Free Zurlo, Michele - Two Masters for Samantha [Awakenings 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Michele Zurlo Page B

morning, but he wasn’t much of a talker. Luckily, words were frequently unnecessary when it was just the two of them.
    Alexei scrubbed a hand down his face, pinching between his eyes like he was fighting a headache. “Maybe she didn’t like something about last night.”
    Stefano set his mug down on the low table in front of the couch and sat down. It wasn’t like Lex to worry about a woman’s reaction the next morning. “I think the fact she passed out from orgasming speaks for itself.”
    He sounded a lot cooler and nonchalant than he felt inside. Now that the shower and the caffeine had time to work their magic, his mind was functioning again. That first reaction, dismay at waking up without Sammy’s soft curves pressing against his body, returned in full force. Sammy had been a beautiful and responsive submissive, whether she claimed the label or not.
    “She passed out because she was tired. It’s not like she came to us fresh and well-rested. Remember when Anastasia and Lila were bridesmaids two years ago? They were up at the crack of dawn running errands for whoever the hell got married.” Alexei punctuated his flat and cynical delivery of his disagreement with swallows of coffee.
    “Deanna,” Stefano supplied. He sipped at the hot liquid in his mug. “Hot little bitch who kept offering to give us blowjobs whenever she’d stay the night with Ana. She ended up marrying some poor son of a bitch connected to the Fords.”
    Lex grunted. “I want her again.”
    They both knew he wasn’t referring to Deanna. Having resisted that temptation at the tender age of sixteen, neither felt the need to revisit the idea. Deanna had been fifteen at the time, a whole year older than their little sister, Anastasia, and damn hard to resist. However, they knew if Ana ever found out they had messed around with one of her friends, her fury would not be worth the experience.
    Stefano stared into his empty cup, wishing his insides didn’t feel just as hollow. “So do I.”
    Without a word, Lex pushed buttons on his phone. A few seconds elapsed before a soft voice answered on the other end.
    “Sabrina?” Alexei frowned. “Are you all right?”
    Stefano listened. From the bits he heard, he surmised that Sabrina was pregnant and suffering some ill effects. Alexei conveyed congratulations from both of them and asked about Samantha.
    Alexei sat up, scooting to the edge of the couch cushion and slamming his cup on the flimsy pressed-wood table. “Hello? Are you still there?”
    For as long as he could remember, people assumed he and Lex had some kind of special twin connection. Maybe they did, but it wasn’t of the supernatural variety. It came from spending so much time together, from having similar likes and dislikes. Right now, Stefano knew something was wrong, but not from any special vibe.
    Alexei’s expression darkened as he struggled to keep his temper in check.
    “Why not?”
    Very few people could withstand the steel in Lex’s voice when he got like this. Stefano watched his brother’s fists tighten.
    “When?” Alexei listened, the knuckles on his fist tightening, and then he growled. When he spoke again, he had mastered his emotions. “I understand. Thank you. Have a great trip.”
    Lex’s tight tone had sent more than one woman to her knees. None of their tactics had ever worked on Sabrina Breszewski, not that they had ever seriously tried. She was the daughter of their mother’s good friend, she was a year older, and she had been intimidating as hell. The woman was made from stern stuff. Her Dom definitely had his hands full.
    Throwing the phone to Stef, he said, “Your turn.”
    “Sabrina won’t give you Sammy’s number? Why?”
    He sighed. “You know how she is. She said she’d give Sam our numbers the next time she sees her. In two weeks. It seems Samantha is traveling for work. She caught a flight this morning.”
    Stefano exhaled hard. “I’ll call Drew.”
    Five minutes later, Stefano stared