Page 39 of Accidental Theirs (Alpha Billionaire Daddies #6)

Chapter Thirty-Five

DAMIEN

I take a deep breath when Olivia bunches her tight dress around her ample hips.

She spreads herself over the couch arm, looking back at me with her dark hair falling over her face.

Her thighs spread, and I look down to see she’s not wearing a shred of underwear.

Her pussy glistens as she spreads herself further, and my dick is so hard I fear it’s taken all the blood from my brain.

She turns back to Dominic, licking her lips. “Come on, babe.”

If I were Dominic I might have faded away if she said that to me.

He doesn’t know what he has.

I groan, putting my hands on her hips as Dominic frees himself from his slacks.

Sebastian’s just watching, sipping his drink, his blue eyes dark with lust.

I push two fingers to the knuckle into her, and she gasps, rolling her hips back.

“I’m ready,” she whines. “Don’t tease. ”

“It’s not teasing to make you ready for me.”

“I’m always ready for you.”

I groan again, pumping my fingers deeper.

She’s right, she’s already slick and hot, but I want more of her.

“But what if I want you to come on my fingers first?”

“Won’t take much.” She keens as she rocks her hips back, looking hungrily at Dominic as he almost shyly pumps his erection.

It’s hot, seeing what she does to him, to Sebastian.

I’m getting more and more used to these events, and I have to admit it’s not what I expected. Doing it once was one thing, but again? And I don’t even feel jealous.

Well, maybe a bit jealous of how hungrily she’s looking at Dominic.

I move my fingers deeper, angling them up, and she starts to cry out, clenching around me.

I curse under my breath, shifting to free myself and guide myself into her.

I push slowly at first, making her feel every inch, but it’s too much for me, the way she’s moaning and rocking back against me.

She reaches forward, putting her hand over Dominic’s as he pumps his fist, panting.

“Fuck…” He puts his hands behind his head, watching her work him over.

“Damien, please. Please, please fuck me, I want to come again.”

“You always want to come,” I tease, but I ram into her, feeling her tighten around me all over again as she yells.

“She’s insatiable, our girl,” Sebastian murmurs, and I love the way it sounds.

Our girl .

I’ve never so much as considered living a polyamorous lifestyle, but this is... different than I’d expected.

I feel like a part of things thanks to Olivia, not outside of it even given her history with the other two men.

I grit my teeth, trying to think of anything but how her ass bounces against me, how her walls tighten and release like a vice.

“Shit, Olivia, I’m going to come,” I manage, fighting the urge to burst inside her.

“Come in me. Please, please.” She’s nearly sobbing, and Dominic shouts as he spills all over her fist and his abdomen.

I’m right behind him, grabbing tight onto Olivia’s hips as I thrust deep.

Sebastian disappears and returns with a cloth after I pull out of Olivia, scooping her up in his arms and taking her to the bath.

I stand at the doorway while Dominic kneels next to the bath and Sebastian goes to make up the bed as if he lives here instead of me.

I feel dazed, almost drunk as I look at her lounging in my tub.

“How do you feel?” I ask her, a bit worried about all the activity given her condition.

“Amazing, all floaty.” She giggles.

Sebastian chuckles. “A little bit of subspace?”

She tilts her head. “Maybe.”

I look between the two of them blankly. “What space?”

Dominic laughs. “It’s like after a good session, when they go all spacey.”

“Oh.” I’ve experienced that but never knew there was a name for it.

I like the way it looks on Olivia, she’s so smiley and affectionate .

When she’s done, I pick her up out of the bath with a towel and take her to the bed, grateful that I sprang for the king-size since there are two big men getting into my bed with my girl.

Our girl .

Would that be all right? If she was ours, and we were hers? Could it be all right?

I climb into bed with her, and it’s a bit of a stretch, but we all make it, her between me and Dominic and Sebastian on the other side.

“I’m gonna want more in a few hours,” she says stubbornly and Sebastian laughs.

“I’m sure we can handle it.”

“Thank you.” She picks her head off the pillow tiredly. “Thank all of you.”

“Don’t you dare thank us, Liv.” Dominic kisses the top of her head. “We’re here for you. Whatever you need.”

Sebastian nods. “Whatever you need.”

I nod too, feeling a bit out of it still, and she entangles her legs with mine. In my bed.

Maybe I hadn’t imagined two other men in bed with us, but it’s still nice.

Maybe Olivia is one of those women that can’t be tamed. Don’t I want her anyway?

I see the intimate way she looks at Damien, how flirty she is with Sebastian.

Do I fit in?

It doesn’t matter. If she wants me, I’ll have her. Anyway I can.

