Lola & the Millionaires: Part One (Sweet Omegaverse #2)(94)

Lola





“Are you sure you shouldn’t call off work tomorrow and stay one more night?” Rake asked, resting his cheek on my bare breast. He and Leo had talked me into a nooner without any of the alphas, but in another hour or so, I would be heading back to the city with Matthieu.

“I am already walking funny,” I said, and Leo huffed. “Plus, I dunno, with this whole corporate espionage thing going on, I probably shouldn’t be absent from work at the same time as Cyrus.”

“How serious is this thing with Wendy?” Rake asked.

“I’m not sure, honestly. I haven’t even told Matthieu everything she and I discussed at dinner. But I feel more confident that I don’t want to work for her if she leaves Designate.”

“Speaking of Matthieu…” Rake said, waggling his eyebrows.

Leo chuckled at my back, and I grimaced and braced myself.

“Lola, don’t look like I’m about to bite you. I just wanna know how it happened. And if it’ll happen some more. And if maybe I can watch sometime?” Rake laughed at my gobsmacked face. “What? Matthieu and I annoy each other as much as we love each other, but I do still have eyes. I would love to see him go to town on you.”

“Ohmigod, Rake!”

“I bet he’s all like intense about making sure you come first and—oh! What’s that face, what’s that?!” Rake wrestled himself up, and Leo helped him roll me onto my back, the pair of them catching my hands and keeping me from hiding my blush.

“Um… It might’ve…gone the other way,” I said, trying to wiggle away.

Rake grinned maniacally above me, teeth gleaming in the faint glow. “Spill, Lollipop.”

I huffed and fessed up, explaining about Matthieu filling the car with his scent, and me thinking it was for Rake.

Rake frowned at that. “Wait…why did you think Matthieu and I were a thing?”

“You’d never said you weren’t, and there was all that stuff between you and Carolyn,” I said.

“Pft. That was just because Carolyn never wanted to spend time with Matt around the rest of us. Like she was trying to pretend he didn’t have a pack,” Rake said, shrugging. “Matt and I don’t fuck. We just love each other.”

“Right, well, yeah. He explained that,” I said. I blushed, and Leo and Rake both raised their eyebrows waiting for me to spill the rest. I swallowed hard and then blurted out that I’d taunted Matthieu with my own arousal and then demanded he let me suck him off. Rake was back on the mattress, curled into my side, and half-hard by the time I finished the story of the drive here and my plentiful orgasms.

“So you guys haven’t had sex yet?” Rake asked, licking his lips.

“Not officially, yeah.” I released a nervous giggle and then stared at Rake, his gaze intent. “Does it bother you if I do get involved with Matthieu? I don’t want to risk—”

Rake leaned forward and kissed me, rocking against my side and letting me feel his arousal, sticky on my skin. “Who’s your favorite?” Rake asked.

“What? My favorite? Rake, I…” I frowned at Rake, and then it dawned on me. I shared a quick smile with Leo, and then a long kiss, before I turned back to Rake, pressing my lips to his before answering. “I don’t have one.”

“Hmm…well, that wasn’t the right answer. Obviously, I should be the favorite,” Rake said, wearing a wicked grin. “But it wasn’t wrong either. You are more than welcome to sex it up with Matthieu as much as you like. And, you know, date and be romantic and stuff too. As long as it doesn’t mean you don’t want to do those things with me.”

“We should do more dating and being romantic and stuff with Lola,” Leo murmured.

“We should,” Rake agreed. “Matt’s gonna woo the shit out of her. And probably Caleb soon too. So we have to keep up. In the meantime, though, my manhood feels challenged. Does yours, Leo?”

Leo sat up, rubbing his palms together. “It definitely doesn’t, but if you’re proposing what I think you are, I’m on board.”

A nervous flutter warmed in my belly as Leo moved one of my legs to make room for himself between them, and then settled down onto his stomach.

“What are you two planning?”

“We’re planning on beating Matthieu’s record,” Rake said.

Leo hummed his agreement, head dipping and mouth kissing my soft stomach.

My laugh was breathless. “I have to get ready to go soon. He had, like, an hour more time.”

“Yeah, but there’s two of us,” Rake said, reaching to my chest and cupping a tender breast.

“And we know what sets you off better,” Leo said, words rough in my ear.

His head bowed again, lips finding their target immediately, and my eyes squeezed shut. Probably better to let them make their point, right? I gasped as Leo sucked my clit and flicked it with his tongue, fingers diving into his hair.

Definitely. It’s good for their egos.

I arched into Leo’s kiss and offered up my breasts to Rake. I’d just help them along a little.





“Lola? We’re home?”

I woke up frowning, a little pool of wet drool under my cheek, and I sat up so fast my head crashed against the top of the car.