Page 189 of Just Wait

Mal points across the table at her, nodding. “Totally reasonable.”

“Shh, let her focus.” Riser bumps his shoulder against Mal’s.

I offer Lumen a bite of Alfredo with a small piece of ribeye.

She takes it and scoops up her drink.

I want to give her plenty of time to think through what she wants to say.

There are three of us, and we’re alphas. I’ve got close to a foot in height on her, while Mal has more than a foot. I’ve also got forty or fifty pounds on her.

If we’re not careful, she could get hurt without any of us meaning to harm her.

Her scent has threatened to send me into rut on more than one occasion, and it scares the hell out of me thinking about what could happen if all three of us were lost to the fog.

I should have made this activity just for the two of us, but that’s shitty. Mal and Riser are equally excited about chasing her sexy little ass down.

“Okay, what else?” She hums. “No closed-fist punches. Hair pulling, choking, and open-handed slaps are hot, so those are on the table. I’m open to having sex with all three of you at once, but I don’t know for sure how we’ll make that work. Someone should probably bring lube.” She brings her hands to her face, leaning against my shoulder. “This is so awkward.”

“Safe sex is hot,” Mal says.

At the same time, Riser chimes in with, “We’re all adults. It’s better to have guidelines for us to follow, especially since we outnumber you three to one.”

“Exactly,” I agree, running my fingers down her arm. “How do you feel about a red-light system for a safe word?”

She finally pulls her hands from her face and nods. “Green is good. Yellow means slow down or proceed with caution. If I say the word red, everything stops immediately. Is that right?”

“Exactly,” I say. “Would you like a few more bites of food?”

She brings her hand to her stomach and shakes her head. “Nah, I don’t want to get to the point where I’m stuffed.”

“Do you have any questions for us?” I ask.

She hums. “No, I don’t think so. I’ll let you know before tonight if anything pops up. Do you have any questions for me?”

Mal opens his mouth, and I fight the urge to kick him under the table. There’s never any way to predict what will come out of his mouth.

“Can we toss you around?” he asks. “Like, if we catch you in the maze, can I toss you over my shoulder and carry you to the gazebo?”

Lumen laughs. “Yeah, sure, if you want to throw your back out.”

I growl. “Any more of that, and I’ll bend you over the couch to spank your ass red before we leave the cabin.”

Well, shit.

And I had the audacity to be worried about what Mal would say?

Luckily, Lumen smacks my thigh, laughing.

I might need to take up Mal’s style of creating a game plan.

New plan: Don’t Dom too hard until you’re sure it won’t scare her off.

The air is crisp and cool while the moon hangs low in the sky. It’s quite full, offering a nice amount of ambient light when combined with the stars. It’s nothing like the light pollution within a city, but it’s beautiful.

Once we’re done touring every year, I’d love to settle down somewhere in the mountains. Florida is okay for those outdoorsy people who love the beach and the humidity.

I enjoyed it just fine when I was a teenager, but I long ago got over the lack of seasons.