Page 49 of Accidental Theirs (Alpha Billionaire Daddies #6)

Chapter Forty-Five

DAMIEN

Seeing Olivia in my doorway sends a rush of relief and love over me, and I can’t help but draw her into my arms, kissing the top of her head.

“Olivia, you’re back!” I swing her around, squeezing her, and she squeals, making me put her down.

“I was only gone two days.”

“Felt like forever. Dominic’s been losing his mind.”

“I’ll call him later,” she says dismissively, like she’s on a mission.

I take her hand. “I want to show you something.”

She lets me lead her up to the nursery, curious, and I open the door proudly.

“It’s finally finished.”

I’ve had the walls painted again, this time rubber ducks instead of dinosaurs.

A changing table sits in the corner, and the crib is finally together and set up correctly.

“Thought dinosaurs would be too masculine. If she’s a girl, she might be scared,” I explain, and Olivia makes a sound that I think is a laugh at first .

But when I look at her, tears are rolling down her face.

“Oh, Damien. It’s... It’s perfect. I wouldn’t change a thing.”

“Thank God. I’m tired of working on it.”

She laughs through her tears.

“I’ve been wanting to talk to you, anyway,” I tell her softly, looking into her eyes. It’s time to come clean with her. “I needed to tell you how much I care about you.”

“Damien. I know how much you care.”

“No.” I shake my head, stepping closer to her. “No, you don’t. You don’t know that you’re the first thing I think about when I open my eyes and the last thing I think about when I close them. You don’t know that I’ve been in love with you since the first moment I saw you.”

“Wait... not... since then?”

“Since always.” I step even closer, and she doesn’t back up. I put a hand on her hip. “I’m in love with you, Olivia Carter.”

“Oh, Damien,” she whimpers, crying again, but she wraps her arms around my neck.

“I want this baby to be mine so badly, but even if it isn’t, I’ll be here for you. You know that, right?”

“I know,” she says softly.

“I want us to be a family.”

“What about Dominic? And Sebastian?”

I shrug. “They’re friends, now. I don’t care if they’re in our lives.”

Her pale green eyes widen. “You can’t be serious.”

“I am serious. As a heart attack, Olivia. I want you, no matter what that looks like.” I pause, panic making my throat tight. “But if you don’t want me...”

“Of course, I want you. But?—”

I stop her words with a kiss, and she doesn’t stop me, sighing softly against my lips and putting her hands on my chest .

My breath catches in my throat as arousal rips through me.

“Olivia.”

“Yes, Damien?”

“I need you. Right now.”

“Not in the nursery,” she teases, her voice singsong as she grabs my hand, leading me to my bedroom.

I follow easily, my heart pounding, thinking about all the ways I want to take her.

She removes her clothes as soon as we’re in the bedroom, and I look at her hungrily, the curve of her swollen stomach just making her more attractive to me.

I shuck off my clothes, nearly tackling her to the bed, and her giggle is music to my ears.

“I love you, Olivia,” I breathe when she bites my collarbone, and she lifts her head, her pale green eyes wide.

“Can’t get used to hearing that.” She kisses me, her tongue sliding against mine and making me plump.

I spread her thighs, caging her in with my arms, impatient, guiding myself into her.

She gasps when I bottom out, and I roll my hips.

She keens. “Damien, fuck, that feels so good. I’m going to come so fast.”

“Fuck, I love how sensitive you are.” I ram into her, and she trembles all over.

“More. Harder.”

“Anything for you, baby.”

“Yes, please, just a bit more.”

It’s awesome to watch, how she explodes into her orgasm, crying out and dragging her manicured nails down my back.

I’m not going to last long, and it pisses me off.

I don’t want this to be quick and dirty, but I just need her so badly .

I pump into her, sweating now, and she cries out my name when she clenches around me again and again.

I spill inside her with a shout, mumbling love confessions into her ear.

I collapse on top of her, breathing hard, and she trails kisses along my shoulder and collarbone.

“At least we have that down pat,” she jokes, pushing sweaty bangs back from her forehead.

“We could have all of it, Olivia. A family. A place to belong. A home.”

I roll off her, my thoughts turning serious.

“What are you saying?”

“All of us. Sebastian and Damien are good guys, and I trust them with you. It would be a different kind of family, but a family nonetheless.”

“And that’s enough for you?”

“It’s more than I’ve ever had.” My tone turns soft, and she looks at me with tears filling her eyes.

“I have to think about all of this. Talk to the others.”

I nod slowly. “I know, sweetheart. I’m not expecting miracles. I just need you to know where I stand, and that’s with you. Always.”

She sniffles. “That means a lot to me, Damien. It really does.”

I hum, looking her over hungrily. “Now. I think we have unfinished business.”

“Unfinished? I came three times.”

“Not enough.”

I spread her thighs roughly, shoving two fingers inside her, and she gasps, arching her back.

“Oh, fuck!”

I smirk at her outburst, pumping my fingers deeper, watching her face as she gets close to her orgasm.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Come all over my fingers. ”

She comes apart, crying out my name, and the way she clenches around my fingers makes my dick jump even though I’m sated.

“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come, baby.”

Olivia flushes all over, down to her navel, and I kiss along her inner thigh, moving to press my face against her sex.

She moans softly, spreading her legs wider.

I latch onto her clit, keeping my fingers inside her and angling them up to hit her sweet spot.

“Oh, Damien, oh, God, I’m going to come again.” She moans loudly, rocking her hips and exploding around my fingers as I suck on her clit.

When I’m done, my face is covered with her, and I wipe a hand across my face, uncaring.

I kiss her hungrily, the taste of her and her saliva making me harden all over again.

I shift to brace my shoulders against the headboard. “Get on top of me.”

She pants, moving instantly to obey.

“Good girl," I moan as she guides me inside her.

I thrust my hips up instinctively, and she braces her hands on my chest, holding on for dear life.

I thrust up beneath her, giving her all I have, and she cries out my name over and over as she comes all over me.

I choke out a moan when I reach my peak, and Olivia collapses, exhausted after our escapades.

I swiftly head to the bathroom to get a cool, wet cloth, and I come back to wipe her down, kissing her before I swipe the washcloth across her skin.

As she cuddles against me in bed, I’m grateful to her for being my family.