The Billionaires’ Prize (The Heiress Merger #2)

27. Gabe

The four of us cramming ourselves in the back seat of Alex’s SUV is wild and reckless.

I don’t hate it.

How could I when the long, lean line of Kingston’s hot AF body is smashed next to mine? When my best friend is right over there, holding our girl in his arms? When Katherine looks at me through lowered lashes, an unholy mix of passion and challenge?

The overhead light dims. Outside, the parking deck bulbs cast pale blue light through the cab.

“Come for us again.” I can’t wait to watch her unravel again.

Finding out that Katherine “Ice Queen” Montgomery has been strutting around Manhattan with a wireless vibe nestled in her pretty pink pussy sends electricity zinging through my veins. It’s so unlike her. Or the her I’ve built up in my mind.

Kingston hums, fingers flexing into her thigh. “Is that what you want, Wildfire? Want us to make you feel good?”

She tears her gaze from mine and looks at King, expression softening as she stares at his lips. “Mmhmm.”

From the corner of my eye, I see him grin. “Like Alex said, thank goodness for tinted windows.”

I hold the phone up to Kingston’s face to unlock it and then swipe my finger across the screen, activating the toy.

“Gabe. . .” She moans my name, and I’m not sure if it’s censure or pleasure. But she doesn’t stop me. In fact, her free leg falls open, stretching the thin fabric of her panties over the. . . what color is her toy? Pink? Purple?

Somewhere in between. Who cares?

I give the purple bar at the top of the screen a swipe.

Her moan of pleasure is louder than the vibe.

“So eager, Princess.” I love that. The way she bites her lower lip and lifts her breasts as she sucks in a deep breath.

It’s like the longer she’s with us, the more the ice around her melts. She comes alive in our laps, toes curling against my thighs, fingers gripping whatever she can hang onto.

“Damn, Wildfire. I always knew you were gorgeous, but?—”

She pulls Alex down into another kiss, moaning against his lips. The long, creamy column of her throat calls to me, and I stare at it, longing to leave my mark there. Does she smell as good as I remember?

King slides a hand up her middle, cupping her left breast. She gasps into Alex’s mouth and presses herself into Kingston’s hand. He pinches her nipple through her dress, rolling the peak between his finger and thumb until she is writhing with need.

I increase the speed, power, whatever these buttons do. Damn, I can’t wait to study it and find out what turns her on. Can the three of us add the app to our phones? A smirk stretches my lips. If not, a little reprogramming is in order. God, I can’t wait. We’re going to drive her wild.

“Mmm. . .” Her muscles tighten, then she shudders.

Pulling away from Alex, she sucks in a deep breath. Her lips glisten in the low light, and she shoots me a challenging look. Make me come.

I squirm in my seat, needing to adjust myself. The men next to me are no doubt in the same predicament. Hard, anxious, wanting out of this SUV and into her arms.

Her left brow quirks up, as if she’s guessing how uncomfortable I am. The heat in her gorgeous blue-green eyes burns me from the outside in. I need to make her come and see that moment of rapture. And then I’m taking her upstairs to my bed.

I mentally count the distance between the SUV and the elevator. The elevator to my bedroom.

Damn. We’re not all going to fit in my bed.

The movie room, I mentally amend. The plush, U-shaped sectional has dual ottomans, and if you push everything together, it turns into a massive bed.

Oh god. Why did I have to think about that? My cock grows even harder.

Katherine slides a foot over my thigh, softly grazing my deprived dick. I suck in a sharp breath, instinctually turned on at being touched and also scared because feet and dicks don’t usually play well together.

“Everything okay?” she murmurs, a sexy pout playing over her lips.

Fuck, she’s so damn kissable.

And so careful as she rubs the arch of her foot back and forth down my length.

I grunt, running my hand up her smooth shin. “Just more used to you wanting to kick me in the nuts.”

She purrs. “You haven’t given me a reason to lately.”

The sweet bite of her comment turns me on even more. I close a hand over her foot, stilling it. “That feels too good.”

“You don’t want to feel good?”

“I want to make you feel good, Princess. We all do.” I lean forward and glance at Alex, then King. Both men give tiny nods, letting me know we’re all in this together.

Her thighs drop wide, utterly shameless and incredibly gorgeous. This is the confident, beautiful woman I first met. The one who never backed down, opposed me at every turn, and frustrated and teased me. And here she is, raising the stakes even higher.

Does she know what she does to me with those breathy little dares?

I toggle the purple bar higher, and Katherine sags, a shuddering breath leaving her lips. Her lashes flutter closed, and her thighs tremble.

King tugs the bodice of her sundress down, revealing her perfect tits. Alex groans, but he’s wedged behind King now, who leans forward, sucking on her creamy skin.

“Oh!” Her shout bounces off the windows, and I make a mental vow to hear that again and again.

King growls against her breast, and whatever he’s doing to her makes her toes curl against my dick.

Shit. I don’t dare move her foot because I don’t want to ruin her orgasm. Not today.

Shoving the phone into Alex’s massive paw, I skim my hands up the inside of her thighs. Hooking a thumb beneath the edge of her panties, I tug them aside and watch the vibe flutter against her clit.

“What do you need, Katie Bird?”

She gives a happy little sigh as she reaches for the headrest on the driver’s seat. “Touch me.”

I grin and cup a hand over her pussy, pressing the vibe deeper. The toy is slick with her juices. The sounds bubbling from her lips loosen my control. I want her to fucking shatter. Control snapped. Composure wrecked.

I skim my other hand up her thigh, relishing her soft skin. She whimpers and thrusts her hips against my hand.

King moves to her other breast with a groan of ecstasy. Man’s not wrong. Those pink tips are the thing dreams are made of.

I flip my hand, rocking the vibe against her clit and damn if she doesn’t lock those thighs together, trapping my arm. But I don’t stop, don’t ease up.

“That’s it, Princess. Take what you need.”

The vibrations intensify beneath my palm, and I see Alex’s thumb on the purple bar, slowly increasing the power. I tease my middle finger down to the puckered hole of her ass, her slick easing the way.

King lifts his head, settling back into the seat, his hand smoothing over her torso, then back up to her breast. We all work together. He touches her, teasing her breasts. Alex leans over, feathering a kiss against her lips. I press my finger deeper.

“Please. . .” The word tears from her lips, a harsh whisper. “Please, please, please.”

It’s a chant. A plea. A prayer.

I tighten my hand, driving the vibe deeper into her cunt. That does the trick and her muscles tighten, then tremble. She whimpers against Alex’s lips, convulsing, and I hold my hand steady as she rides out her orgasm.

Fuck, she’s lovely.

Flushed pink, eyes shut, mouth open. Hips making tiny little circling motions in Kingston’s lap.

“Ohmygod.” He groans. “You’re killin’ me, Wildfire.”

Alex gives a husky laugh, smirking past the younger man. I return his smile.

Princess gives a little moan, jerking her hips back, trying to get away from the pressure. I’d tease her further, but my dick is about to rip out of my pants. And Kingston’s eyes clench shut as if he’s barely hanging on.

Alex takes pity on her and turns the toy off. I right her panties as Kingston kisses her breasts and then tugs her dress back into place.

“Everybody out.” I reach for the door handle.

Don’t miss The Heiress’s First Date, Book Three in The Heiress Merger series.