A couple of hours later, I wake, and it’s only me and Olivia in bed.

I get up, frowning and padding around the house, and Sebastian has left me a note.

Titan stuff. Called in about the merger. Will update you when we can.

Fuck. The merger. I’d almost forgotten, if that’s possible.

Olivia doesn’t stir even after I make and drink a cup of coffee, so I pour her a cup with extra sugar and no cream, just like she likes it.

I place it on the nightstand and crawl back into bed, nudging her with my hip.

She whines in her sleep and opens one pale green eye.

“No, it’s early.”

“It’s nearly eleven, silly.”

She bolts upright. “Eleven? What about work?”

“I’ve already let Roland know you won’t be in today.”

“I won’t?”

“Nope.” I play with her hair, curling it around my finger. “You need lots of rest.”

“But I feel fine.” She pouts. “Where are Dom and Bash?”

“Titan called. Merger stuff.”

She pales. “Do you think?—”

“I don’t think anything. Not yet, and you shouldn’t worry either. They’ll update us on anything they find out.”

She bites her lip but nods.

I thumb it out from between her teeth, and she bites me instead on the collarbone.

I growl and cover her with my body, pinning her wrists above her head.

“Oh.” She purrs, arching her back. “Now you’ve gone and started something.”

“I can finish it.”

“Can you, big boy?”

I grunt, pinning her with one hand so that I can trail my hand down between her legs. “You’re already wet.”

“I told you. Always ready for you.”

She’s flushed down between her breasts, and I groan, looking down at her .

I shift my hips to push inside her without much prep, and she gasps as I stretch her out.

“Fuck, Damien. You feel so good.”

“You feel better."

It sounds stupid coming out of my mouth, but she moans, rocking her hips to meet my thrusts.

I keep my pace slow and even, wanting to watch her come apart.

And come apart she does, nearly yelling when she comes, gasping and clutching onto me.

I press my face into her neck when I come inside her, panting, and she kisses all along my jawline.

It makes me smile.

“You have such nice teeth. You should smile more.”

I frown instantly. “Don’t tell me what to do.”

She laughs. “You love it when I tell you what to do.”

“Maybe. You like it when I tell you what to do, too.”

“Mhmm.” She stretches and leans against me. “I like it when you get all demanding.”

“Is that so?”

She pouts a little, pinching my cheek. “Yes. I like you, Damien.”

“I, uh, I like you too.” My cheeks feel like they’re on fire, and she laughs, cups my face with one hand to kiss me softly.

“You’re cute. Like a little boy sometimes, confessing a crush.”

“Oh, it's more than a crush.”

She gets up on one elbow. “Oh? Do tell.”

“I’m not telling you shit. I’m pleading the fifth.”

“This isn’t court.” She laughs, sitting up cross-legged and nude.

It’s distracting, but I manage to keep my eyes on her face.

She frowns a little. “Do you think Dom is okay? ”

I frown back. “Are you thinking about Dominic right now?”

She flushes deeper. “No, it’s not like that. I just mean... he’s seemed a bit off.”

“He’s always a bit off.”

Dominic is a bit unhinged.

She barks out a laugh. “Not like that. Just... like he’s going through something.”

“We're all going through something, aren’t we?” I feel a little defensive.

This is hard on all of us, not just Dominic.

Her face softens. “I’m sorry. I just... I don’t have anyone else to talk to, except for Roland and Marie, and even they don’t get this.”

“It’s complicated.” I pet her hair back from her face.

“It’s so complicated. But I’m glad you’re a part of it.”

“You are?”

“Of course, I am.” She pouts again, and I kiss her bottom lip.

She smiles, and my chest aches.

“I’m glad to hear it. Sometimes I feel...”

She climbs on top of me, straddling my lap and cupping my face to make me look at her.

“You can tell me anything.”

I huff. “I feel a little out of place. You have history with Dominic and Sebastian...”

“I have history with you, too.”

“It’s not the same.”

“It’s better,” she insists, and I frown at her.

“How so?”

“We were friends first. With Sebastian, he was off-limits. With Dominic, it was always heartbreaking. With you, it’s... easy. Safe.”

“Safe doesn’t sound very nice,” I mutter .

“It is.” She kisses my mouth again, softly, sliding her tongue inside.

I thrust up beneath her out of instinct.

She chuckles. “And you always want me so much.”

“Always.” Every second of every day.

Now she’s in my bed and she’s smiling at me and her body is right there for the taking and it feels amazing.

This is what I want. This is what I want all the time, with our baby in the nursery. Because even if it’s not mine, she is.

Whether she knows it or not.