Page 41 of Accidental Theirs

Damien does the same.

“We’re all on the same page, right? Little girl needs a good release, and we’re going to give it to her. As many times as she can handle.”

A thrill runs through me at being talked about like I’m not here, like I haven’t orchestrated all of this.

There’s something about being taken care of like this that gets me, I don’t know what it is.

“We’re not going to draw straws to see who goes first or anything, are we?” Damien asks, and Sebastian snorts out a laugh.

“It’s Olivia’s show.”

I look over at all of them.

Dominic looks slightly pissed off, Damien looks terribly nervous, and Sebastian... well, he’s in his element here.

I slowly push past them.

We’re already in Sebastian’s penthouse, and it's the most obvious bachelor pad I’ve ever seen. Not a woman’s touch anywhere.

He does have a huge, four-poster bed, even though I’m not sure all these big men can fit on it.

I guess we’ll see.

A deep voice says, “Take off your clothes.”

I glance back toward the guys, and it’s Dominic who ordered me, his eyes dark with lust.

I swallow hard and start to remove my blouse, kicking my shoes off. I don’t look at any of them until I’m bare, and it’s all I can do not to hide my bits with my hands.

Damien’s fists are closed tight at his sides. “Fuck.”

I’m honestly a bit surprised.

His green eyes slide hungrily across my body.

Sebastian licks his lips. “Look at you. Who knew you had a body like that underneath those clothes.”

It almost sounds like an insult, and I start to protest, but he moves toward me, and I can’t seem to make words happen.

He picks me up physically, covering me on the bed with his body and kissing me passionately.

I’ve never been kissed this roughly before, even with Dominic, and I gasp out a moan into his mouth as heat floods through me.

Sebastian pulls away, and I whine, but then there are fingers on my nipples, pulling and twisting just the way I like, and more fingers exploring my body, teasing.

Dominic is on my left and Damien my right.

Pleasure rushes through me, and I can barely think.

“Oh… Oh, please, more. Touch me more.”

“Eager.” Sebastian moves his hands between my legs, spreading my thighs apart roughly and looking down at my sex like it’s a four-course meal. “We’re going to take our time with you, little girl.”

The next thing I know, he’s running his fingers between my lower lips, finding me slick and ready.

He groans, biting his lip. “I’m going to taste you now.”

Dominic stiffens.