His Big Reveal: An Interracial BWWM Billionaire Romance (BWWM Alpha Males) (8 page)

Chapter Three

The forty-five minute drive to their mansion took twenty minutes with Sloan’s instructions to the driver to get them home as quickly as possible. He was ready for Sascha and hell, Grey hadn’t been able to take his lips from her body since he brought her up to their suite. Sascha was ready for them too, he knew. The scent of her arousal hung heavy in the air but there was something else there, an earthy essence that seemed to emanate from her that sucked him into her orbit. He knew now it was that pull, that compulsion that made him angry during their first meeting. He didn’t like feeling as though he couldn’t help his attraction to her.

Grey was right, there was something special about her. But it took more than an intoxicating scent to make an alpha female worthy of two alpha males. Sloan was so lost in his thoughts, in her scent he barely realized the car had stopped moving. “We’re here.” His throat was scratchy, his skin heated with desire.

All three embarked from the sleek black car and moments later they were inside the cavernous residence. It was too dark to see any details and with the dimmer on low, the sitting room had a dark and mysterious air. Sexy. Grey was able to keep his lips off her long enough to fill three glasses with a golden liquid while Sloan lit the fireplace. She sat watching both handsome men, wondering what events had lead her here to be fucked, to be taken by these two delicious specimens. A throaty moan escaped her mouth at the thought and she opened her eyes in alarm. Yep, they both stopped setting the mood to stare at her. “Sorry. I was uh, just. Fuck. I was just thinking about…,”

“What?” That was Sloan practically growling the question at her but she knew it wasn’t frustration, he was hanging on to his composure by a very thin thread.

She let out a heavy sigh mixed with embarrassment and something more primitive. “I was thinking about what it would be like to have you. Both of you. At the same time.” She heard simultaneous growls coming from different directions but they were different, easy to distinguish. The sound was guttural, it was heady and it went straight to the ache between her legs.

As both men stalked to her she could see it, the wolf inside them. The way their sleek muscles glided and bunched with every predatory step only highlighted the beast within each man. The heat from each of them only intensified with every step closer and she felt something, like those glowing golden eyes were lulling her into a trance. Her entire body relaxed, going limp and loose on the sofa. Sloan and Grey each held out a hand to her and she took it as though in a daze because in the next moment she was naked and sprawled on pillows in front of the large stone fireplace.

“Are you ready for us lovely Sascha?” She couldn’t look away from his eyes, they held her attention and all she could do was nod. “Good.” She looked left and right, a big strong man kneeling on each side of her and slowly undressing.

She cried out when each man took a breast in his mouth. Tongues swirled, teeth nipped and fingers massaged her breasts until she was squirming beneath big strong hands. All she could focus on was the way they were making her feel, bringing her nipples to near painful peaks before she felt two hands gliding over her ribs and down her stomach, traveling through the small strip of hair on her mound and stopping at the wetness dripping between her legs. “Ah, shit,” she gasped when she felt one and then two fingers slide through the moisture and deep into her pussy. “Oh fuck. Oh, oh!” She couldn’t contain the pleasure that spiked within in when she looked down and saw that both men were inside her, stroking and pumping into her, moving as one. She slid a gaze to the light and dark heads bobbing at her breasts and she stiffened. One sharp bite of her breast and she fell apart. Panting she made a throaty plea, “Please. Now.”

Sloan released her with a pop and smiled at Grey. “You heard the woman.” Some unspoken conversation went on between them and moments later Grey was holding her ankles while Sloane captured her mouth in a kiss so sweet, so hot she instantly went up in flames.  She couldn’t think with all the sensations coursing through her body. She wanted to participate to touch the sculpted abs Sloan was showing off, to taste the long thick cock inches from her face, to caress the golden muscular thighs of Grey and run her tongue along that smooth sac cradling his long cock. She wanted to do more than lie in front of the fire a quivering mass of need and want and nerve endings that were so sensitive she felt she was floating outside of her body while they pleasured her.

Grey kissed his way from her ankles never stopping until his tongue was buried so deep inside her pussy she felt her juices dripping down to her ass. He licked and he lapped, sucked and he nipped at her pussy, her entrance, her lips and her clit. Her body acted on its own thrusting up into his mouth, his deep chuckle vibrating her core. Finally, finally Sloan gave her what she wanted, what she needed, what she craved. He dipped low and fed his cock down her throat. She couldn’t move but it didn’t seem to matter since Sloan was happy to fuck her mouth and pinch her nipples until she was trembling on the edge of the ultimate pleasure.

