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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

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LORE CLOTHING CONGLOMERATE SIGNS ON AS NEW MAJOR SPONSOR FOR PARAGON RACING

When Grayson de Clare said they didn’t need the sponsors they lost, no one believed him. But here we are not even a week later, and they’ve more than replaced the ones they’ve lost. Notably, all brands with a significant female audience. I, for one, can’t wait to see the collaborations and what this means for the team livery. They’ve already got that gorgeous purple ombre, but with LORE at the helm, there’s a chance that could still shift.

After Lars Bachman’s critical comments, there are those in the fashion industry eagerly waiting to see how he’ll react to the new female-centric sponsorships. Remember last season when he threw a fit about wearing purple? Well, buckle up, Lars. The purple isn’t going anywhere.

This place was bigger than I’d thought. Yes, I’d explored and found the gym. But apparently I hadn’t found the second set of stairs that went up to a third floor.

“Do you guys live in the whole building?”

River’s hand curled around my thigh, just below my ass, and squeezed. “Just these floors. But we actually don’t use this one much. Or didn’t. Until now. It was just empty space, meant to be renovated. We just never did.”

Well, dripping with money or not, they couldn’t have renovated an entire space in one afternoon. I would have heard some construction if that were the case.

Instead, I heard music as a door opened. River pulled me back over his shoulder and let me slide down the front of his body. Slowly. The way he grinned told me knew exactly what he was doing, too. “Here.”

He turned me around and I gasped.

One wall had those same incredible windows, but the rest of the gigantic space was warmed with soft lighting and actual candles. A sound system tucked into one corner played music, but it came from everywhere, like there were speakers hidden.

And in the center was a bed that looked totally at home in the space. Meaning, it was also ridiculously large. That must have been what was delivered. There were pillows and blankets, and though the space was still sparse, it was beautiful.

I peeked over my shoulder at Beck. “You worked on this all day?”

“Well, I had some help to build the bed.” Weaving our fingers together, he pulled me to the bed. “Together, remember?”

“I’m nervous.”

“Why, love?” He tipped us onto the bed together, spreading me out like he had on the futon. The movement and the feel of him short circuited my brain, and those same nerves began to fade.

“Just been a while, and it’s all of us and it means so much?—

Beck’s teeth grazed my neck, and everything went limp, my instincts blanking out entirely. Alpha to Omega. Predator and prey. The way he had me laid out left me no choice but to let go and breathe.

The music in the room got a little louder, filling the space and making it feel less big and all of it less intimidating. “I’m going to ask you some questions,” he said in a dark whisper. “The answers are yes or no. Understand?”

There was a change in the undercurrent—power that he kept leashed. Not now. Beck might move smooth and slow and steady, but that didn’t mean shit when he let his Alpha take control. He hadn’t even said it with a bark, and I was gasping and nodding. “Yes.”

“You want this?”

“Yes.”

Someone appeared at my side, and Beck moved to allow Elias close. But he turned my face to follow him, making sure our gazes were locked. Elias stroked up my stomach and beneath my shirt to my skin. A distraction.

My mind was quickly fogging with all of them close. This was only two of them touching me. What would it be like with four? Would I be able to think more clearly once my Omega stopped begging? Needing to have them take me?

“Do you like to take control?” Beck asked quietly.

“What?”

He quirked an eyebrow. That wasn’t yes or no. He asked again. “Do you like to take control? During sex?”

From the outside, every logical sign should say yes. Being a racing driver was the definition of control. No control was bad fucking news when you were up at two hundred miles an hour.

The truth was I’d never been asked that question. Johnny and I, though we were together for almost two years, really hadn’t spent that much time together. Our schedules barely aligned, and when they did, we were still so busy that our encounters were fast, frenzied, and often fumbling. We hadn’t really stopped to ask what the other liked. No one was in control when we were both trying to get to the finish line.

I knew what kind of porn I watched, and the woman was not in control. There were things I would have a hard time ever admitting out loud, even to them. But the thought of them turned me on.

So I shuddered when the true answer rang in my head like a bell, followed by cool, sweet relief. “No.”

He smiled. Somewhere in the distance I heard the sounds of fabric and clothes, but I couldn’t look away. He had my gaze trapped. The smoke in his scent was so rich and sweet it was almost like incense. Incense in the woods.

