Page 58 of Billionaire Daddies Next Door

Smith was under me, his face pinched as my core clamped down on him. Bear was beside me, stroking himself. That meant Chase was in my ass and he’d been pushed too far, as well, it seemed. His grip on my hips was bruising and he didn’t hesitate to fuck me. Smith thrust his hips up and I was speared between them with my pleasure rocketing towards an explosion. Not wanting to leave Bear out, I reached over and took over pumping his cock. When I couldn’t keep the pace with the way my body was being rocked, he gripped my hand and guided it up and down his length faster.

“You’ve earned it, Princess. Come.” Bear’s command rushed through my body in a feeling of prickly heat. I threw my head back and felt my muscles stiffen and clench as pleasure unlike any I’d ever felt snaked through my body and filled me like a deep breath. Then, it was knocked out of me as that pleasure crested and slammed into me. My eyes rolled and I felt like my body and bones were being crushed into a little ball until everything released in a flood. Warmth and tingles stretched into my fingertips and toes, focused on my core, and poured out of me.

I felt Chase and Smith coming and it seemed like it was happening far away from where I was floating. I could hear the three of them grunting and swearing my name but I was in the clouds, riding the waves of my orgasm as it stretched on and on. I let my eyes close and my body go limp, trusting the guys to take care of me until I got back from the outer space they’d sent me to.

I woke with a start some time later and tried to lift my head but there was a big hand clasping the back of it, holding it to a wide chest. Blinking myself alert, I took stock of my body and felt a shudder of pleasure roll through me. It was an aftershock of my orgasm that felt like one of the normal, smaller orgasms I used to have before the guys. I moaned and let them happen until they slowed and then stopped.

“You good, Princess?” Bear stroked my hair and I felt his voice vibrating through his chest and into mine.

I slowly lifted my head and saw I was cradled in his lap at the top of my bed. Chase was flat on his back next to us and Smith was leaning against the post at the foot. They were all watching me, waiting to see what I was going to say after the intense sex we’d just had.

I giggled, the pleasure knocking any sense of pride out of me. “Fine. I love you, too.”

Bear snorted. “Still a brat after all that?”

Chase sat up. “Must just be who she is if she’s still sassy after coming so hard she passed out.”

I felt my cheeks heat. “Did you hear me? I said I love you. Each of you.”

Smith laughed. “I love you, too, baby.”

“I love you, Princess.”

“And I love you more than either of them, sweetheart.” Chase grunted when Bear hit him. “Fine. We all love you a lot.”

I cuddled into Bear’s chest and sighed happily. “I feel so lucky. Like I’ve won a lottery so big I could live a dozen lives and not spend it all.”

Bear’s chest rumbled as he made a noise of pleasure. “Glad you understand that now.”

“I just remembered I have a house that isn’t overrun by racoons.” Chase shifted so he was sitting with his back against the headboard. “I guess it can be a sex house for times we need to get away from the girls.”

“A sex house?” I looked at him with my head cocked to the side. “Really?”

“Who said you were moving in with us?” Smith laughed. “Fine. You can move in. Don’t cry about it.”

“I really think we should talk about this sex house. I feel like that’s something that would get around fairly quickly. I’m not sure I want us to be known as the couple with the sex house.” I shook my head. “I’m pretty sure I don’t want that, actually. The girls would definitely hear that when they’re older and they’d never look at us the same.”

Bear laughed quietly with a hopeful look on his face. “You’re planning on being around when they’re older?”

I ran my fingers over his beard and smiled. “Yeah, Bear, I am.”

Smith moved up the bed and sat next to us. “Get ready for thousands of tea parties.”

“And pranks that humiliate you.” Chase sighed. “And don’t forget the dog poop that comes out the size of a small dog.”

Bear grunted. “Are we trying to talk her out of this?”

I rested my cheek on his chest and sighed happily. “It won’t work. Plus, apparently, I come with a family of racoons, so I have my own shit.”

“We’ll take care of that.” Chase grunted. “And make your house our sex house. We can just sell mine.”

“What did I just say about sex houses?”

Smith shrugged. “I mean, I love the idea but maybe we can workshop the name.”

“The orgasm den?” Bear grunted when I elbowed him. “What?”

I rolled my eyes as they suggested more ridiculous names over my head. I listened to them hype each other up and smiled as I realized what a solid team I’d been brought into. I was snapped back into focus when one of the names they suggested made something click in my head.

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