Owned (Office Intrigue Book 8) by Nicole Edwards (bill gates book recommendations txt) 📕

fact I’d come twice already, my cock kicked hard at the request. “Why don’t you join us?”

I thought for a moment she would deny me, but she finally nodded, a smile pulling at her lips.

To my surprise, she was first out of the bed, and I watched her long, lithe body as she moved across the room, disappearing into the bathroom.

Because I didn’t want to be left behind, I got up, went to the electronic tablet on the wall, keyed in an instruction, then went into the bathroom to join her.

Bram was naked, kneeling on one end of the shower, head lowered as he waited for me. Braelyn was on the other end, her gaze swinging between the two of us. The shower in my room was very similar to the one in hers, a wall of crystal-clear glass separating us from the outdoors, offering a breathtaking view. But in mine, there was nothing to obscure that view, the shower heads mounted overhead rather than splitting the glass. At the ends, where the glass stopped and tile began, there were body jets for those moments when a rain shower wasn’t enough.

And while the ocean was nice, it was Braelyn who stole my breath.

I walked in, stood beneath one of the sprayers, watching Braelyn, gauging my next move carefully. Although she hadn’t balked at having Bram in the room with us or having him suck me dry, I wasn’t sure how she would respond to what I wanted now. I figured I would soon find out.

“Bram, wash me,” I instructed.

Braelyn’s attention shifted to me, and I saw her amber eyes glitter with intrigue. Clearly she was too focused to notice that Rolphe had stepped into the bathroom, joining us at my request.

“Rolphe, wash my dirty girl.”

Her head snapped around, eyes widening as Rolphe discarded his jeans and walked into the shower.

While Bram’s hands roamed over me, soaping me from head to toe, Rolphe held up his hand for Braelyn. She hesitated but then placed hers in his and allowed him to lead her over to another of the sprayers, this one offering me a better view.

I could see the trepidation in her eyes, but it lasted only briefly. As soon as Rolphe’s hands began to massage her scalp, she visibly relaxed. I watched as Rolphe tended to Braelyn, shampooing, conditioning, then moving on to soap her skin with his bare hands. Her nipples pebbled when he grazed her breasts, and she swayed as he paid special attention to between her legs.

“Does it please you to watch him do this?” she asked, her eyes meeting mine.

I loved how bold she was becoming.

“Greatly,” I admitted.

When both possessions had completed their tasks, I joined Braelyn, ordering Rolphe to move over to Bram.

Standing behind her, I pulled her beneath the spray with me, leaning down and whispering in her ear.

“What do you want to see, dirty girl?”

Her breath hitched, but she remained quiet.

“I know you’re curious. Tell them what you want to see. Command them to do what will please you.”

Braelyn tilted her head up, peering back at me, and I nodded. I’d seen the way she watched them, knew she was turned on by the hedonistic aspect of having them here with us.

“I want Rolphe to…” She dragged in a breath, the next words coming out softer. “To fuck him.”

Deciding to make it easier, I commanded Rolphe to do her bidding. “Use the lube. Bram, ride Rolphe’s cock. We want to watch.”

When the two men came together, it wasn’t choreographed, nor was it forced. It was exquisite, two masculine men touching without hesitance, mouths colliding, hands roaming. They started out touching, tasting, skin to skin.

With my arms still around Braelyn, I could feel her arousal, the way her body softened, her breaths becoming choppy. Never did she look away as Rolphe slicked his cock before taking a seat on the long teak bench. Bram kept his eyes on us as he positioned himself over Rolphe, slowly inching down on him until Rolphe was lodged to the hilt inside him.

“Oh, God,” Braelyn whimpered.

I let my hands wander over her, kneading her breasts, pinching her nipples while we watched Bram lift and lower on the thick cock filling him.

“You like watching,” I whispered in her ear. “You like seeing them together.”

She nodded, although it hadn’t been a question.

When my hands wandered lower, over her belly, Braelyn shifted her feet apart, giving me access to the silky, wet center of her. I didn’t hesitate, sliding in one finger, then two, pumping my hand, grinding the heel of my palm against her clit. It wasn’t long before her moans echoed along with theirs.

“If you want them to come, you have to give them permission.”

Her head fell back against my shoulder as she ground herself against my fingers.

“You may come,” she announced, pressing against me. “Make me come, Talon. Please make me come.”

My eyes remained on them, letting them see the pleasure I received from seeing them even as I added a third finger, fucking deep inside Braelyn. As they’d been trained to do, they didn’t come until she did. The instant her cries of pleasure filled the space, they followed her over. Bram’s body bucked, his cock spurting in his hand while Rolphe’s arms banded around Bram, holding him still while he drained his balls deep inside him.

“Thank you for that,” Braelyn whispered, though I suspected she was talking to them, not me.

They obviously thought so, too, because there was something in their eyes—pleasure, maybe—as they nodded back at her.

I dismissed them, then turned Braelyn in my arms and sealed my mouth to hers. I didn’t take more than her kiss, but I ensured she could feel my excitement, my need as I plundered her mouth.

“Did you enjoy that?”

“Yes,” she said against my lips. “I guess I really am a dirty girl.”

“My dirty girl,” I said, peering down into her eyes. “Mine.”

I held her for a moment, unable to hide my smile. When she finally settled, I released