“Are you all right with us touching you together? Or more than that, taking you together?”

“Yes.”

His nose brushed mine. “You remember that you are both? You are an incredibly talented driver who can crush anyone on the grid, River included.”

River laughed. “I’ll put up a fight.”

But Beck didn’t miss a beat. “And you are our Omega. Who we’re going to turn into an absolute mess, one orgasm at a time. Right?”

I nodded, because I wasn’t sure I had a voice anymore.

“Then I just have one more thing for you to do.” He leaned in and whispered, so softly chills ran over my skin and tightened everything . If I hadn’t been perfuming before—which, who are we kidding, I absolutely was—I definitely was now. “Turn your brain off, love. Let us take it from here.”

That, I could do. “Okay.”

“Up.”

We sat up together, and in seconds my shirt was up over my head, the sports bra following. The nerves I’d had about it being awkward vanished. I’d been wrong. It didn’t feel awkward or unnatural to bare my skin with them. It actually felt like the opposite.

The same invisible undercurrent that hummed when we were all in the same space deepened and sang the fewer barriers there were between us?—

Beck and I were the only ones who still had any clothes on. Elias was naked beside me, the piercing he’d mentioned catching the light. At the end of his very long, very hard cock.

River and Grayson stood at the edge of the bed, both naked. I was going to need approximately a calendar year to just look at them. A tattoo of a race track graced River’s arm, along with a flock of birds in flight curving around his ribs. He stroked himself as he watched me with no hesitation or doubt.

The same look lived in Grayson’s eyes. All of them.

It made it real .

They were mine. I was theirs. It wasn’t a dream. I wasn’t going to wake up in my tiny, shitty apartment aching because everything I wanted had disappeared into a cloud of sleep-induced desire.

Grayson smirked when my eyes followed him from head to toe. Even seeing him without a shirt this morning didn’t compare to what was in front of me. Holy shit. His chest wasn’t the only thing that was built. Powerful thighs and trim hips and…

He was pierced too.

His cock curved upward, and I spotted a silver ball both on the top and bottom of the head. I never would have guessed it, and yet it made sense. The sight drove need upward and outward. This needed to happen. Now.

I wiggled and tried to get my leggings off off off when Beck’s hand slid around my throat. “Let us take it from here,” he growled, hovering over me. He’d shed the last of his clothes while I was caught staring.

My back arched and I whined, now desperate for them and fully unable to tell them how or why. I needed. I needed?—

River peeled the leggings from my skin, leaving me entirely naked. Perfume soaked the air. I wasn’t in heat—not even close. But if everything was this intense now, I couldn’t imagine what it would be like when I was.

He stared at me the same way I’d stared at him. But only for a moment before strong fingers pushed my legs apart and I could no longer see him. He kissed my inner thigh. Slowly. Deliberately. So close to where I needed him. I felt myself grow wetter simply because he was there.

I was about to open my mouth and beg him to just fucking eat me already when River sealed his mouth over me with a groan. My hips bucked off the bed and someone who wasn’t River pushed them back down. He didn’t move his mouth an inch, but started to use his tongue. Exploring. Flicking and swirling and curling. Tasting .

“Fuck,” the word was muffled. “You’re so fucking sweet. Gonna find out exactly what you like.” He fucked me with his tongue before sliding back up to my clit and sucking so hard I saw stars. I didn’t always come fast. Sometimes it took seconds. Sometimes I didn’t come at all, and I didn’t even care because I still loved the sensation of sex, and I would take what I could.

But after today? Today, my body was desperate and ready. Pleasure tinged the edges of my vision. I didn’t know how long it would take me to get there, but I would get there. I already felt it.

River did something with his tongue that dragged a moan out of me. I couldn’t even describe what it was except good and more and please . I felt him smile against me before he did it again. And again. And again.

My eyes closed.

“No.” Beck’s thumb brushed over the skin of my pulse before he released my throat and sank that same hand into my hair and gripped it. “I want you to watch him taste you.” He pulled my head up far enough to see River between my legs, only eyes visible.

River’s eyes crinkled as if he smiled before he sealed his mouth over me once more and sucked hard . He didn’t look away, those same eyes going molten with lust. Fuck, that was hot. Every sinful movement of his tongue felt deeper and more while he looked directly at me.

