Page 6 of Four Fiances & I

“Mr and Mrs O’Reilly, I booked online half an hour ago,” Maximus announces. I smile as warmth rushes through my body. I love it when they guys already refer to me as their wife. I’m rarely introduced as their fiancée, and I will never get bored hearing it.

“Of course, I have already made sure everything is ready for you in the suite,” the receptionist smiles as she types something on her keyboard before lifting a key card and placing it on the desk on top of some papers already there.

“Here is your key and all the information about the facilities available. Do you require someone to take your bags?”

It suddenly dawns on me I have nothing with me, not even a hairbrush or change of underwear. But as I’m about to point this out, Maximus’s hand slides around to my hip and gives a quick squeeze.

“They aren’t here yet; my brother will drop one off in about an hour. His name is Sean O’Reilly. Give him a key card, and he will drop them off in the room before returning the key. No one else is to enter unless we say so.”

“Of course, Mr O’Reilly. Is there anything else you need? Would you like to book a table for dinner?” she asks, but Maximus shakes his head.

“No, we will eat in our suite.”

“That’s absolutely fine,” she smiles and notes something on the system. “Do you have any questions?” Maximus shakes his head and picks up the paperwork and key card.

“Okay, if you go to the end of the hall, you will find an elevator. The suite you booked is on the third floor. The elevator opens, facing the door to the suite.” The two of us thank her before Maximus takes my hand and leads me in the direction, she pointed us towards.

We stop in front of the elevator, and Maximus presses the button. He looks at me with a devious smile on his face. Leaning in, his lips stop just before they touch mine.

“I’ve wanted to bring you here for so long,” he whispers as his lips brush against mine.

“Why haven’t you?” I ask, leaning forward to close the distance between us, but he moves back, grinning further.

“Things get in the way, like you not knowing how I felt, brothers, arsehole parents and work.” The door opens in front of us, and we step inside. The second, the doors are closed, and Maximus presses the button for the third door; he walks me backwards until my back is pressed against the mirrored wall.

“Give me your phone, Shorty,” he demands, his hand held before him. Retrieving it from my handbag, he takes it from me and unlocks it before turning it off.

“As I said outside, I’m not sharing you for the next thirty hours. You will not be contacting any of your daddies until I say so. Is that understood?” When I nod, he arches one brow in warning.

“Yes, Daddy,” I answer quickly. It’s usually only Christian who demands I always use my words. But when the others are feeling particularly spicy, they demand the same thing. It’s their way of reminding me to use my safe words if things become too intense.

Maximus leans closer so his whole body is pressed against mine, sandwiching me between him and the mirror behind us.

“I can't wait to spend this time just you and me. No interruptions or having to share you.” He grinds up against me, rubbing me in just the right spot through my jeans.

“Daddy?” I gasp, my eyes rolling back as he rubs against me again.

“Yes, Shorty?” Maximus whispers against my neck.

“I need you.”

Maximus lifts his head and grins, a look I’ve come to associate with him being ready to blow me wide open.

“Where do you need me?”

“Everywhere!”

I barely get the word out as my whole body tightens with desperation. His hands leave the wall behind me as the door pings to signal we have reached our floor.

ChapterThree

JASMINE

Grabbing my ass, he lifts me so I can wrap my arms and legs around him as he carries me out of the elevator, coming to a stop in front of the door and pulling the key card from his back pocket.

In seconds, we are inside the room, and doors closed behind us. I know I should be paying attention to where we are and where Maximus is taking me, but I can’t tear my eyes from him.

Maximus carries me into the bedroom and kicks the door closed before placing me on my feet. The second I’m out of his arms, I want to jump back into them, wrapping myself around his body so I never feel empty again.

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