Page 42 of Accidental Theirs

I reach up to cup his face, and he looks down at me, his face conflicted.

“It’s okay. If this is too much… You can stop if you?—”

“No.” He nods toward Sebastian, who paused out of respect. “Go on.”

Sebastian hums, not hesitating to get on his knees in front of the bed, yanking me forward by my ankles until I squeal.

The motion causes my sex to press against his face, and he groans against me, the vibration making my clit ache.

God, I’m so close already, and they’ve barely touched me. Just the idea that all these big, strong men want to worship my body...

Sebastian delves his tongue into my entrance, and I cry out.

He quickly latches onto my clit, and then Dominic kisses me, and I moan loudly into his mouth as Sebastian puts two fingers inside of me.

Damien works on my nipples, pulling and teasing, figuring out by my body language that I like it a little rough.

Having stimulation everywhere like this jolts me into an easy orgasm that arches my back and nearly makes my toes curl.

“That's it, baby,” Damien murmurs, his voice low andraspy, and I tremble as my walls contract around Sebastian’s fingers.

Sebastian lifts his head, the lower half of his face covered in me. He licks his lips, smirking. “Need you ready for us. Think you can take three fingers?”

My cheeks heat, and I nod.

Sebastian works three fingers inside of me, and I arch my back up off the bed, clutching at Damien and Dominic.

Dominic’s breathing heavily, and when I look up at him, I worry that he may be feeling possessive, but all I can see in his brown eyes is lust, his pupils blown with it.

“You’re doing so good, Liv.” His hand sweeps down the back of my head as if to pet me.

I lean into his touch, and then Sebastian pumps his fingers deeper, and Damien latches onto my nipple at the same time.

I gasp out a moan that hitches in my chest, and Dominic’s chest heaves as I put my hand on his pec.

“C’mon, Seb,” Damien speaks up, having been mostly quiet. “You’re just showing off, now. She’s ready.”

“Might not get another chance,” Sebastian argues with a smirk, and I’m barely breathing as I pulse around his fingers, coming again.

When he shifts to move them out of me, I whine, but then he stands up, and his slacks are tenting.

I giggle, drunk with lust and excitement. “Who goes first? Do you play rock paper scissors?”

Dominic snorts out a laugh. “Given our history, I think I should go first.”

“If we’re going by history, I’ve known her longer,” Damien says in a low tone, sounding a little peeved.

Uh-oh.

I don’t need these three big men to get hotheaded during all of this.

“I’ve known her since she was twenty,” Sebastian says proudly, and Dominic snorts.

“Dirty old man.”

“Damn right.”

“Damien,” I whisper, ignoring the other two since they’re being petty toward each other. “I want you.”