I reached for his hair, wanting him closer. Needing more than he was giving. River chuckled, the sound turning to pleasure too. He nipped at my clit and made me gasp. “Not this time, baby.”

Elias grabbed my wrists and held them fast. And suddenly I was at their mercy. Something cracked open in me, allowing that last bit of surrender. I sank into that dizzy and delirious place where I was high on nothing but them.

He slid two long fingers into me, curling them upward, searching. At the same time he did that thing with his tongue that made my vision disappear. And then his fingers found it. The spot that made everything shimmer and also loosened my grip on reality. Slick gushed against River’s mouth and he cursed. “Give me more.”

It was impossible not to.

Every breath was a new moan as he sped up, fucking me with his hand and tongue, his own moans mixing with the erotic sounds of what he was doing to me. Pleasure welled up inside me. It was everywhere, but not quite enough. Still, this was what I loved. Just the pleasure of it. And yet that shattering peak was so close and I wanted it. I wanted to come for them.

I looked up and found Grayson watching all of us with a faint, wicked smile on his face. His hand moved slowly over his cock, thumb stroking over the head each time he reached it. It was so unhurried and so steady in contrast to the ruthless speed River was using on me. The image he painted was one of a dark god observing, waiting for his willing sacrifice. Watching me as they held me by the hands and hair and hips, helpless and writhing.

The way he watched told me it didn’t matter how long he needed to wait, he was going to claim me. Pin me down and make me his. They all would, one by one. Slow, fast, however they wanted.

That was the thought that pushed me over the edge.

My voice drowned out the music and my body convulsed as the orgasm took me. I might have crushed River’s head with my thighs, but it didn’t stop him. He kept licking and fucking me with mouth and fingers until I shook and my voice was ragged with it.

Beck and Elias released me so I could sink back onto the bed. My whole body felt boneless and spent. Like a six-hour day in the gym. That was the best orgasm I’d ever had in my life. It wasn’t even close.

With one last slow sweep of his tongue, River climbed up my body until we were face to face. “I better not have killed you when we’re just getting started.”

I draped my arms around his neck while I caught my breath. “Killed me? No. But I’m a one-and-done kind of girl when it comes to orgasms. That doesn’t matter.” My face flushed, and I found myself staring at River’s lips. “I like sex, so I don’t want to stop. But I probably won’t come again.”

He grinned. “I’m pretty determined to prove you wrong there.”

I’d never been able to get there more than once at a time. Granted, I’d never really tried. A couple of times, but when it seemed like it wasn’t going anywhere, I stopped. No point in forcing myself to go numb when I wasn’t going to get pleasure out of it. But there wouldn’t be any dis pleasure in being utterly wrecked by these men, orgasm or not.

Elias spoke from my left. “Do you not want to come again? Or you do not think you can? Those are two different things. One is a choice. The other is a tragedy.”

We all laughed together. “I’ve never been able to before. But I also haven’t really tried.”

All my breath got stolen when River kissed me. His tongue wasn’t only skilled between my legs. It danced with and dominated mine, tasting like both of us combined. When he slowed the kiss down, that heat made me question my own words for the first time. “Answer the question, baby. Do you not want to come again?”

“Is it a trick question?”

“Nope.”

“Then of course I do.”

“Done.”

“I—”

River placed a hand over my mouth. “Remember what Beck told you. We’ll take it from here. Let us try. You have four very determined men and a pussy that tastes like liquid gold. We’re not in a hurry to get in, get off, and get out.”

My eyes fluttered closed. He kissed my forehead lightly, and I shuddered.

“Fuck, I’m so happy you’re mine.”

The emotions hitting me were so visceral I couldn’t breathe through them. I wasn’t ready. So I swallowed and smiled. “Tell me that again after I kick your ass on the track.”

He kissed me one more time, biting my lip. “Bring it on, baby.”

Grayson still watched me when River pulled away. The intensity of his focus made the world fall a foot beneath me. He tilted his head to one side. “I think what you need is a distraction, little one.”

I frowned. “What do you mean?”

Approaching the bed, his hand still kept that slow, steady movement over his cock. But he didn’t answer, moving up and over me until his knees rested on either side of my chest and I was staring straight up at him. My mouth went dry and desire shivered through me. The flickering candlelight painted every plane of his body in warm contrasts, and towering over me, he was the embodiment of the powerful god that I’d seen.

