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She knelt wordlessly and looked down at the floor, instantly in character. She hoped and prayed that the men liked to play outside of the bedroom, too. She wouldn’t mind if they all played their roles 24/7. The only place she couldn’t play was at work, of course. Other than that, she desperately longed for a man, or men, who would take charge the rest of her life.
Just like the couple she’d seen at the bar.
A total power exchange.
Suddenly, Alexis knew she didn’t want a conditional compliance arrangement that would last a week or a month and wouldn’t agree to provisional submission either, which was a sexual relationship without love or commitment.
She wanted the deluxe package.
“Rise.”
He helped her to her feet
“You may speak.” He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
He pressed his rock-hard cock into her backside and nuzzled her neck affectionately.
“Do you think you could ever fall in love with a couple of drug reps?” he asked, although he had already told her he was a pharmaceutical chemist, not a salesman.
“Do you think you could ever fall in love with a naughty pirate girl?” she retorted.
“Do you think you could ever fall in love with a devilishly handsome, extremely intelligent man?” Zane said, entering the kitchen with a grin wearing nothing but his boxer briefs.
“I think I’ve already fallen in love with both of you,” Alexis admitted, afraid that it sounded ridiculous, declaring her love for two men at the same time. It didn’t really matter if it did sound stupid, though; it was true.
“That’s not ridiculous at all,” Zane said, causing Alexis to cock her head in confusion. Perhaps there was something to this Dom-sub psychic connection thing after all.
“I can tell you’re nervous,” he continued, again as if knowing that she was wondering whether he was psychic. “But there’s no need. We love you, too.”
Zane stopped in front of her and they kissed long and slow, both expressing the joy they had found in each other’s arms. Rod continued massaging her backside until Zane paused their kiss, turned her around and the guys switched places.
Eventually Alexis pulled away and the mood turned serious again.
“There’s something I need to say to both of you,” she began hesitantly. “I want to give you absolute ownership of me, a total power exchange.”
Alexis knew what she was asking was more than a promise, more than a vow, even more than a covenant. It was an emotional and psychological relationship where the sub irrevocably gives over one-hundred-percent control of her person and life to her Masters forever. It was the greatest gift a woman could give a man or a bottom could give a Top: utter and total interdependence that would permeate every aspect of both their lives.
It was a heavy request to say the least.
It was also a priceless gift.
“We love you, Alexis Lee Thomas,” Rod said, and Zane continued, “and we would be honored to be your Doms.”
Rod completed the vow. “Now and forever.”
“I consent.” She sighed in relief.
Part Three — Serena
Valentina Sanderson swore as she stormed furiously through the front door of her apartment. She slammed the door behind her so hard, a framed picture flew right off the wall in the entryway. The glass shattered upon impact with the marble floor.
The svelte blonde woman on the couch jumped at the outburst. The tall redhead didn’t bat an eyelash.
“You’re home early, Val,” Serena Richardson noted calmly. She took a gulp of champagne from the glass she held and unfolded her mile-long legs that had been tucked beneath her.
Alexis, Marilyn Monroe’s doppelgänger, went to her feet to give her friend Valentina a consoling hug, but the scowl on the brunette’s face sent her back to her seat.
“Well, okay, then,” Alexis tittered nervously. She was a pediatric neurosurgeon and the mother hen of the group. She was always concerned with the feelings of others and was the one people turned to when they needed a shoulder to cry on.
