Shayla Black - Their Virgin Secretary

Annabelle Wright sipped champagne and glanced at her best friend as she prepared for the big day, a deep sense of dj vu settling over her. Havent we done this before?

At the last wedding Kinley Kohl had planned, shed been kidnapped and whisked away to Alaska by three super-hot men. Luckily, theyd saved Kinley from her asshole of a fianc who, it turned out, made his money by fencing blood diamonds and running other profitable scams while giving the FBI the finger. He also hadnt minded a little murder just for fun. The trio of guys who had taken Kinley before her nuptials had eventually made her their own, so being abducted had worked out well for her.

Kinley grinned as she fluffed out the veil shed selected. Oh, weve been here before. Hopefully, this wedding wont have the same drama as the last. Just in case, I tried to convince Dominic we needed extra security but he gave me that stare. You know, the Dom Dom stare.

Belle couldnt help but laugh. Dominic Anthony was part owner of Anthony Anders, one of the top security firms in the country. He was also a Dom in the D/s community. And yes, shed seen that particular glare, the one meant to convey that Kinley better do what the Dom wantedand quickly. Belle frequently glimpsed a very similar expression from Kellan Kent. When he turned his blue eyes on her, she ached to fall to her knees and fulfill his every demand. Unfortunately, that stare of Kellans usually wasnt directed at her. I think were safe this time.

Probably so, Kinley agreed with a peaceful sigh. Everyone who hates me is enjoying a nice long stay in prison. I heard Becks got shanked. She still managed to live though. Oh, well, maybe next time.

Nearly being killed by her former fianc and her sister had made Kinley a bit bloodthirsty. Belle couldnt blame her. Shed wanted their blood and misery, too, after shed learned just how close theyd come to ending her best friend. Months later, the thought still made her shiver. But before the happy ending, Belles first instinct had been to rush to Kinleys side and help in any way she could. Kellan had forbidden her.

Youre not going anywhere, Belle. If you try, Ill tie you up and spank your ass so hard youll never forget the feel of my hand on your skin. Eric, Tate, and I will handle this.

Even months later, his edict didnt make sense. Unlike Eric and Tate, Kell almost never took her to lunch or showed more than a passing interest in her.

When shed asked why she couldnt help save her best friend from three abductors, he had frowned and turned away, heading for his computer. Because I wont have you hurt, Belle. Ill protect you. Even from myself.

Shed only thought she heard the last part since it had been muttered under his breath, but that moment had been a turning point. While Kellan thought that threatening her with a spanking was the worst thing he could do, Belle had been forced to face the truth: she didnt want to spend her whole life not knowing what it felt like to have Kellans hands on her. Or Erics. Or Tates. But now it seemed like she would.

She forced the maudlin thoughts aside.

Dallas has been good to you. A bit of sorrow crept into her voice. Since Kinley had moved in with Dominic and the Anders brothers, Law and Riley, she hadnt had a ton of time for her bestie. And now Kinley was pregnant. Though she wasnt showing yet, Belle knew Kinley would soon be engrossed in all things baby. It didnt help that she lived in Chicago and her position as Girl Friday at Baxter, Cohen, and Kent consumed all her time. Lately, shed been thinking about changing that. She couldnt imagine not being around for Kinleys child.

Belle had simply thought shed have one of her own by now. Or at least be planning to start her own family. But she wasnt even close.

I miss you, Kinley said, pulling her in for a hug.

I miss you, too, Belle admitted, teary-eyed. She really couldnt remember a time Kinley hadnt been her best friend. Even when they had attended different colleges and began their careers a few hundred miles apart, theyd always had each other. Now everything between them wasdifferent. Im getting tired of missing you. Maybe I should move closer.

Kinley pulled back with a shake of her blond hair, her brows forming a concerned V. Away from Chicago? Away from your men?

Belle took another long sip of her cocktail and forced herself to swallow the bitter truth. They arent mine, Kinley. They never will be.

Kellan Kent, Eric Cohen, and Tate Baxter were gorgeous lawyers, but she worked for them. They were her bosses, not her lovers. Just because she harbored fantasies of them didnt mean theyd ever feel the same. In fact, after a solid year of working together, not one of them had made a pass. Belle doubted now they ever would. Apparently, her place was behind a desk, not in their arms.

She would have been happy with any one of them. Then shed discovered they preferred to share women. That knowledge had given her libido one hell of a boost. Yes, shed been shocked at first, but after some consideration, it had made an odd kind of sense. The three of them had become an unusual sort of family, each relying on the others for balance. She couldnt imagine one of them without the other two.

Sadly, while they shared women, they just didnt seem inclined to share her. Or even to touch her. The ache that terrible truth caused had become too much to bear. Tonight was her last-ditch attempt. She didnt know how to look better than this. If they werent attracted to her tonight, then it was definitely over.

Kinley frowned. I dont know about that. I see the way they watch you.

Shed seen it, too. Or rather she thought shed seen it. When Kinley had been in danger and theyd feared she would get pulled into it, all three men had gone into ber-protective caveman mode. Shed felt their eyes on her. That had given her hope. But as soon as the trouble had blown over, theyd gone back to treating her like a coworker. Clearly, they didnt want to lose a really efficient office assistant.

Youre reading too much into it, Belle insisted. Theyre lazy. They dont want to have to hire someone else. You should see the intern they brought in. Hes some judges kid. He constantly says dude and he likes hisahem, herbal refreshments. I have no idea how that kid is going to get through law school.

Dont change the subject. And stop fooling yourself. Kinley crossed back over to the small veil, fluffing it out again. Why dont you talk to them and tell them what you need? Doms cant read your mind.

Im not in the lifestyle.

Kinley submitted to her three Doms in the bedroom. Since starting down the path, shed become very vocal about the communication aspect of D/s.

Besides, that isnt normal in vanilla dating. I should be able to pout like every other woman, then eat ice cream and play angry-girl music when I dont get my way.

Brat. Kinley winked at her. But I see through your sarcasm. Youre completely interested in their dominance. And I know you like them.

Like? She was pretty sure she was in love with them.

Kellan was the alpha male, all power and protection. He had everything under control and he always made her feel safe. Eric was the charmer, fit and funny and just really enjoyable to be around. She went to lunch or dinner with him often, and they talked about movies, sports, current events, and life. He was a sexy mix of athleticism and charisma. And then there was Tate. He believed he was the social outcast of the bunch, but Belle saw him as the brilliant nerd whod turned into a smoking hottie. Half the time, she giggled at the outrageous things that came out of his mouth because he had no filter whatsoever. That also meant he tended to be the most honest. When he told her she looked beautiful, she believed him. The other half of the time she spent with him, he often floored her with his astonishing intelligence. His mind fascinated her as much as his body.