This Grayson wasn’t the Team Principal I knew who was measured and polite. There was nothing fucking polite about the way he looked down at me, and nothing measured about the way he grabbed my chin with two fingers. “That mind of yours is so busy, I’d be willing to bet you think yourself out of your own pleasure. So maybe you need a distraction until you learn that your body was made for pleasure, and that you’re never going to question how many times we can make you come again.” He thrust his hips forward so his pierced cock pressed my lips. “Open.”

I obeyed, letting him slide into my mouth.

Gray’s cock was thick—thicker than I’d had in my mouth before. How much would I be able to take?

One side of his mouth tipped up. “Still thinking?”

I blinked.

He pulled out of my mouth and leaned close, following what Beck had done, gripping my hair in a delicious hold and tilting my head back just far enough. “If you need to stop, you tap my leg three times. Show me.”

My hand found his thigh and tapped him. One. Two. Three.

“Again.”

I did it.

“You think you can do that if you need to?”

“Yes.”

His smile made my stomach do somersaults. “Good. That’s the only thing you need to worry about. I am the one taking your pretty mouth. I am the one who chooses how much you take and how much you can breathe. I haven’t decided whether I’m going to come down your throat, paint your tongue, or spill myself all over your face, but that decision is mine too. Do you understand?”

I didn’t think it was possible for me to be so aroused by someone’s words. But perfume spiraled around us, and I was wetter than when we’d started. They might actually be able to do this. The possibility was at once glorious and terrifying.

“I understand.”

“And later, once you’re well fucked and we’re all satisfied, we’ll talk about all of it. Your fantasies and ours. Who takes control and when. Everything.”

I nodded, my body relaxing as my Omega bowed to her Alpha.

“Open.”

With his grip on my hair, Grayson shifted my head so I could already take more. And the fact that I didn’t have to think or choose settled over me like a warm blanket. All I could do was taste lime and sugar and breathe into his hold.

Out of sight, someone lifted my legs, and a second later they were draped over someone’s shoulders, their tongue diving into me and drinking all the arousal Gray had just created. I whimpered, and all Gray did was smile.

He thrust deeper, harder, feeding me his cock a little at a time until it pressed against the back of my throat and there was still a little more of him. I gagged when his piercing felt too big, my eyes watering, and he pulled back a little. But I saw the gleam as he watched me.

One tilt of his hand made him slip deeper again, pressing up against that limit. “It might not be today, little one, but you will take all of me.” I didn’t doubt him.

Between my legs there was only pleasure. “Here.” I heard River’s voice and two sets of hands held my legs higher and wider, exposing all of me. “She fell apart when I went a little faster.”

A deep groan. “Noted.”

Elias’s mouth was on me. River and Beck held me for him while Grayson took my mouth.

I melted.

The world blended into one haze of sensation. The rhythm of being filled and feasted on. The sharpness of citrus and the softness of Elias’s tongue on my aching clit.

Gray hissed out a breath, and that steadiness broke. Suddenly his strokes were harsher and deeper. “Make her come,” he growled. “Before I do.”

It was there, hovering at the edges like a neon sign just out of view. The elusive pleasure of something harder and deeper than the first orgasm they gave me. But it wasn’t?—

Elias’s tongue was gone and suddenly his fingers moved back and forth over my clit so fast it just felt good . I groaned around Gray’s cock, holding onto his hips because I feared I might get swept away.

The smack reached my ears before the stinging rocked through me. Lips smoothed away the burn and wrapped around my clit, sucking in fast, ruthless pulses. I couldn’t keep quiet, every sound muffled by Gray’s thrusts.

It all happened at once.

Like a damn had broken, pleasure rushed in from all sides. Elias didn’t stray from that maddening pace that made my body jerk in their hold. For one solitary second I thought my heart stopped before I screamed. The sound was immediately swallowed. Nowhere for it to go with my mouth full. I came and came and came like it was forever. For all I knew, it was.

Gray gripped both sides of my face and fucked my mouth, cursing. “I’m going to come. Fuck, I’m going to come.” It was too deep and too fast and I was still riding the crest of pleasure, so his pleasure was my pleasure too.

