Room One Hundred and Eleven (Bred By Billionaires)

10. Carter

CHAPTER 10

Carter

P oppy’s trying to kill me.

Actually, it’s worse than that.

She’s not some femme fatale, artful in the ways of seduction and manipulation.

Our beauty is a natural. Perfect for us in every way. Tying my balls in knots simply by being.

Son of a bitch, we’re in trouble. There isn’t a clause in our contract that deals with falling for the woman we planned to breed.

I’m one stroke in. One. A single pump into paradise and I’m already on the verge of breaking. I’ll tag Knox next because if I’m this rattled, Aiden is doomed.

Let’s face it. We all are.

Something bigger than we bargained for is going down. It’s not only being in Poppy bare or the anticipation of flooding her with our release when we’re always so damn careful not to do exactly that with our playmates triggering our frenzy.

It’s her. She’s the perfect fit.

For all three of us, plus the family we found with each other and hope to expand.

Maybe not only by one person, but now two—a baby and its mother.

Fuck! That’s not how this was supposed to go.

Our necklace around Poppy’s delicate neck glints in the candlelight. It reminds me that this bond is forever. Not only for her, as we’d expected, but also for us.

Damn it! I wanted an heir, not a sticky situation.

There will be plenty of time to worry about that later, though. Nothing is going to keep us from holding up our end of the agreement now that we’ve unleashed the wanton hiding inside our innocent beauty.

Fisting Knox’s cock, I lead him to Poppy as she cries out and reaches for him, desperate to be filled.

I fit him to her and slap his ass, all the encouragement he needs.

Knox cups her shoulders and grinds, working his shaft deeper and deeper with micro-strokes that drill him forward then back a bit. His advance is slow and measured, assisted by my restraining hand on his hip.

I won’t let him loose on her.

Not before she’s ready for his wild side.

Aiden doesn’t mean to make matters worse. He’s kissing our beauty, cooing to her, helping her adjust to having a man—her second one—tunneling into her tight, slick passage.

The effect his sweet whispers and caresses have on her only encourages her to move with Knox, matching the rhythm he sets between her legs. She’s a quick learner.

It’s not long before he’s riding her, lifting her higher and higher while Aiden assists. He’s playing with her tits, licking and biting them. Suckling the sting away before starting again.

I’d jerk off to the sight of my lovers double-teaming her, but I want my come in her, not splattered across the three of them.

The fact that I can’t stand so much as my own hand on my dick without losing my legendary control is a bit of a shock.

Knox is about to understand.

In a ridiculously short amount of time, he whips his gaze to mine.

“Close already?” Aiden pauses, a groan vibrating Poppy’s breast.

Her cute toes curl in the fuck-nest and her fists drum on the fabric beside her. “Don’t stop. Please. Right there. Again. I need it.”

“You heard our beauty.” I pet Knox’s flank. “You’re not going to quit. Not this time. You’re going to come. Flood that tight pussy. Make a mess of it and pump it full of your seed.”

“Too soon,” he grunts while he keeps fucking as if his hips aren’t responding to his brain.

Normally, I’d pull him back. Physically, if necessary.

I keep him in check when he’s not able to do it himself.

Everything about tonight is different—special, indulgent, and reckless.

“Don’t worry.” I grin at our partner. “Aiden will get you hard again while he’s taking his turn.”

“Oh!” Poppy gasps and shudders, on the brink of falling with Knox.

“Fuck!” Aiden’s cock jerks, and a bit of precome spurts from his tip onto Poppy’s hipbone. I swipe it off onto my index finger. Normally I’d feed it to Knox, or lick it off myself.

Tonight, I slip my finger beside Knox’s dick and tuck it into Poppy’s pussy.

It feels so wrong it’s right. Opposite of everything we’ve always feared and avoided.

Dangerous. Forbidden. Perfect.

“I’m going to—” Knox strains, the tendons in his neck standing out as he slams home, pushing the fluid even deeper into our beauty.

“Good boy.” I pat his ass. “Blow.”

Of course, as I say it, I’m staring at Poppy. She’s transfixed. Could our interactions do more for her arousal than the steady pumping of Knox’s dick or the suckling of Aiden’s lips?

Her eyes roll back and she comes. Hard.

Milking Knox’s cock so that he has no hope of resistance.

Ever helpful, I glide my hand down Knox’s back—slick with perspiration—and grab his ass. If my fingers slip into his crack, rimming his tight hole, I figure it will only make him come that much harder and increase our chances of getting what we really want from our beauty.

An heir for me.

A family for Aiden.

And a hell of a good time for Knox.

A shudder runs through him before he caves, unloading every drop of his release in the far reaches of her pussy. Giving his swimmers the best chance of making it to their destination.

“That’s right.” I fist one hand in his hair, tugging with exactly as much force as he prefers. The other goes to Poppy’s throat.

