Page 170 of Filthy Hot Billionaire
I gripped his hair, jerked his head back. “You will take all of me.”
He growled, his back arched as I drove my cock deeper, taking and taking all that was mine. Knox remained still, allowed me to ride him hard, driving us both to that place only achieved when we were together like this.
I grunted, my balls drawing up as his ass milked my dick. I hissed as electricity arced in my spine.
“Come for me,” I snapped in his ear. “Fucking come for me, Knox.”
His garbled shout was followed by his ass locking down on my dick as he came. I shuddered violently, driving into him one final time and letting go. I panted, trying to keep my legs beneath me as I pulled out, fell against him.
Knox turned to face me, his mouth finding mine. “Forgiven?”
I kissed him back, sliding my tongue along his. “For now.”
“That matters,” he whispered. “You matter.”
“I know.” I did know.
And while I would never understand some of the things that drove Knox, I trusted him.
The question was: did I trust him with Emily? Because at some point in a very short time, she’d become just as important to me. Enough that I was willing to protect her, even if it had to be from Knox.
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Emily
I was a voyeur.
That was the only explanation for my overwhelming fascination for what just transpired between Knox and Kieran in the shower.
They hadn’t realized I was watching them, which only made it hotter. Before them, I’d never witnessed two men together, and if the state of my arousal was any indication, I found the act insanely erotic. I figured it had a lot to do with the power struggle that had taken place, the way Kieran had fought for domination and ultimately succeeded.
Yes, I found it hot that Knox had submitted to Kieran. Really hot. Probably had something to do with the fact that Knox was always in control, the ultimate alpha male. That hadn’t been the case for those few stolen moments they’d shared while I observed from the shadows.
When they were finished, I snuck out of the bathroom, returning to my bed. I didn’t bother with the blankets, having no desire to hide from them when they eventually emerged. I was not disappointed to see that neither of them had gotten dressed.
My gaze slid over Kieran first. His long, lean body, those chiseled abs, the smooth muscles on his superb chest. And then Knox, with the dark thatch of soft hair, the treasure trail leading down. Every inch of them was honed to perfection. Separately, they were delicious. Together, they were mouthwatering.
“What are you doing, love?” Kieran asked, his full attention on my hand moving between my legs.
A soft moan was my only reply because I wasn’t interested in conversation. No, I wanted something else. Something that would take the edge off for a little while. Last night, when Knox had slipped into bed with us, I’d been primed for his return. I’d temporarily sated the ache, but now I wanted more. I needed some of what I’d witnessed. I needed Kieran and Knox to turn some of that dominance on me.
I closed my eyes, gave myself over to my probing fingers, willing them to join me.
I got part of my wish a moment later when Kieran crawled up on the bed between my spread legs. I sensed he was still fueled by the passion he’d unleashed on Knox moments ago. He proved me right when he moved my hand away and settled his face between my legs.
“Does this pussy need some attention?” he growled softly, warm breath fanning over sensitive flesh.
My back arched when he dragged his tongue right up the center, licking me like an ice cream cone.
“How about your clit?” His tongue flicked the sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Kieran … please.” It wasn’t enough.
“Mmm,” he hummed softly. “Ambrosia.”
“Please,” I begged on a ragged groan.
Kieran chuckled, then pressed my thighs back and devoured me.
