Page 13 of Accidental Theirs (Alpha Billionaire Daddies #6)

Chapter Eleven

DAMIEN

When I wake up, I’m instantly disoriented. I’m not in my room, or my blackout curtains aren’t working, because sunlight streams onto my face.

I wrinkle my nose, slowly realizing I’m not alone in bed. Limbs are draped all over me, and the events of last night slowly dawn on me.

Shit.

What have I done?

My crush on Olivia Carter has been something I’ve fought with for years, and I throw away all that work in a moment just to have, what...an orgy?

I slowly try to move away from the tangle of limbs, but Olivia moans in her sleep, scooting closer to me.

I glance over to the other side of the bed, but Dominic is nowhere to be found.

He must have left late last night.

I lift my head and snoring comes from the living room, so Sebastian is out.

I relax when I realize it’s just me and Olivia.

It’s just me and her, and this is what I’m used to. Well, not with Olivia, but still.

She feels so small in my arms, and I bring her closer, smelling her hair.

She smells like roses and sweet sweat, a combination that’s alarmingly pleasant to my senses.

I can’t stop thinking about what it was like having her bouncing on top of me, her considerable breasts in my face, her ample ass in my hands.

I let loose, let my hair down in a way I haven’t in years and years.

I hope Olivia doesn’t look into that and realize I’ve had a thing for her for most of the time I’ve known her.

I press my lips against the top of her head, and she stirs, her hand brushing up against my crotch.

My face floods with heat as I’m instantly hard.

Last night was a one-time thing.

I move away from her touch, but she just whines and gets closer , her breasts pressed against my side, one leg looped over my hip.

“Olivia,” I whisper, but she just shifts again, and I groan.

“What?” she mumbles, almost incoherent.

“It’s time to wake up.”

She groans. “Why? It’s Saturday.”

I chuckle. “Sebastian?—”

She lifts her head and glances into the living room. She looks back at me with a pout, her bangs falling over her pale green eyes, her lip poked out.

I can’t stop looking at her mouth, can’t help thinking she’s naked under the comforter, that I could reach down and cup her breasts, thumb across her nipples.

She yawns widely and puts her head on my chest.

“He’s asleep. Go back to sleep. Sleep time now.”

I smile and rub her back, trying to shift again to avoid her finding out about the embarrassingly hard erection that my slacks aren’t hiding.

She wiggles, and her hand slides across my lower stomach as she puts her arm around me.

I draw in a sharp breath.

“Damien.”

“Olivia?”

“You’re hard.”

I want to crawl under the bed and die.

I sigh. “Yeah, and?”

She lifts her head, her eyes sparkling. “I could help with that.”

Her voice is low and raspy with sleep, and it sends a jolt through me.

“You said last night was a one-time thing. You said?—”

“I know what I said.” She slips her hand below the waistband of my slacks and underwear, palming my erection.

I gasp, all the oxygen seeming to be sucked out of the room suddenly.

“Olivia,” I warn, but I’m already thrusting into her hand.

She smiles wickedly, pumping me with one hand. “You’re so big.”

My skin feels hot all over. “Fuck.”

She drags her thumb across the head of my cock.

I’m going to explode in an embarrassingly short period of time.

She hums, pumping me harder, and I’m gasping out her name and spilling all over her hand and my stomach in moments.

“There,” she says proudly, getting up and heading to the bathroom to get a cloth, coming back to clean me up as I flush and look away.

“Tease. Next time I’m going to have full control.”

She frowns. “There won’t be a next time. ”

My heart drops, but I don’t protest.

She’s right, after all, even though last night was unbelievable.

I had always thought I’d be jealous in a group sex situation, but seeing the way they turned Olivia on...

It will be in my fantasies for the rest of my life.

I clear my throat, untangling myself from her to get up and readjust my rumpled clothes.

I have to get home and shower.

Sebastian’s up before I get to the door, and he yawns, stretching as Olivia pads into the room.

“How you feeling, little girl?”

“Sore but good.” She walks over to perch on his lap.

He chuckles, pulling her backward and kissing her bare shoulder.

My heart clenches.

They seem to have such a good relationship, so familiar with each other.

I’ve known her for almost as long, but we just don’t have that kind of camaraderie.

And I guess we never will.

There is nothing left for me here, so I walk to the door. “Remember I’m out of town for the next two weeks.”

Olivia waves at me dismissively, and I sigh, walking out of Sebastian’s insane bachelor pad and heading back down the street to my car, still parked at the club.

I pull my phone out of my pocket, scrolling through my notifications. I have a text message from Dominic.

We need to talk.

I frown.

We have worked together briefly, seen each other in board meetings at Titan, but I’ve always worked much more closely with Sebastian.