My fingers fit perfectly along the line of the chain we put there.

I swear the energy of their climaxes runs through me, electrifying me as they come apart in each other’s arms, and my hands.

Aiden’s chest heaves as if he’s just come home from one of his long morning runs.

“Almost,” I promise him. “Let them finish.”

“Hurry, Knox. Please.” Aiden’s practically vibrating with desire.

I catch Knox when he would collapse on top of our beauty and Aiden. Spent, he hangs in my grasp. From here, it’s easy to spot the pearly liquid squeezing out of Poppy’s tight pussy onto the neatly trimmed hair at the base of his softening cock.

“What a good boy.” I rake my teeth down his neck, just below his ear, making him jerk and shove into Poppy once more. “Look at that mess you made. You filled her up nicely. A very good start.”

“Start?” Poppy blinks her dazed eyes open.

“That’s right.” I smile as I brush my thumb over her lips. “It’s only the beginning.”

As Aiden takes Knox’s place, Poppy clings to him.

Their mouths align. I let them kiss for a bit before I gesture to Knox.

He nudges Aiden’s shoulder, getting his attention. Our boy knows what Knox needs. And what I want. He hesitates, glancing to Poppy then back as if to ask, “What will she think?”

I shrug one shoulder. We’re about to find out.

“You want to see how these two work on each other?” I ask our beauty, taking away Aiden’s flash of insecurity.

Or really, Poppy does that when she moans even louder than she did when I slid home inside her for that first irrevocable stroke that stole her virginity.

The moment I’ll cherish and replay on an infinite loop in my dirtiest fantasies for the rest of my life.

Knox spears his thumb into Aiden’s mouth, breaking the kiss he’s sharing with Poppy. “Suck it good, Aiden. I want to take her up again. Help me.”

“Go ahead.” I wrap my hand around the back of Aiden’s neck and help him stretch for his prize. “Take him into your throat and I’ll tuck you into Poppy’s pussy.”

As if he wouldn’t devour our best friend anyway. The man is a cock-sucking machine.

Rather than devour Knox in a single gulp, he takes his time, nuzzling our friend’s balls, sniffing deeply to catch the mingled scent of his junk and Poppy’s arousal. Then he laps at the proof of Knox’s possession. Of the seed he deposited in our beauty.

“Show me what he likes?” she begs him.

And he does.

Aiden doesn’t need another excuse. He draws Knox’s semi into his mouth and lips his balls. All the while, he’s humping Poppy, trying desperately to worm his way inside her without his hands.

The glide of his engorged head over her clit and sensitive opening are rekindling the embers of her passion.

She rocks toward him.

“Do you like watching Aiden suck Knox’s dick?” It’s obvious that she does, but sometimes Knox and Aiden need to hear it. Every once in a while, they worry that our lovers won’t appreciate the relationship the three of us share despite how often I like to prove otherwise.

Poppy is no exception.

She traces the spot where Knox’s lips ring Aiden’s dick.

The frothy white foam there is no deterrent either.

Remnants of Aiden’s and Poppy’s mingled secretions only make Aiden grind against Poppy harder. Faster. And more desperately. “Help me, Carter.”

“I love it when you beg so pretty.” I kiss his cheek and Poppy shudders beneath us.

“Please, can I have him?” She joins in the assault on my wicked restraint.

A feral smile spreads across my face.

Nothing has ever felt so damn right.

“Of course, beauty.” I let her suck my finger for a few seconds, thrilled when she mimics Aiden’s motions on Knox’s dick. “Take as much as you can. Be greedy. We love that.”

I stroke Aiden a time or two, just enough to tease him, not to shorten his time in the heaven between Poppy’s legs. Then I line him up and send him home.

As he sinks deeper and deeper, groaning with each forward motion, I rub circles over Poppy’s clit. Aiden’s abs sandwich my hand to Poppy’s soft stomach as he leans forward to suck Aiden’s cock while he fucks our beauty to another orgasm.

Focused on pleasing his partners—his ultimate passion—he holds out far longer than Knox.

Poppy’s come twice before his hips begin to twitch, his stride hitching as he pumps into her.

He chokes on Aiden’s dick, which is fully hard again.

“Let go, Aiden.” I pull him off Knox. “You’ll have to wait for some other time to drink him. We need that.”

As if shaken back to reality, Aiden stares down at Poppy. She’s returning his gaze with her own, filled with awe and adoration, quivering as he delivers reliable, smooth ecstasy.

“Are you going to fall with him, beauty?” I ask her, running my fingers through her hair before leaning in to draw on the spot just below her ear.

She arches into our hold. “Yes!”

“Take her with you Aiden.” I flick my stare to him, daring him to disobey my command. He’s too good of a boy for that.

He swivels his hips, making sure to rub the base of his cock over her clit as he pounds into her with the speed and intensity she seems to prefer most from him.

And when Knox leans down to kiss her, pinning her hands above her head, she flies.

