Page 37 of Accidental Theirs (Alpha Billionaire Daddies #6)

Chapter Thirty-Three

DOMINIC

I must be more tired and tipsy than I thought, because I doze off easily, waking up a few hours later discombobulated.

Sebastian’s penthouse is a lot different from my one-bedroom apartment, and it takes me a long while to figure out where I am.

But Olivia’s weight and warmth next to me tells me everything I need to know.

I’m with her. I’m home, no matter where that happens to be.

I can’t deny that it’s hot, watching her get fucked by Sebastian. Seeing her so turned on gets me, but at the same time, I’m so fucking jealous that he even gets to touch her.

My mother always said jealousy is about insecurity. I guess I’m insecure.

Olivia hasn’t chosen me. She hasn’t told me that she wants only me, and that’s what I want, regardless of what’s going on with this pregnancy.

Her leg loops over my hip, and I can’t help kneading the flesh of her thigh .

She moans in her sleep, rolling over onto her back, and her breasts bounce.

I bite my lip, standing at attention already. “Fuck, Liv. You’re so beautiful.”

My words come out in a low murmur, but it doesn’t matter because she’s asleep anyway.

“You’re so beautiful it makes my fucking heart break, you know that?”

She mumbles out something, and I reach over, tweaking her nipple between my fingers.

Her back arches, and she slowly opens her pale green eyes.

“Dominic.”

She smiles, and my heart could break wide open.

“Olivia.” I slide my hand low, between her breasts, down her stomach, spreading her legs with my hands and pushing two fingers inside her. “How are you always so wet?”

“The pregnancy, it makes me crazy.”

“Is that so?”

She nods. “I want it all the time.”

“I guess we’ll have to do something about that, then.”

Sebastian, who I thought was soundly asleep, shifts and takes one of her nipples into his mouth.

I’m sure I should want to hit him, but the way Olivia hitches in a breath and arches her back makes heat settle in my lower stomach.

She gasps when I remove my fingers from her, but I line up quickly, sliding inside her so that she doesn’t have to feel empty for long.

She’s so tight and wet I nearly thrust forward out of instinct, but manage to keep it together, gritting my teeth as she gets used to me.

I give little thrusts, and she rocks her hips up to meet them while Sebastian plays with her nipples, one in his mouth and the other in his fingers .

“Oh, God, oh fuck,” she slurs, and goes almost ragdoll when Sebastian slides one hand down to thumb across her clit.

I slam into her, chasing my orgasm at this point, seeing her all fucked out like this making it build more and more quickly.

She starts to clench around me, moaning out in little whimpers, and I can’t stop it, ramming into her over and over until I groan and thrust deeper, coming inside her.

Olivia’s eyes finally come back into focus, and she claws into my shoulders, bringing me down to kiss her sloppily.

Sebastian shifts to sit up against the headboard, watching us with a predatory look in his eyes.

“You're not done yet, little girl.”

“Good.” Olivia giggles, and she sounds almost drunk, and I smile back at her.

“You don’t need a water break?” It’s my turn to watch again, just like I said I needed to do, but I don’t have any alcohol in me right now, so I’m not sure I can handle it.

What if I snap?

She shakes her head, climbing off me with shaking legs.

“Think you can ride me? Or do I need to flip you over?” Sebastian asks, a teasing lilt to his voice.

“I can do it." She’s stubborn, and it makes my heart swell even in this wanton situation.

“Liv—”

She kisses me soundly and then straddles Sebastian’s lap.

Her thighs are still trembling, and I chuckle, watching her look like a baby gazelle while she’s guiding him into her.

The jealousy boils up in me only briefly, when Sebastian sweeps her hair back from her face and kisses along her jawline, thrusting up into her.

I look away, stomach churning, but then Olivia’s moans draw me back .

Sebastian must be hitting it just right, because she’s gone all stiff, like a mannequin for him to pose.

Her breasts bounce as she pants, working her hips down on his.

It’s maybe the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my whole life, and my cheeks flush as my spent dick twitches under the covers.

“Oh, Bash, Bash, I’m going to come.”

“That’s right,” Sebastian grunts, spearing into her. “Come all over my cock, little girl.”

Jesus.

I’ve never really thought of Sebastian as real competition, not because he isn’t attractive, and he clearly knows what he’s doing in the bedroom, but because he never seemed interested in her romantically.

He’s always the first one to say he’ll step back from the situation, take his hat out of the ring. But the way he swept her hair back, how soft his eyes were....

Sebastian cries out in an animalistic fashion when he spills inside her, a little dramatic if you ask me, but Olivia seems to like it, and that’s what matters.

I hurry to the bathroom for a cool cloth to wipe her down, as Sebastian hisses and pulls out of her, her lying between us.

I thought I’d regret doing this, but honestly, it’s been a good experience.

Sebastian and I get along well, and I think it’d have been worse with Damien.

Damien.

I’d almost forgotten about him.

The sexual tension between Olivia and Damien is too thick, and he worries me more than Sebastian. If he’s the father, he’ll step up, and I’m concerned that Olivia will be swayed .

But right now, she’s nestled between me and Sebastian, spent and sweating, her eyes drifting shut, and I can’t be worried about anything else.

Sebastian has an arm around her waist, and he’s already softly snoring, in his element, clearly.

I’d wager this isn’t his first group sex experiment. We’re definitely not his first.

Olivia nuzzles against me. “Are you okay?”

Her voice sounds small and far away, and I feel guilty that she’s worried about me.

“Me? I’m perfect, Liv. Don’t worry your pretty little head.”

“You always say you’re fine.” Her words slur, and she’s already drifting off, and I’m glad I don’t have to explain further. Because I might have to express how utterly fucking terrified I am.

What if the baby’s mine? What if it’s not? What if Olivia doesn’t want me? What if she does ? Can I really settle down with her like I want to? Is it just not in my nature to rest?

There’s too much to think about, and my head spins, so I close my eyes, the spent energy helping me fall asleep.

I wake up to Olivia bouncing lightly on the bed, on all fours, looking into my face when I peel open my eyeballs.

I chuckle low in my throat. “You’re awake and full of pep.”

“I’m hungry. Baby needs food.”

“Then baby will get food,” Sebastian pipes up, already dressed and standing in the living room, peering into the bedroom. “Sleepyheads.”

“What time is it?”

“Nearly six,” Sebastian says, and I’m absolutely floored.

I slept nearly eight hours. I guess I haven’t been sleeping well, with everything that has been going on with Olivia and the baby and her other suitors .

“I’ve already ordered some Korean barbeque. Extra kimchi.”

“For me!”

I frown.

He knows that she likes extra kimchi? That doesn’t exactly sit well with me.

I know they’ve known each other for years, but I didn’t know they were close.

I feel stupid questions coming up my throat, and I push them down. “I guess I should get out of here.”

Olivia grabs my arm, frowning. “What? Why? Eat with us.”

So, that’s how I end up eating with my ex-girlfriend and her potential baby daddy who is also her father’s best friend.

And actually? It isn’t bad.

We laugh at old sitcoms and eat on the floor around the coffee table.

Sebastian is surprisingly laid-back in private, and he doesn’t come off that way at work at all. He’s always so professional even though he’s charismatic.

Could this just be our new normal? And how does Damien fit into all of this?