Page 12 of Accidental Theirs (Alpha Billionaire Daddies #6)

“Oh. Oh, faster, just a little bit faster… ”

Damien grunts, stiffening his lower body as Dominic works me on top of him.

He bounces me faster, using all his strength to move me up and down, and I nearly scream when another orgasm hits right behind the last one.

I black out for a few seconds, or maybe longer, or at least I guess I do, because I don’t remember Damien spilling inside me.

He pants and whines when Dominic moves me off him, and I look over at Sebastian when he hums low in his chest.

“Do you need a break, little girl?”

“I’m nobody’s little girl.”

“You’re mine. For tonight, anyway, you’re our little doll, aren’t you? Letting us do whatever we want to that tight, little body.”

I moan softly as Damien kisses my throat again and Dominic wipes a cool cloth along my face.

“I don’t need a break. I promise. It feels so good. Want more.”

Sebastian looks me up and down, as if sizing me up, and I look up at him defiantly, sticking my chin up.

He chuckles, the sound rumbling through the room, and takes a bottle of water from the mini-bar, urging me to drink.

I dutifully take a few gulps, and he nods as if satisfied.

“On with the Olivia show, then. What do you want next?”

I look at him hungrily. “I want both of you.”

Dominic startles. “What? At the same time?”

I nod, licking my lips.

“One in my mouth and one, well...” I’m oddly embarrassed for a girl who was just riding the hell out of her boss with her ex’s help.

“Say it,” Sebastian orders, and my eyes snap to his.

“Wh-what?”

“Say it.” His voice is calm and low as he sits down in a chair near the bed, spreading his legs wide. He leans forward, putting his forearms on his thighs and looking at me intently. “If you don’t use your words, you don’t get what you want.”

I lick my lips again, feeling a strange combination of shy and really, really turned on.

“My pussy,” I say in a quiet voice. “I want one in my mouth, one in my pussy.”

Sebastian nods, smiling and showing his sharp canines. “That’s it, little girl.”

He comes over to the bed and sits with his back against the headboard, his broad shoulders making his shirt stretch across his pecs.

There’s a line of hair down the middle of his chest that disappears into his shirt, and I wonder if it’s salt-and-pepper, like the hair on his head.

“I’ll take your mouth.”

I scramble to adjust my position, moving closer, my mouth parted.

Dominic settles behind me. “Eager, aren’t you?”

I whirl my head around, afraid he might be upset, but all that burns in his eyes is lust, especially when the head of his dick rubs against my entrance.

I moan and rock my hips back, getting just the head inside, and Dominic hisses, putting his hands on my hips.

His thumbs socket right back into the space they’d been in before, and it stings so good.

Sebastian, on the other hand, adjusts his position with his legs spread as his back is against the headboard, watching me with half-lidded blue eyes.

“Show me what you’ve got, little girl.”

His voice is low, and it sends a shock of pleasure down my spine.

I’m on my hands and knees, and I arch my back and fuck myself on Dominic’s dick .

Dominic lets out a long groan, and when I turn, his eyes are on my ass, watching me move, and it’s a real boost to my confidence.

I lower on my elbows.

Thoughts try to pierce through the lust-haze. Thoughts like you’re blowing up your life for dick , or like Dominic will never love you after this, and even like you cannot blow your father's best friend.

I ignore them all.

I very rarely do things for myself, and this is something that I want. Something I need. It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity.

I’m not going to miss out on this because of my own stupid brain.

I settle between Sebastian’s thighs.

He’s about half-hard in his jeans, and they’re tight so they leave very little to the imagination.

I make eye contact with him and lick my lips.

Sebastian smiles at me, reaching down to unbutton his jeans. He works them down over his ass, freeing his cock.

It bounces up against his stomach, longer than Damien, thicker than Dominic.

I can’t help but reach my hand up his shirt, wanting to feel his skin.

It’s smooth and soft, his chest hair a bit wiry as I slide my palm across his nipple.

He hisses, his hips twitching, his dick bobbing, and I smile, doing it on the other side.

“Don’t tease me.” It’s less pleading and more warning.

Dominic has been letting me fuck myself, not taking charge, but when I lean down to take Sebastian into my mouth, he grabs hard onto my hips and starts to thrust into me .

The movement makes me take Sebastian deeper, and I gag.

Sebastian chokes out a moan, and my orgasm is starting to build already.