I wonder if the old man is seducing her back into his bed at this very moment, and now is the time jealousy rushes through me, not when his dick was in her mouth or in her pussy as she swallowed my come.

What’s wrong with me?

My stomach rolls.

I haven’t eaten since lunch yesterday, and the alcohol I consumed isn’t enough calories.

I text Dominic back.

Meet me at the Sugar Shack.

It’s a diner on the end of the block with the most amazing strawberry milkshakes.

I have a brief memory of taking Olivia there, watching the chocolate milkshake mustache on her upper lip and wishing I could lick it off.

I shake my head.

Dominic is probably going to get on my ass about last night or warn me to stay away from her.

I know that Olivia and Dominic have history, but I’m not going to let him walk over me.

She wanted me, too. Wanted me first, and that means something to me.

Dominic had seemed a bit nervous about everything at first, just like me. Sebastian was the one that knew exactly what he was doing. Man-whore.

There is something about the way he ordered her around, though, the way she listened.

I wonder if I could do that. I wonder if she’d listen the same way to me.

The Sugar Shack is mostly empty, and I pick a booth in the back corner, sliding into the seat.

Dominic shows up barely five minutes later. He must live close to downtown.

His brown eyes are dark, and he wears a black hoodie and jeans, pulling the hood back from his face as he sits across from me.

I raise an eyebrow. “What’s with the spy gear? You planning a heist later?”

He snorts. “Not exactly.”

The waitress comes over. “Hi, what can I get you?”

“Coffee,” Dominic tells the waitress. “And a burger, medium rare. Fries are fine.”

She nods, having already gotten my very similar order.

When she leaves, I turn back to Dominic. “You asked me here to talk to me. So, talk.”

“Look, this isn’t about Olivia.”

My eyes widen. “It’s not?”

“Not explicitly.” He takes a long breath. “This isn’t about last night, is what I’m trying to say.”

My shoulders relax. “Okay. Then what is this about?”

“The merger.”

Shock floods through me.

Wait. What does he know about the merger?

Panic clogs my throat.

“What about the merger?” My voice sounds strained even to my own ears.

He huffs out a breath, looking at me with narrowed eyes. “Is it on the level?”

I frown. “What are you talking about?”

There’s nothing nefarious or secretive about this merger, at least that I know about. And I know everything about it.

Don’t I?

The waitress comes and puts our plates on the table.

He pops a fry into his mouth. “It just seems fishy to me. Titan has never been interested in mergers unless it was with companies that are already going under. I’ve been with Titan for long enough now that I know it doesn’t like to make any compromises. ”

He clearly doesn’t know about our fiduciary troubles, so that’s something. But I don’t want him sniffing around.

“It’s all on the level. What’s it to you, anyway? You work for Titan, not Carter Holdings. It’s not your business.”

“Olivia is my business.”

Jealousy jabs me in the gut.

Whatever history they have, it’s an important one. I can tell by the way that they look at each other. There’s not just love there, but anger, too. Pain.

I’m not great at showing my emotions, so I observe other people’s as much as I can.

It probably has something to do with monitoring my parents’ moods when they were using, but I can always tell how people are feeling.

And Dominic, well... he’s conflicted.

“Carter Holdings is in good hands with me, Dominic. You don’t have to worry.”

He nods slowly, picking up his burger and digging in.

I clear my throat. “You have a romantic history with Olivia, yes?”

He doesn't speak, just chewing and staring at me.

“Wasn’t that difficult for you? Last night?”

He groans, finishing his bite. “You have no idea.”

I tilt my head. “Then why do it? Why participate?”

“I’ll take her any way I can have her.” He looks completely unashamed as he stares at me, and I shake my head, marveling.

“Can’t say I relate.”

“Why did you do it, then?”

My heart starts to race.

I shrug, trying to keep cool. “Sex is sex. Olivia is a beautiful woman.”

“It’s not more than that?”

I look back at him coolly. “Wouldn’t you like to know. ”

He sets his jaw. “Stay away from her.”

“She’s my direct employee. I have to work with her.”

“You don’t have to seek her out otherwise. And if you don’t want her?—”

“Who says I don’t want her?” My voice comes out thunderous, and he blinks.

Then his eyes narrow. “I’m warning you?—”

“You won’t keep me from Olivia. You know why?”

He doesn’t respond, his jaw working as he grits his teeth.

“Because she’s her own woman. Makes her own decisions. You don’t own her. No one does.”

I stand up, throwing cash down on the table for the meal, and storm out of the restaurant.

What right does Dominic have, coming in here and interrogating me about the merger and then my feelings for Olivia?

He won’t keep me from her.

As much as I’m keeping my true feelings for Olivia under wraps, if she wants more, then I’ll be there.

With bells on.