Filthy and Rich: A Billionaire Menage Romance Box Set

by Opal Carew

  Marcus was two steps behind him.

  “Danni was beside herself wondering if you’d dumped her or what?” Marcus said.

  Blake leaned in face-to-face with the bigger man.

  “And so you decided to hit on her?” Blake’s voice held a dangerous edge. “What did you say to upset her?”

  “Hey, man, that’s all on you two,” Marcus countered, eyes flaring.

  Rhett placed a hand on each of their shoulders. “Calm down you two. Blake, aren’t you here to see Danni?”

  Blake dragged his gaze from Marcus’s and nodded.

  Evan grabbed his arm. “Let’s go.”

  Danni stood on the large balcony looking down at the parklike area below, illuminated by soft hanging lights. There was a large garden and a pond with a fountain, colored lights reflecting on the falling water.

  She leaned on the heavy stone railing, breathing deeply to calm her roiling emotions.

  “Danni?”

  She glanced around at Evan’s voice and watched as he and Blake walked toward her, her chest tightening.

  “You look absolutely stunning,” Evan said with a smile.

  “Thank you,” she murmured.

  “We didn’t mean to arrive so late,” Blake said. “We left for San Diego a couple of hours after you and I talked on Wednesday, and our return flight today was delayed.”

  “I thought you weren’t coming at all.”

  “We told you we were coming,” Evan said.

  “Yes, but . . . after I asked you that favor . . .”

  Blake’s brow creased. “What does that have to do with anything?”

  “I didn’t want to ask,” she babbled, “but . . . it meant so much to my mother, and . . .” She shook her head. “It doesn’t matter. I should have . . .”

  Blake closed the distance between them in two long-legged strides and pulled her into his arms. His lips captured hers and he devoured her mouth. Her heart pounded as she melted against him.

  “For God’s sake, Danni. We don’t care about some small-time investment with your stepfather. We could lose it all and not even blink an eye.” Blake grasped her shoulders and stared deeply into her eyes. “Don’t you get it? You’re what’s important to us. If we can help make life easier by helping you or someone you love”—he shook his head—“then we’ll do it.”

  “Really?” The tightness in her chest faded.

  Could it really be . . . ?

  “But wait.” She drew back, needing a little distance. “My stepfather said you blew him off.”

  Blake frowned. “I set up the meeting just like I said I would.”

  “Yeah, but he said it was with someone in the legal department.”

  “Of course. We wouldn’t look at any deal without Carl’s input. There was no reason for Evan and me to be there, especially since we had to head back to San Diego to tie up an important project. The deadline was moved up, so we were up to our eyeballs the last couple of days.”

  “That’s why you were both so busy that day,” she said. “When you rushed away right after I asked you, I thought . . .” She bit her lip and raised her wide-eyed gaze to his. “So you weren’t upset with me?”

  “What?” Blake’s serious expression faded and he laughed. “Of course not.” He drew her close and stroked her hair. “Is that what you thought?”

  She nodded, feeling numb. Afraid to accept that maybe . . . just maybe . . . she had a chance with them after all.

  “And then we disappear without calling because we had no idea what you were thinking.”

  “And coming so late to the party,” Evan added, stepping close to her side. His fingers stroked across her cheek, gliding some loose strands of hair behind her ear.

  “You must have thought we’d dumped you,” Blake said.

  He gazed down at her, and she couldn’t stop the tears welling in her eyes.

  “Fuck.” Blake tugged her into his arms again, holding her tightly against his broad chest. “You really think that asking a favor would drive us away? You really do think that all rich guys are complete assholes.”

  “No. I just didn’t think that I would be that important to you. I’m just a construction worker.”

  “You’re not just anything, Danni,” Blake said. “You’re special and we don’t want to lose you.”

  Evan drew her from Blake and tipped up her chin. His lips found hers in a sweet, tender possession. Then he gazed down at her.

  “We haven’t known you very long, but we know what we want.” He tipped up her chin again, gazing deep into her eyes. “And we want you.”

  “You do?”

  Evan’s smile took her breath away.

  “That’s right. You’re different than any woman we’ve ever known before. Sexier, more interesting, delightfully appealing . . .” Evan grinned. “And feisty.”

  “I especially love how you can go from being totally in control,” Blake said, “to totally surrendering to us. And to the pleasure.”

  “And then back to being in control again,” Evan said. “No doubt about it, you keep us on our toes.”

  “And in case you haven’t figured it out,” Blake said, “we’re falling for you.”

  “Hard,” Evan murmured, then pulled her in for another kiss. This time his tongue delved deep, igniting the passion that had been on a slow simmer inside her ever since she’d met them.

  The word “hard” took on new meaning as his cock throbbed against her. His hand flattened on her back and he pulled her tightly against him, making her moan softly.

  Blake stepped behind her, resting his hands on her hips, then arched enough so she could feel his rock-hard erection.

  “Baby, is it okay if we don’t stay at the party?” Evan asked. “I know you got all dressed up and all, but . . .”

  She gazed at him, seeing her own raging desire reflected in his eyes, and glanced over her shoulder to see the same in Blake’s.

  “Let’s go right now,” she said, slipping from between them, then grabbing their hands and starting for the door.

  Blake opened the door for her and she stepped inside, breathlessly anticipating getting these two alone.

