to know about anything that happened tonight. Maybe later, she could relate the story to Amanda or Ellen and they could all enjoy a laugh.

An hour later, she sat in the ornate powder room—nobody would mistake it for a simple bathroom—and sipped champagne.

Both Stefano and Alexei had avoided her since issuing their invitation. How was she supposed to take that? Each time she caught one of them out of the corner of her eye, which happened frequently since she couldn’t stop herself from looking for them, there was no evidence they were even aware of her existence. They smiled and chatted with dozens of people.

Fleeing to the room where only women were allowed, Samantha parked herself on a comfortable couch and stared through the pale liquid in the long, fluted glass. The mirror across the room bent, shortening and elongating as she moved the glass to alter the perspective.

The door opened and closed. Weight pressed the cushion next to her. Samantha forced her attention to the person who sat too close to be a stranger.

The tangerine and rose dress was cut differently from Samantha’s. She appreciated that, although Sabrina had insisted they wear the colors of the wedding, she also insisted their dresses be designed to take into account their differing body types.

Sophia’s dress was long and elegant in the skirt. The bodice consisted of a complex series of straps that both created visual interest and still managed to cover enough to continue the elegance that marked the entire affair.

Sophia raised a dark brow at Sam. “Penny for your thoughts.”

The door opened and closed again. Sabrina and Ellen parked themselves on the chairs opposite the sofa.

Ellen’s dress also featured a long skirt, but the neckline was cut dangerously low. If Ellen bent forward, her breasts were liable to fall out of the dress completely. Sabrina had tried to argue with Ellen’s insistence that the dress needed to feature her cleavage, but arguing with Ellen was extraordinarily difficult. Even Jonas’s intervention hadn’t been productive.

“I’m fine,” Samantha said. It was the truth. Indecision wasn’t a sign of mental distress.

Her eyes searched all three faces. Sophia and Ellen both managed relaxed, friendly expressions that were also stern. Sabrina’s eyes were soft with concern. She seemed to have a good poker face only when playing poker.

“Liar.” Ellen smiled as she said it. Her brown eyes sparkled, an effect of her extraordinarily beautiful smile.

Amanda burst through the door. Thank goodness for small favors. If she was going to be subjected to Ellen’s prying, at least Sam would have her sister on her side.

“Sorry I’m late,” Amanda said. She pressed her hand to her chest and let loose a long stream of air. “The kids are staying the night with the babysitter. Rich wants to sneak off and get frisky.”

Amanda’s dress clung to her figure, showing off her assets attractively and elegantly. Samantha had always been a little jealous that Amanda had been blessed with those dangerous curves, while Samantha had to settle for a tomboy build. At least she escaped those dirty-blonde spiral curls that both Amanda and Jonas sported.

With a wave of her hand, Amanda motioned Sophia and Samantha to move over so she could take a position next to Sam.

Samantha slid over, rearranging her skirt so that it wasn’t twisted and bunched. Her brows drew together as she watched her sister settle onto the hard cushion. “I swear there is nothing wrong.”

“You’ve been frowning for an hour,” Amanda said. She squeezed Samantha’s hand. “That’s not like you, Sammy. You’re the one who’s always happy and bubbly.”

“It was Lex.”

Sam’s gaze shot up in surprise, locking onto Sabrina. Her comment had been quiet and sure. She met Sam’s shocked look with unapologetic sympathy.

“I noticed he had you in his crosshairs. Alexei Morozov always gets what he wants. He was like that when we were kids, too.” Sabrina shuddered, most likely at some remembrance. Whatever the cause, Sabrina didn’t share.

“There are two of them,” Ellen said. Her fingertip circled in the air, but it pointed to Samantha anyway. “I noticed you disappeared for a bit, and so did they.”

So her break had been noticed. Leave it to Ellen. Sometimes she was too observant.

Sam felt heat rising from her chest to her cheeks. She was close to each of these women in different ways. Amanda and Ellen were, literally and figuratively, her older sisters. Both looked out for Sam.

Sophia had come a long way from being that little lost soul Jonas began bringing around about five years before. At first, Samantha and the rest of the family thought Sophia was a rebound love interest. Jonas set them straight fairly quickly, and they welcomed Sophia into their hearts. It took Sophia a little longer to accept that welcome, but now she was a close friend.

Samantha had liked Sabrina immediately. Like Sophia, Sabrina took a little time to warm up to the Spencer clan. Sam mostly blamed Jonas for that. When he first married Sabrina, he seemed to go out of his way to keep her from being alone with any of them. All that changed as he fell in love with his wife and Sabrina stopped letting Jonas walk all over her. Now she was one of them.

Samantha sighed and spilled. Given what she was up against, it was going to come out eventually. “They invited me to spend the night with them.”

Amanda laughed. “You make it sound like a sleepover.”

Ellen let loose a short bark of laughter. “I don’t think they have sleep in mind.”

Sophia smiled. “They’re hot. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have identical twins.”

“The same view no matter where you look.” Sabrina blushed a becoming shade of pink.

Right now, Sam had no doubt that Sabrina was picturing both Alexei and Stefano naked. That was the picture show playing in Samantha’s head.

“They don’t look that much alike.” Samantha’s objection was to the idea that Stef and Lex were the same. Yes, they were identical. However, something set them apart enough so that Sam had no trouble telling them apart.

“You’ve never had a threesome before,” Sophia said. “If that’s what’s holding you up, Sam, I have to tell you that having two men in your bed is not an experience you should pass up.”

Samantha bit her lip. After her experience with the pair of them, she was excited about the idea of having both men. That wasn’t the problem. She pinned Sophia with a hard look. “They’re both Doms.”

“Oh.” Sabrina clapped her hand over her mouth. It did nothing to hide the way her pink blush turned bright red. “That explains so much.”

Ellen patted Sabrina’s knee. “Did you have the hots for them in high school?”

Sabrina shook her head. “Stephen and Drew were friends with them, and my mom was friends with their parents. I never liked being alone with either of them.”

Sophia frowned. “Were you afraid they would hurt you?”

Sabrina’s frown matched Sophia’s. She shook her head as she thought. “No. They both had this way of looking at a person. It was like they knew all of my secrets and I hadn’t said a word. Ellen does the same thing.”

Ellen nodded. “It’s a Dom thing.”

This conversation was fast derailing. Samantha toyed with the idea of letting it go. However, she needed to reassure her friends that Alexei and Stefano were not forcing her to do anything. “They don’t scare me and they didn’t hurt me. They just kissed me a bit and invited me to their room. Honestly, I’m not sure the invitation still stands. Neither of them has even looked at me since then.”

Sophia squeezed Sam’s other hand. Amanda still had not released the one she held. “This 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.

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.