Page 45 of Room Thirty: Perfect Little Doll

As long as we made the night all about her, that’s all that mattered.

Who the fuck am I kidding?The rest of our lives would be all about her. Each and every day.

And I couldn’t fucking wait.

Ronan

Carey openedthe door and walked right in, but I stood by it and took Serena’s hand so she would wait with me. Fox let her hand go after kissing the top of it and went right in.

“Ronan?” I could see the questions in her eyes. My gaze dropped to the erratic pulse point at her neck.

“Breathe for me, baby girl,” I gently ordered, placing a hand at her hip. I watched her take a deep long breath and exhaled slowly with her. “Again,” I repeated. We breathed together. In and out, until her heart rate slowed a little. “Good girl,” I praised. “What color are you right now?”

“Green.”

“Good.” My hands moved up to undo the belt of her trench coat. “We’re going to walk in there, and you’re going to step in wearing that pretty dress your daddies chose for you.”

“Okay.” She licked her lips. Slowly, I pulled the material over her shoulders.

“Any moment you need a break, or a moment, what are you going to say?” I asked her.

“Yellow,” she whispered. I smiled softly at her.

“Good girl. And if you need us to stop completely?”

“Red,” she answered, and I could see the confidence in her growing.

“That’s right, baby.Greenwhen you’re good to keep going,yellowfor a moment or a breather, andredfor an immediate stop,” I repeated the safe words, even though she’d just told me them. “Are you wearing everything we set out for you?” I asked, and she nodded.

“Everything.” The apples of her cheeks blossomed under my stare, and I grinned. My free hand stroked the side of her face with the back of my fingers.

“That’s my doll.” I winked. “Anything you need before we step inside?” She opened and shut her mouth like she had been about to ask something but changed her mind. “Baby, you gotta talk to us. Communication is key between the four of us.”

“Tonight, when we walk in there… Carey talked about one-on-one sex wise and then two of you…”

“Yes,” I drawled while I fought my body from reacting the way it did at the innocent way she was staring up at me. I wanted to do everything in my power to keep her that way and sully her up all at the same time. By the end of the night, she would be wearing us. Marked by us.

“I’ve, umm…” Her eyes dropped to the ground, and I tipped her head up.

“Talk to me, Serena,” I urged as gently as I could.

“I think I would want to try.my hand at…” Her hand slipped to the curve of her ass and squeezed.

“You telling me you want us to play with that ass tonight?”

“Yes.” Her eyes searched mine. “I want…” My lungs seized with happiness. “I know it would be my first time, well, umm, with ass play, but I want all of you.”

“The three of us?” I rasped, and she nodded. “Fuck me,” I whispered and shut my eyes. I rested my head on her shoulder.

“Did I mess things up? Did I say something wrong?”

“No, baby girl,” I mumbled against her skin. The dress we’d picked out for her tonight was white silk with tiny straps that rested at the edge of the slope of her shoulders, showing off her bare neck, exposing her collarbone, and plenty of cleavage.

“You look fucking incredible in this dress, Serena. I should have fucking said that from the beginning.”

“It’s so pretty and soft.” The tips of her fingers played with the hem.

“Just like you.” My hands grazed her arms.