Sascha had never felt anything so wonderful and glorious as being pleasured and fulfilled by two men as alpha as Grey and Sloan. The speed of their thrusts increased, filling her up and forcing her to open up to accept more of what they offered. Grey licked and licked her clit while he thrust three fingers deep inside her until she reach that summit, shrieking her pleasure as she fell down, practically choking on Sloan’s swollen cock. “Oh fuck, Sascha.” He groaned and growled, thrusting harder and faster and when she gave his sac a little tug he spilled down her throat. “Ah, oh. Fuck. Me.” She kept her lips wrapped around him until he was so sensitive he had to pull out. She laughed, giddy with satisfaction.

“Damn you taste good. Your cock tastes like something uniquely you Sloan and your come is sweet and salty.” The guttural sound released from his throat and he leaned down to take her mouth again.

“You give good head, baby.”

She couldn’t answer because Grey hit her g-spot over and over and over until she was screaming out her orgasm again. “Holy fuck baby,” his eyes were wide with surprise and desire at the rush of liquid poured over his cock, his balls and down her ass. “Too. Fucking. Wet.” It was all he could say when a powerful orgasm snuck up on him and rocked his body until he could no longer sit up and collapsed on top of her. “You are. A. Naughty. Little bitch,” he panted in her ear.

This time Sascha let go and gave a full, throaty laugh. These two men were so alpha, so fucking delicious and just gave her two of the best orgasms she’d ever had. And Sloan was already hard again. “Is that for me?” She ran a finger down his abs and all the way to the tip of his still dripping cock. She tasted the finger and both men groaned, Grey rubbed his growing erection against her clit and she shuddered.

“Let’s take this upstairs.”

Sascha nodded her agreement, ready to get more comfortable in a big bed with these two big men. The problem was the bones in her legs had been replaced with jello and she was too unsteady to stand on her own. She nearly fell back onto the bed of pillows, but Grey caught her and tossed her over his broad shoulders, giving her ass a good smack along the way. “I’ve got you my little squirter. Shit, do you know how sexy that was?” He palmed her ass cheek and gave it good squeeze before dipping one finger into her slick heat. “Still wet.” He said just before she heard him suck her juices from his finger.

The next thing she recalled was falling onto a plush bed fitted with silk silver sheets. It was nice but it was also driving her mad. The soft silky sheets were cool against her overheated skin but the fine silk triggered her arousal, nipples stiffened into peaks, pussy leaking onto the sheets and a small moan ripped through the air.

Sascha knew what would happen next.

And she couldn’t wait.

Chapter Four

Hours later Sloan paced back and forth in front of the fireplace that lit his personal bedroom. Fucking Sascha with Grey was more thrilling than all of his previous sexual encounters, on his own or with his oldest friend. Their three bodies seemed to click, they just fit together. He was surprised how seamlessly they moved as one cohesive unit, never having to stop awkwardly to readjust or talk about boundaries. Fuck, that was the hottest part, Sascha so willing to submit to their desire to pleasure her. 

That second time in the bedroom, he sensed her hesitation when he slid one finger between those luscious cheeks and eased it into her ass but as she had gotten used to the sensation she began to push back, to seek her own pleasure. She was so damned sexy in the throes of passion. He loved that she couldn’t concentrate when all three of them were together. It was a fucking head trip to see the buttoned up doctor stutter, fall apart and struggle to form words under the weight of their combined desire.

He stopped pacing and dropped his shoulders. She was the one. The alpha female that would unite the Silver Mountain and Graeves Peak packs into one clan, once and for all. “Shit.”

“Finally figured it out, did you?” Grey sauntered into the room, his walk satisfied and confident.

Sloan cut a wicked gaze his way. “Don’t gloat.”

He shrugged with a smug smile. “I’m not gloating. I’m just glad you’ve finally come to your senses. She’s the one Sloan and now you know it.”

Sloan nodded. She was the alpha female they needed and they both wanted her. “But what if she doesn’t want that? You have to admit that a one-off threesome is a hell of a lot different from a lifetime as a triple.”

Grey had the same worries before they’d taken Sascha, twice. She was too turned on and far too willing to submit to them and to her desires to worry about such social conventions. “She’s an anthropologist, she’ll go for it.” He hoped.

“I hope you’re right or we’ll be starting from scratch when the weekend is over.”

Grey smiled slowly. “Already thinking ahead?”

A matching smile slowly swept across Sloan’s face. “Well she’s hot, sexy and the way she gives herself over to pleasure is already making me rock hard just thinking about it.”

Yeah, Grey knew exactly what he meant. Watching her succumb to ecstasy was the hottest thing he’d ever seen. Her body flush with desire, her pussy dripping in wanton delight all served to convince him that not only was she strong enough to merge the two packs, but that spending eternity between her thighs would be no hardship. “We need to talk to her. Soon.”

