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Their Virgin Princess (Masters of Ménage #4)(105)



"This isn't something to joke about," Dane growled.

Cooper sighed. "Buddy, you have to get out of this mood."

"She almost died."

"But she didn't. She's alive and needs to know that we still love her. She needs to know that her men will always be here for her."

Probably. But did she love them? If he could shove his darker desires down, maybe after a while she would.

"I'm not going anywhere, Coop." He would be right there standing beside them when they married Alea, and then he would prove he could handle being vanilla. He would prove he could find a place in this family. And not entering the dungeon would only prove now that he was a pussy. Tal was a Dom. If Dane was going to live in this palace, he had to get used to being around all the things he couldn't have.

"I know, but you're not really here either. You're just existing, and it shouldn't be that way. We're getting married. We're having a baby. This is the time of our lives, and you're stuck in the past. It's time to get you unstuck." Cooper put a hand on the door.

"Man, you need a key to that." Tal didn't just leave the dungeon door open.

"Not today, I don't." Cooper turned the knob and pushed open the heavy door.

"Holy shit." Dane stood there for a moment because the dungeon wasn't empty. Not at all. Two occupants waited for them, one gloriously naked. 

Alea. His beautiful Alea was bare and standing next to Landon, as they looked over a tray of jewelry. Not jewelry. Toys. Clamps and beautiful chains. All lovely things to decorate a submissive with. He felt his cock go stiff and long, pressing against his slacks as though trying to punch its way out.

"What the hell is this?" Dane croaked hoarsely.

"Baby, you're on," Cooper said. He was obviously in on whatever this was. He shrugged out of his shoulder holster and put it within reach, and started to pull off his shirt. "Just like we practiced, Lea. Dane, lock that door. Piper knows we're in here, but I wouldn't want the staff to walk in."

Running on autopilot, Dane shut the door, his whole body on the edge. He locked it because they apparently had something to say, and Coop was right. They didn't want anyone walking in.

He stared at the dark wood of the door, unwilling to turn around and see her again. "Alea, what is this about?"

"It's about you, Dane." Her voice sounded slightly unsteady. "I love you. I want to play with you now and for the rest of our lives. I want to give you what you need. Cooper and Landon want to play, too."

"I don't need this, Lea." He forced himself to swallow down a long breath. "We're fine the way we are." He would never force her to do something she didn't want. "I won't treat you like your captors."

The last few days had been about far more than just the fact that Yasmin had tried to kill his woman. He'd read every article that had been written about the crash and all the crap those reporters had dug up. Tal had done a good job of keeping it quiet the first time, but the press had gone insane when Alea's plane crashed. Every sordid truth had been detailed. From her kidnapping to the nastiness of the brothel, to ways she'd been tortured and the fact that she'd been force-fed heroin.

He couldn't take her control again.

A soft hand cupped his shoulder. "You don't ever, ever compare yourself to them. I won't have it."

He turned and was surprised at the anger in her dark eyes. Tears shimmered there, too, but her mouth was a flat angry line. "Lea … "

"Not ever, Dane. They were evil, and you're so good. You've spent your life protecting people. You gave up your career to save lives. You are a hero, and I will not allow anyone to make you think less of yourself. I am so sorry I forced you into a terrible position in front of Talib. I really do want to marry you. I want you. Can you forgive me?"

Something deep inside him softened. She was standing here, naked in front of him, her fierce soul finally on display. Yet she was trying to protect his nasty ass. Though he outweighed her by a hundred pounds, she looked ready to take on anything that might be a threat. For him. Cooper had been right. This wasn't a woman who gave a shit about how much money he had or his social status. She'd been trying to spare him, but he didn't want to be spared. He only wanted her and he wanted her happy and safe and whole. After years of living the lifestyle, he finally understood. It wasn't just about putting her needs before his. It was about putting her first always. She was the center of their universe. Alea and their babies were everything to him. They were his future.

"I forgive you. Alea, baby, I love you. I don't need this. I know I've been a little aloof, but you just answered every question I had. We're okay. Let's get you dressed and go back to our room, and I'll make love to you properly."