Sebastian tastes like salt and mild soap, and I take him deeper just as he thrusts up into my mouth, making me choke.

My eyes water, but I keep going, bobbing my head or sometimes just trying to stay focused as Dominic works me over.

“I want to come in your mouth so hard, but I also want to feel your tight pussy squeezing me hard. Would you like that, little girl?”

Fuck. Yes.

But I can’t speak, so I just hollow my cheeks, dragging my nails down his thighs, and he hitches in a breath just before pulling out of my mouth.

My orgasm hits me hard, and I cry out, clenching around Dominic and squeezing Sebastian’s thighs.

Just as I think I’m coming down from my orgasm, a hand creeps between my thighs and I realize that Damien’s thumb is circling my clit while Dominic continues to thrust into me.

Another orgasm hits harder than the others.

I gush around Dominic and make a distressed, “No,” in the back of my throat.

Dominic stills, his hips stuttering, and I vaguely register that he’s coming.

When he slips out of me, Damien trades places with Sebastian, sitting with me between his thighs. “Is this okay?”

I nod as I take him in.

He is hard again, and I can’t wait to taste him, so I take him in my mouth.

Sebastian goes on his knees behind me .

Damien’s eyes are on mine as Sebastian enters me inch by inch.

I moan around Damien, who hisses and grabs my hair.

Together, the three of us begin an elaborate dance of pleasure, and Dominic joins us, finger on my clit, his other hand alternating to pulling on my nipples.

The sensations have me on overload, and pleasure hits me in wave after wave.

As if timed perfectly, Sebastian, Damien, and I come together, and I swallow all Damien has to give me, as Sebastian fills my pussy up, as I clench hard around him.

I have no idea how long it passes, as I’m floating in a daze, but then I’m scooped up into someone’s arms and led to the bathroom.

I look up to realize that it’s Dominic, still breathing hard as he sits me down on the toilet.

His clothes are rumpled since none of them got all the way undressed, and my head spins.

I look into his eyes. “Are... are you okay?”

I try to keep my thoughts together as I feel floaty and nearly unaware of my surroundings.

Being out of control like this would usually scare me, but I trust these three men.

Or trusted, in Dominic’s case.

“Y-yeah. Are you? Are you okay, Liv?”

I give him what is probably the goofiest smile.

“I’m perfect .”

He laughs, running me a bath, and when I slide into the water, my body starts to feel all the activity it’s been put through, and I relax.

Dominic washes me fairly quickly and efficiently, only lingering a little, and Sebastian pops his head inside.

“We’ve all been drinking, so we should all crash here. ”

“That’s kind of you, Seb,” Dominic says, an edge of something in his voice I can’t quite name.

I frown. “You guys aren’t going to fight, are you?”

Sebastian shrugs. “Fight about what? You’re cute and all, little girl, but you know me. I’m not interested in doing this again.”

“It’s a one-time thing,” I promise, and he nods, walking back into the bedroom.

Dominic snorts out a laugh. “Do you think we can all fit on the bed?”

I chuckle. “Maybe.”

He stands me up and towels me off before carrying me back to the bed as if I can’t use my legs.

“I’ll take the couch,” Sebastian says, and I pout up at him but know we can’t all fit.

I sit up in bed, even though Dominic climbs in beside me.

Sebastian looks down at me with a small smile. “What is it?”

I huff. “You’re not very good at aftercare.”

He laughs and cups my chin, just like the first time I’d wanted him to kiss me, and my heart does a flip in my chest.

“You’ve got Dom and Damien for that.” But he brushes his thumb across my cheekbone and leans down to kiss my cheek.

I move my head and kiss him on the mouth soundly, and he chuckles as he pulls away, looking at me fondly.

I grin and plop back down into bed, leaning back against Dominic and making grabby hands at Damien, who looks disheveled in the sexiest way, his dark hair mussed, eyes half-lidded, clothes wrinkled.

Damien seems to come back to earth, his eyes focusing on mine as he grunts and moves closer, wrapping me up in his arms.

Dominic huffs behind me but just puts an arm loosely around my waist, tucking his face into the hair at the back of my neck.

It’s familiar and sweet, him being big spoon, a position we used to do all the time.

Sebastian walks out of the room but leaves the door open, getting settled on the couch.

I’m content when I fall asleep, unworried about all the issues that come with being with these men, because well, it’s never going to happen again.

Not ever.