Page 44 of Accidental Theirs
I look over at him, wondering if he’ll freak out.
He’s always been pretty possessive, and when I catch his eye, his throat works.
I do my best to telepathically ask him how he’s doing, but he gives me a little half-smile.
“You look amazing on top of him, Liv.”
Pleasure sweeps through me between Dominic’s words and Damien’s dick dragging along my g-spot.
My head spins, black spots appearing before my eyes before I squeeze them shut.
Damien grabs the back of my head, pulling me closer and kissing me hungrily, his tongue licking into my mouth.
I’m surprised by the violence of the kiss, by the way he thrusts up beneath me desperately.
It’s a lot more feral than I’d ever expected professional Damien to get.
He’svocaltoo, moaning my name into my mouth, switching between kissing my lips and the base of my throat.
Dominic makes a sound in the back of his throat that sounds distressed, but when I look up at him, his face is strained with something other than jealousy.
He scoots forward, getting closer to me.
Sebastian stands, moving out of the way as if he wants a better view.
I pant against Damien’s mouth, vaguely aware of them moving around, fireworks exploding in my lower stomach as I’m vaulted into an orgasm that makes me even dizzier.
Dominic’s hands on my hips, clutching tight, so tight I might bruise, make me moan louder as my orgasm rushes through me.
“Fuck. Look at you. Moving like a damn goddess,” Dominic murmurs, right against my ear, and I realize he’s still holding my hips as Damien thrusts up beneath me.
Then he starts to bounce me on Damien’s dick, the friction making me come again.
We’ve barely been at this for thirty minutes, and I’ve already had three orgasms. I’m not going to be able to walk tomorrow, but that’s okay.
I’ve got Saturday and Sunday to recover.
“Oh. Oh, faster, just a little bit faster…”
Damien grunts, stiffening his lower body as Dominic works me on top of him.
He bounces me faster, using all his strength to move me up and down, and I nearly scream when another orgasm hits right behind the last one.
I black out for a few seconds, or maybe longer, or at least I guess I do, because I don’t remember Damien spilling inside me.
He pants and whines when Dominic moves me off him, and I look over at Sebastian when he hums low in his chest.
“Do you need a break, little girl?”
“I’m nobody’s little girl.”
“You’re mine. For tonight, anyway, you’re our little doll, aren’t you? Letting us do whatever we want to that tight, little body.”
I moan softly as Damien kisses my throat again and Dominic wipes a cool cloth along my face.
“I don’t need a break. I promise. It feels so good. Want more.”
Sebastian looks me up and down, as if sizing me up, and I look up at him defiantly, sticking my chin up.
