Page 26 of Claimed By the Billionaires

Her heart started thudding even harder in her chest. The floor beneath her feet seemed to be shaking, but that was only because the whole of her started to quiver.

They came toward her, lessening the space between them with every step they took.

Self-preservation demanded she retreat, but nothing inside her was working anymore.

She grew fascinated with them again for the millionth time—it happened every time her gaze fell on them as if she were seeing them for the first time. The effect they had on her, and her body confused her to no end.

They were now so close to her that their body heat enveloped her from all sides.

She opened her mouth to say something. But her words were quickly extinguished when Konnor reached for her.

Cupping her face with both his hands, he lowered his mouth to hers.

The gasp she tried to emit was caught between his lips, and the instant her own lips parted, he filled her mouth with his tongue. The shocking hot contact scorched her, and then he swept over every inch of her mouth deeply and tenderly, and Winter found herself breathing through him.

He scalded every part of her. In her wildest imagination, this was not how she imagined a kiss would be. She wouldn’t have been able to put into words the sheer erotic intimacy of it.

Konnor created a rhythm as he kissed her, softly coaxing her tongue into his mouth and then sucking on her so possessively that heat swelled between her legs.

When he lifted his head away from her, she looked at him with stars in her eyes.

Houston took her next.

Wrapping an arm around her waist, he dragged her over his body. Houston didn’t just kiss her; he charmed her into kissing him. He dragged her lower lip down with his thumb, and she unconsciously darted her tongue out to lick it. Then he held his thumb a little more away from her, and she, in her new addictive state, followed him because all she wanted to do was lick him again.

And that’s when he captured her tongue and drew it deep into his mouth, allowing her to explore him the way Konnor had explored her. She didn’t hesitate. She tasted the same minty flavor in Konnor’s mouth as she did in Houston’s. She licked the inside of his lips, then his tongue, savoring the control but knowing he was just teasing her with it.

It didn’t take him long to show her he was still in charge. With his signature lazy move, he capsized her nerves over the edge and kissed her into another dimension before he licked her lips slowly and then released her.

In her desperation for more and to feel a completeness she didn’t know she harbored, she instantly sought out Aston.

The atmosphere thickened. All eyes were on him. A dejected wave settled over her that she couldn’t explain. Her world, already unstable, crashed, and tears threatened to spill over—

Aston swore almost viciously under his breath before he grabbed her. His hand curled around her neck, and as he squeezed, he crashed his lips down on hers.

He devoured her, kissing her as if he’d been previously starved and tightening his hand on her throat with every whimper she made until she decided to change his hold over her.

She kissed him back. It took him moments to realize what she was doing before he released her abruptly.

She saw only a blend of hatred and need on his face that confused her. But then he brushed her swollen lips with his finger, and instantly, she realized how wet she was.

Taking her by the arm, he led her out of the bar.

“Get in,” Aston ordered her.

She jerked herself free of Aston’s hold, and then, with angry, exaggerated movements, she climbed into their luxury car. Aston drove. Houston sat next to him, and Konnor sat at the back with her.

“Why?” she asked.

“Because it’s time."

And just like that, her reality returned.

She wrung her hands together, her anxiety shattering through the roof of her resilience.

They were going to brand her.

Then, take her virginity.

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