Fortunately—or unfortunately, depending how you looked at it—‘soon’ came a lot sooner than either of them had anticipated. After ten contemplative minutes of silence the men exited Sloan’s room and went in search of Sascha’s warm sleeping body. What they found was an empty bed with tangled sheets. Grey cursed but Sloan just stared at the bed, still seeing her naked form lying there fully stated. He knew she couldn’t have gone anywhere because the gate guard was off duty and only he and Grey had the gate PIN. “Listen. You hear that.”

Grey smiled at the faint sound wafting into the air, his nose lifted as the scent hit him. “She’s cooking!” With no more than a quick shared glance between them both men rushed downstairs and came to an abrupt stop at the vision before them. Sascha, wearing nothing but a white tank top that revealed her dark berry nipples, plating up a big breakfast of pancakes, eggs, bacon and fruit.

“Good morning guys.” She smiled brightly at them. “I hope you don’t mind but you kind of burned off all my calories last night and I figured I needed to replenish.”

“Sugar you can replenish calories like this anytime you want.” Grey gifted her with a wide dimpled smile as he walked over and took her mouth in a quick but passionate kiss. “Mmm, you taste as good as it smells in here.”

She moaned when he kissed and nipped her neck. “Well you can’t really say that until you’ve tried it.” Her hands roamed of their own volition, up and down his naked chest before she pushed him away. “Now sit so we can eat.” She cut a glance at Sloan and motioned for him to sit. Once they were all seated at the long glass table—she would have expected a dark wood like mahogany—and plates were piled high with food, cups filled with coffee and juice, she cleared her throat. “So what is it you want to talk to me about.”

She nearly laughed at the confused look that passed between them. “What do you mean,” was Sloan’s gruff reply.

Sascha placed her fork down and looked between them. “Well first off I’m not an idiot, which I’d have to be, to miss all the silent communicating you boys seem to do. Then there’s the way you both stiffened I brought it up. So tell me, what is it?”

Grey released a long heavy breath. “Where do I begin?”

She smiled, something he seemed to bring out of her naturally. “I find the beginning usually makes it easier to understand.”

His playful smile reappeared. “Okay well as you already know Sloan and I come from different packs, Silver Mountain and Graeves Peak.” She nodded. “What you don’t know is that we’ve been trying to merge our packs.”

Her eyes widened. “Is that even possible? I’ve never heard of a pack merging into a unique clan.”

He smiled again, this time trying to stifle his laughter at her enthusiasm. “Yes it is possible. But it’s not easy.” He went on to explain how the clan would need a strong alpha female that would be able to keep the alphas united and therefore keep the packs strong and united. He felt hopeful at her intense stare since she was positively captivated by his words, so much that she hadn’t touched her breakfast at all.

“Wow.” Sascha shook her head in disbelief, then a sinking feeling set in. “So what you’re telling me is that you’ve already chosen this woman?” At their simultaneous nods her heart sank, she had just had mind blowing, body melting sex with two men taken by another. She tried like hell to push those feelings aside. Maybe there was still a chance for research if she kept her cool. “So what was this, like the shifter bachelor party? One last threesome before the lifetime of threesomes you’ll have with her?” She stood up to dump her plate and walk upstairs without looking at them. It would be easier to distance herself once she was dressed.

“Sascha wait,” Sloan called after her, his step just seconds behind her own. He slipped inside the bedroom they all shared last night just as Sascha closed the bathroom door behind her. He sat and waited. And waited. Grey came up minutes later and sat down to wait. They both waited. And waited.

Twenty minutes later Sascha emerged from the steamy bathroom with her long hair pinned on top of her head and dressed in that sexy white dress from the night before. She stopped when she noticed Sloan and Grey on the bed waiting for her. “I guess there’s just one last thing to talk about before I go. My research.”

“What?” Sloan roared the word at her, his anger subsided slightly when she shrank away from him.

“Calm the fuck down Sloan!”

Sascha held up her hand to silence them both. “Look there’s no need for theatrics here. You’ve had your fun and I’ve had mine. I won’t tell her, so you can go do whatever it is you need to do to merge your packs. But I’d like to know if you’ve made a decision regarding my research proposal.” Good, great. You sounded cool, calm and professional.

Grey stood between her and Sloan to break up the exchange of angry looks. “Sascha honey you’ve got it all wrong.” He laughed at her indignant look, perfectly arched eyebrow hitched in disbelief. “Yes you do,” he stalked closer until her back was against the wall. “You are the alpha female we want, we need to merge our packs and officially become family. You are beautiful and sexy, you command attention and our packs need a strong woman like you to make us whole.” He kissed her forehead and stepped back so she could process.

