Page 37 of He Is Ours (Lovers in Crossfire #2)

Chapter thirty-seven

Rachel

I

turn

around

to

see Alex standing over Olivia, his fist in her hair and his mouth on hers. Don’t get me wrong, it’s the sexiest sight I have ever seen. It’s making the ache in my core even worse than it was when Alex pulled out of me, right as I was about to cum. Fucking bastard.

I will get him back for this.

I grab his shoulder and pull him away from Olivia, throwing him against the wall of the shower, then get down on my knees, grab Olivia's face, and slam my mouth onto hers.

If he is going to deny me, then I am going to make sure to torture him also.

I slowly slide my hands from Olivia's ankles and up her thighs, causing her to shudder from the soft touch of my fingers.

Alex grabs me by the back of my neck and pushes me down towards the dripping, desperate cunt between Olivia's thighs.

"Eat!" He growls in my ear, his grip tightening. “That’s mine. Worship her like you’re starving for it.” His breath ghosts over my neck, making my skin erupt in chills.

My mouth is mere inches from her. She is soaked, trembling, and aching. Fuck, I can smell how badly she needs it, even through the downpour of water.

I turn my head and smirk at him. "Oh, I'm going to! Not because you told me to, but because she is mine, and I’m starving for her!" I sass back at him. The tick in his jaw makes the fire low in my belly spread south. I love pushing this man's nerves.

I lean down and place my hands on both of Olivia's thighs, spreading them open. Moving my hand to run my fingers through her folds, spread them open to get the most beautiful view of her dripping pussy, so needy and ready for me.

I lean in, making sure to arch my back and push my ass out to mess with Alex even more; Licking through her seam and savoring her taste that dances on my tastebuds.

I look up at her and lick my lips, "Mmm, you taste so good, baby girl," before leaning back in and rubbing my nose through her most sensitive area, making sure all my senses are overloaded with Olivia.

I run my tongue around her pussy, rimming it, before I plunge my tongue forward into her, causing a gasp to leave her mouth.

The sweet sound puts a smile on my face.

God, I love making Olivia lose the control she holds on to so desperately.

This is the only place she allows it, so I will always take full advantage of it.

Olivia runs her hands through my wet hair, wrapping the knotted strands around her hands and pushing my face further into her cunt.

I hear Alex's rumble of approval come from behind us.

I assume he is watching us, but I'm not about to stop what I'm doing to give him attention.

This is what he gets for denying me anything.

I look up through my eyelashes at Olivia, who has a grin on her face as she stares at Alex.

Next thing I know, I am completely full, Alex is fully seated in me with one single thrust. But I refuse to make a sound to give him any satisfaction. I am not going to sit here and call him master.

Okay, I would probably call him 'master' or 'sir,' but I won't tell him that. His head is already big enough.

Alex pulls almost all the way out of me and slams back home, causing me to jerk forward and drive my face further into Olivia's sweet cunt.

I keep lapping at her pussy, like a starved woman, making sure to give plenty of attention to her clit, as Alex is slamming into me relentlessly, and I can't keep myself in one spot for Olivia.

I push two fingers into Olivia's pussy. She screams out as she arches her back and reaches her hands above her, grasping at the walls of the shower, moving her hips to the rhythm Alex is setting for both of us.

Relentless.

Powerful.

Mine.

"Fuck her, Rachel, and don't you dare stop until I tell you to," Alex demands with his dom voice, I like to call it. It's his sexy lower octave voice that he uses to seduce us and demand us. It's sexy as fuck and instantly melts my insides. Another thing I will take to the grave with me.

SMACK.

Stinging erupts on my right ass cheek.

SMACK.

SMACK.

Two more smacks to my ass. I am gasping and whining into Olivia's pussy. I feel her walls tightening around my fingers, and eventually her legs start to shake. Focusing on her is the only way to keep myself from cumming.

Her grip returns to my hair, tightening and pulling at the roots.

Finally, when she falls over the edge, the warm sensation of her orgasm covers my fingers.

I pull out my fingers and stick them straight into my mouth.

Moaning at the taste that I can't get enough of.

Olivia grabs my face, squishes my cheeks, and smashes her lips to mine.

"Now it's my turn."

I have no clue what she means by that. The doggy-style position that Alex has me in will not be as easy for her to get into with the way we are positioned.

"Alex, pull out and take this to the bed.

" She demands, he groans as his dick slowly leaves me.

Olivia's hand is in my face when I look up, reaching out to help me up.

I grab it and stand up, my legs wobbling like Bambi as I stand.

I look over at the bed, and Alex is already lying on it, his glare telling me that not only is he frustrated about having to pull out, but he is also getting impatient.

I smile and take this opportunity to mess with him. "Doesn't feel good to be denied, does it?" I walk towards him, putting extra sway in my step.

I climb up on the bed and turn to look at Olivia, who apparently went from the bench princess to the boss.

"Rachel, get on." She points to Alex's very erect, angry-looking cock.

"Who died and made y'all the bosses of me?" I spout off, and when I turn around to see Olivia's reaction to what I said, she is in my face with her hand wrapped around my neck.

These two sure do love to put necklaces on me.

"Listen here, princess, you're going to get up there and ride his dick, and I am going to have my turn. You've got to make me cum, now, it's my turn."

"Yes, Ma'am," I say and walk the last two steps to the bed.