His moan was a sound I would never forget. I felt it everywhere . Gray’s accent was thicker as he pushed deep and into my throat, cock jerking, hips shaking. “There it is. I’m coming. Fuck .”

He thrust against my lips even though there was no more of him to give. I felt his cock jerk and he came straight into my throat. My body fought him, but he didn’t release me, holding me against his body.

I am the one who chooses how much you take and how much you can breathe.

Those words echoed around my brain. It was all so much and so good I didn’t know if I came again at the thought, but it felt that way. Elias now softly teased me with his tongue and the rest of me was at Gray’s mercy.

He pushed my hair back off my forehead and smiled, catching his breath before he pulled back. Not all the way. But enough for me to breathe.

“Suck it clean,” he ordered.

I did, and as he moved off my body, I saw the smug smiles on the other’s faces. They had proven me wrong.

“That was…”

“Not enough.” The words came from Beck. He lifted me and moved me, laying me so I was cushioned with pillows.

“More than enough.”

“There’s where you’re wrong, love.” He kissed me, teasing my lips softly. “It doesn’t matter that this is new or that we’re all leaving tomorrow and it will be hard to find time. No matter what, it will never be enough.”

This was the first real look I’d gotten at his full body, and even now I couldn’t focus, because Beck’s cock was the thickest of the four, and despite feeling like liquid after those orgasms, I wasn’t sure he would fit.

“Beck, I?—”

“Do you trust me?”

I did. My Omega did. And I was nodding before I’d made the decision to do so.

Beck’s accent seemed rougher now, his scent strengthening as he began to purr. This moment was just between the two of us. “We’ll fit, sweetheart. We’ll go slow.”

The thickness still stole my breath. Beck swept a hand down my ribs, squeezing my ass before curling one large hand around my thigh and lifting my leg around his waist. That small movement let him push in further. They’d already wrung so much pleasure out of me that there was no way I could come again.

Right?

Every push deeper made me a believer in the impossible because it felt so good . Nothing had ever felt the way they’d made me feel. I knew deep in my soul that it would never be better than them, because that’s how true it was that we were meant for each other.

Heat surged through me, slick rushing to help get him into me faster. Suddenly I needed him and I needed him now and I couldn’t wait anymore. I didn’t care. There was no way to describe the craving .

I pulled his face down to mine. “ Please ,” I begged softly. “I need all of you. I’m empty without it and I can’t take it anymore. Please, Beck.”

He cursed, his mouth crashing down on mine and cutting me off. But in my mind I still begged for him to fill me up so much that I’d never think about anything else. Ever.

One thrust and he buried himself in me all the way. It hurt just the way I needed, on the edge of shining glory. I was so close to coming again, and I no longer doubted if I could. Now I wondered if I’d be able to survive the kind of pleasure they could pull from me. And I smiled, because they would make sure to take care of me too.

I moaned into Beck’s mouth as he started to move. “I feel you everywhere.”

Beck snapped with a growl, fucking me hard and fast. My fingers were in his hair, my mouth forming words I couldn’t control, begging for more and more and more. He rolled his hips, hitting a place within me that turned my vision into nothing but gold. Pleasure crashed down onto me and up through me and everything narrowed to him and the friction of his cock inside me.

I couldn’t hear anything over the pounding in my own ears, but I felt him come. Felt his knot swell and lock us together in soul as well as body. Something deep eased. That current of nervous friction that had been there was gone now that we’d come together in the way we were meant to. Alpha and Omega.

Beck shook his head, but smiled. “I meant to go slow and take it easy on you.”

“Next time,” I murmured. My fingers were still in his hair, and even this deep inside me, he’d been right. It wasn’t close enough. I wrapped my limbs around him. Beck didn’t have to be told twice. He held me close, turning so I was draped over him, and someone else covered us with a blanket.

This felt right. All of us close. Together. Spent.

“Next time we’ll keep proving it.” River said. “If you can come three times, you can come more than that.”

My eyes were closing in blissful exhaustion. “Three times is fine. What about you?”

Lips brushed my spine before Gray spoke. “We have all night, little one. Rest. For now. There’s more where that came from.”

I wanted to ask how it could possibly get better than that? But my lips didn’t move, and the purr beneath my ear pulled me down into the rest they spoke of. Before I faded away, I think I smiled.