***

Sascha was aware that the two sexy alphas were staring at her and waiting for her to say something. Hell, anything. But she didn’t know what to say. She had planned on a sexy weekend filled with her being filled up by Grey and Sloan. She would explore her sexual limits, knock them down and push the boundaries of sexual exploration. She would come over and over again and when Sunday came she would go home, completely satisfied and boneless with ecstasy, and get on with her unexciting life as a professor and researcher.

But now they were telling her that instead of just researching different cultures she could be part of a very unique one. She could be the zenith of these two alphas and their respective packs. As a professional it was a dream come true if she could talk about it. Personally the idea of belonging to these two über males sounded pretty damn good. They were gentlemen, providers, caretakers. And they were sexual dynamos that she knew she would never tire of for as long as they were together.

Finally pulled from the inner workings of her mind, her gaze connected with Grey and then Sloan. “Tell me how this would work. I mean you both work so I assume I would be able to as well?” She saw their shoulders sag in relief.

“Of course you could work. If you want to but you wouldn’t have to.” She nodded, satisfied with Grey’s answer. “But your research into this, into us would have to wait until the packs are united and comfortable with our co-leadership.”

She smiled. She could live with that. She’d get these two sexy males, a large shifter family plus unique insight into a new field of study. “I can live with that.”

“So that’s a yes,” Sloan growled his question again.

Sascha frowned at him and smiled at Grey. “It’s a yes, although if you’re always such a grouch I’d like to permanently share a room with Grey.”

Grey threw his disheveled blonde head back and laughed loudly. “Come here brown sugar, we’ll get along perfectly.” They both laughed at the scowl etched on Sloan’s handsome face.

“Yeah you two are a fucking riot.” They erupted in even more laughter. “If you’re done, there is something else?”

Sascha watched the secret communication between the men again. The seriousness of whatever it was they discussed evident in the blank expressions they wore. “Okay. Tell me.”

Grey pressed one hand to her thigh and squeezed gently. “We need to bond as mates.”

Sascha nodded her understanding and stood, her gaze shifting from one to the other. The white dress was pulled over her head and tossed to the floor. She was naked underneath, the dueling growls from the other side of the room served as approval. “Show me.”

Instantly they were upon her, primal growls mixed with her moans the only sound swirling and echoing in the empty mansion. She was on her back staring into the searing golden gaze of Sloan’s eyes while he kissed and licked his way down her thighs, to her hip bones before burying his face deep in her pussy. She cried out his name over and over as his tongue reached deep into the depths of her womanhood. Her tongue clenched around him and she felt her orgasm building but she wasn’t quite there yet and switched her gaze to Grey. He stared down at her, stroking his long hard cock, glistening liquid read to drop. She reached for his thigh, “Fuck my mouth Grey, please.” He groaned her name and slid his cock gently between her lips.

Sascha opened up so all of him would fit, one hand on his ass to push him deeper, harder faster in and out of her mouth. “Ah, Sascha, fuck yeah!” His thrusts became longer until the tip hit the back of her throat and her eyes watered but she didn’t stop him, she urged him forward by swirling her tongue around his pounding length. Grey grabbed her face and stared into her eyes while he pumped into her with frenzied thrusts. Honey dripped from her pussy while holding on to Sloan’s tongue.

“Come on Sascha, come for me,” Sloan urged pushing her thighs further apart to expose her to his gaze. “I know what you need,” he said before he bit down on her clit and sucked so hard he ripped the orgasm from her body. A muffled “fuck” was the only sound she made as her body convulsed, sending Grey deeper down her throat.

“Ah fuck Sascha!” Grey screamed as his own orgasm tore through him and he spilled his seed down her throat. He’d never been so deep inside a woman’s mouth before. It was spectacular the way she opened up even more and swallowed him down. “Damn that shit was hot baby!” He pulled her head up go deeper down her throat and pulled out to taste himself on her.

“Sweet hell that was intense!” She looked into the heavy lidded gaze of both men and she knew they weren’t done. Not by a long shot. Sloan was still slowly lapping at her opening, his finger taking her nectar and rubbing it on her ass. One finger slid in and she gasped. It wasn’t uncomfortable just too full, causing too many sensations to rip through her. Another finger joined the first and she was stretched but Grey was doing such wonderful things to her breasts she hardly registered the twinge of pain.

“I’ll help,” Grey told Sloan and climbed over her body to lap at her already sensitive pussy. His sac was close to her mouth so she licked and sucked, turned on further by the way his hips began to move against her. His mouth kept her right on the edge of oblivion so that she barely noticed when something larger than a finger slid into her untouched hole.

“Oh!” The feeling was odd but it wasn’t unpleasant. Slow, inch by agonizing inch he eased into her while Grey sucked her clit so hard she saw stars. “Please. More.” She didn’t know what she was saying but she knew that she needed to feel more…something. She cried out when Sloan pulled out of her.