Screams rain around us, impossible for Aiden to resist.

He throws his head back and curses, the cords in his neck standing out in the candlelight as he surrenders. His abs ripple in time to the jets of come he unleashes in our beauty.

The pulsing of his balls ensures he’s unloading every drop of rapture he can inside her.

I raise her hips, shoving a pillow under her ass to keep her tilted enough that only the barest trickle runs out of her when Aiden finally retreats.

Even that’s too much. I scoop up every bit and push it back into her steaming depths. Velvety wetness hugs my finger. Though I want to taste it—or better, bury my face in her and eat it all out—I don’t, giving her every bit.

“Swap.” I assist Aiden, clasping him to my chest until he can manage to kneel upright above Poppy’s head, straddling her shoulders.

Knox practically dives between her limp legs, tossing them over his shoulders as he gets back to work.

Poppy sighs when he slides home, the come inside her easing the way for Knox’s cock.

This time, she doesn’t wait for Knox to return the favor for Aiden.

She cranes her neck, sucking lightly on Aiden’s balls as he floats down from his epic orgasm.

And only when he starts to grunt softly, and she begins to make needy sounds in time to Knox’s slow glides within her, does Knox lean forward and add his mouth to the mix.

I could watch them do this all night, and apparently do.

Even I’ve lost track of the number of times their ecstasy has reverberated off the walls when we’re interrupted during one of our lengthening sessions.

A knock comes on the door. “Gentlemen, the club is closing in twenty minutes.”

We did it. We made it all night.

Knox groans. “I’m done, Carter. Tapping out.”

“Good boy.” I crush my mouth to his, swallowing his tongue and the taste of Knox and Poppy’s combined flavors there. “Daddy will finish for you.”

Poppy whimpers, long past articulating her desires.

But she reaches for me.

And that’s all the motivation I need.

I roll her onto her hands and knees. Aiden and Knox are there to hold her hips in place, her own limbs far too wobbly to support her by now. They lift her ass in the air and spread her for me.

My cock is so hard and has held out so long it aches. I’m afraid the head might split open as I return to her, only to find it every bit as good as that first monumental stroke.

This time, I plow through her saturated pussy effortlessly. Each lunge forward forces cream from her. The sound reminds me of boots stuck in the mud, or stirring a pot of mac and cheese, and I relish the idea of getting filthy with her. Covering myself in all of our dirty desires.

I grab her ass, my fingers digging in while I pound into Poppy fast and furiously enough to make it jiggle.

It’s an incredible view.

The slaps of my abdomen on her bottom and thighs shatter the calm of the space, filling it with primal possession and pure instinctual survival drive instead.

Our beauty turns her face to the side, her profile exposed to the firelight.

Glowing, sweating, gasping, lost to the reaction of her body to us. To me, damn it.

I don’t dare look at her face too long while I prepare to unload. If I did—if I watched her come with me after all we’ve wrung out of her already—I would crack. I’d kiss her while we shared this final peak together.

And if I did that, there’d be no holding back.

Our contract would be null and void, because I’d be the one breaking it.

Thinking of forevers and weddings and growing old together instead of our purpose.

To fill her womb with our child.

My fucking stutters as the thought overwhelms me with desire stronger than any I’ve felt before. I’d worry about leaving Poppy hanging, but her body is in sync with mine.

Tightening even as I resume pushing through the tunnel of muscles strangling me.

“This is it, beauty.” I tug on the chain around her neck. “Get ready for my load.”

“Yes!” she shouts, every inhibition deconstructed by our joint pleasure.

Knox curses and Aiden groans as my balls tighten.

I roar.

Finally allowing myself to let go.

To come.

So deep inside her I don’t know where I end and she begins.

I sink my teeth into her shoulder.

Poppy fists the soft covers in her hands, her feet kicking behind me, and explodes.

The spasms of her orgasm wring me from root to tip.

Endless spurts blast her, soaking her and overflowing her. The milky white liquid Aiden, Knox, and I have poured into her form an ocean of lust that drowns her in us.

And when it’s over, they’re there to catch me. To keep me from crushing our beauty when both she and I are left completely boneless.

They roll me off her, to my side, and together we crash in a tangled pile of limbs and sweat and the gluey aftermath of our carnal gluttony.

“Beauty, you okay?” Aiden spoons her, bundling her in the safety of his cocooning arms.

When she doesn’t respond, Knox angles for a better look over my spent and useless form.

“Beauty?” He shakes her shoulder gently.

But the only response from her is the most adorable snore I’ve ever heard.

I laugh. And laugh. And laugh.

Knox looks at me like I’ve really lost it this time, because that’s his job. Even Aiden raises a brow when I can’t catch my breath. But this was the most exhilarating night of my life, and I can’t wait to do it again tomorrow. Maybe these dumbasses knew what they were doing when they convinced me this was a good idea.