Chapter 19: All Three

The fourth-floor walk-up had one bed, one window and a radiator that clanked.

Three billionaires stood in my bedroom doorway and filled it.

I locked the front door behind them and dropped the key into my tote.

"Rule one," I said. "I decide the night."

"Whose?" said Christian.

"All of yours."

Nobody spoke.

Dorian let out a long, unsteady breath, and Maddox took off his glasses and set them on my dresser, folded, beside the lip balm.

I sat on the edge of the bed in my eighty-dollar dress.

"Come here," I said. "One at a time. I want to see each of you do it."

Christian came first.

He knelt on the floor between my knees and pushed the slip up my thighs with both palms.

"I'm going to taste you," he said.

"Say it again."

"I'm going to taste you, Lena."

"Do it."

He put his mouth on me through my underwear, and I felt the heat of his breath, and I fell back on my elbows.

Dorian climbed onto the bed behind me.

He drew my dress up over my head and dropped it on the floor, and his hands closed over my bare breasts.

His mouth found the soft place under my ear, and he said, low, "That's the spot, isn't it."

"Yes," I said. "Don't stop."

Maddox did not move.

He stood at the foot of the bed in his open shirt and watched me with his dark, unguarded eyes.

"Maddox," I said.

"Yes."

"You said you wanted to earn it."

"Yes."

"Then come here and kiss me."

He crossed the room and bent over the bed, and his mouth took mine.

It was slow and deep and sure, and I moaned into it, and Christian's tongue slid under the lace and found my clit.

I arched off the sheets.

Three sets of hands held me, and not one of them took more than I gave.

Christian worked me with his mouth, long and steady, and when I shook he pushed two fingers inside me and curled them.

I came with a cry I had to bury in Maddox's shoulder.

Dorian laughed against my neck, a rough, happy sound.

"Again," he said.

"Not yet," I said, breathless. "Take your clothes off. All of you."

They did.

It took a few seconds, and nobody spoke, and nobody tried to be first.

My bed had never held so much skin.

I pulled Christian up by his shirt front and kissed him, and I tasted myself on his mouth.

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