  But as they started across the room, she saw her mother glance their way. Mom smiled at the sight of Danni, Evan’s hand still in hers, Blake close behind her.

  Danni slowed. She squeezed Evan’s hand.

  “My mother’s spotted us. She’s the one in the royal blue dress smiling at us.”

  Both men glanced in Mom’s direction.

  “Let’s go and say hello,” Blake said.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Danni felt guilty because her raging hormones insisted she drag the men out of here right now and satisfy her craving. But she knew they were right.

  They walked across the ballroom to where Mom was standing. Her stepfather appeared at her mother’s side and handed her a drink.

  Danni knew the instant he glanced up and saw Blake and Evan with her. His expression turned to one of total disbelief, especially when he saw Blake’s arm casually around her waist.

  “Mom, Jerrold, I’d like to introduce you to Blake Hawkins and Evan Swift.”

  Jerrold stepped forward, his hand extended to shake Evan’s hand. “It’s very nice to meet you, Mr. Swift. And Mr. Hawkins.” He shook Blake’s hand next. “I’m Jerrold Collens and this is my wife, Marjorie.”

  Blake nodded, then turned to Danni’s mom. “Mrs. Collens. So nice to meet you.”

  Mom smiled, setting her face alight. “Oh, please. Just call me Marjorie.”

  “Of course,” Blake said. “Marjorie.”

  “Nice to meet you, Marjorie,” Evan said as he shook her hand. “You have a lovely daughter.”

  “Thank you. I think so.” Mom smiled at Danni, her eyes filled with motherly pride.

  “Jerrold,” Blake said, “we’ve looked over the proposal you presented to our lawyer and we’ll be happy to invest in your company.”

  “You will?” The way Jerrold’s smile split
across his face, Danni thought he might burst.

  “Our lawyers will have to hammer out a few minor details, but we should be able to sign the papers next week.”

  “That would be wonderful. Thank you.”

  Jerrold glanced at Danni and the admiration in his eyes . . . she was taken aback. This was what she’d always wanted . . . almost needed . . . to feel valued by him. But now that she had it, she realized it didn’t really matter. It might be a boost to her self-esteem, but the way that Blake and Evan felt about her mattered far more to her than anything her stepfather might feel.

  But this made her mother happy and Danni loved the happiness glowing on her mother’s face. And not just because of the influx of money, though Danni knew that was a relief, but because Mom had always wanted Danni and Jerrold to get along. For Jerrold to treat her like his own daughter. After all this time, her mom realized that the latter would never happen, but now at least they could find a happy balance.

  “Marjorie, would you mind if we steal your daughter away from the party?”

  “Oh, I was hoping we could talk and get to know each other better,” Mom said.

  Evan took Mom’s hand and kissed it. “And we would love to do that. Sometime soon. But we’ve been traveling the last couple days and we’d like to sweep Danni away so we can spend some alone time together. Just the three of us.”

  “The three of you?” Her mom’s eyes lit up and she smiled. “By all means. We’ll talk another time.”

  Danni’s eyes widened. Sure Mom had hinted at her acceptance of her daughter being in a threesome earlier this evening, but Danni had really thought she was just teasing her. Danni had expected that, when faced with the reality, her mom would be shocked. Instead, she beamed and patted Danni’s hand indulgently.

  “Go and enjoy yourself, dear,” Mom said. “Let’s do lunch next week.”

  “Of course, Mom.” Danni hugged her mother tightly.

  Her mother leaned in and whispered in her ear, “You lucky thing.”

  Danni’s jaw dropped as Evan and Blake whisked her toward the door.

  The limo pulled up in front of the entrance and Evan and Blake hustled Danni inside. The car glided away from the curb.

  The heat she’d felt on the balcony flared in her again and she rested a hand on each man’s thigh . . . and glided upward. When she reached their crotches, she felt their cocks swelling under the fabric of their fine wool tuxedo pants.

  She squeezed them, loving the small groans the men made, then massaged the solid columns thoroughly, feeling the thickness of them in her hands. Feeling the ridges and even the throbbing veins. They were both rock-hard and oh, so needy for her. She moved to the seat across from them.

  She smiled at their disappointed faces.

  “I’d like you to take them out for me.”

  Evan immediately unzipped and pulled out his thick, throbbing cock. It stood upright in all its glory. Wanting her. Needing her.

  She smiled, gliding her gaze up and down its length. Amazed that it grew even longer.

  Blake stroked his hand over his cock, which was still confined in his pants, then he unbuttoned and slowly pulled the zipper down. His hand slid inside his black boxers and she licked her lips as she watched his stiff cock rise up, so long and proud.

  She cupped her breasts, feeling the nipples swelling against her palms, then she teased them with her fingertips.

  “I want to see you stroke your long, hard cocks,” she murmured.

  Their eyes glazed as they watched her fingers tease her nubs through the red fabric. Their big hands closed around their erections and glided up and down. The thought of those big columns dipping into her, then sliding deep inside her, had her gasping for breath.

  “Now stroke each other’s cock.” Her throaty tone made their eyes burn hotter.

  Blake moved into the seat she’d vacated to be closer to Evan. She sucked in a breath as she watched each hand move and wrap around the other cock. When they started to stroke, she felt a quivering need deep inside her.

  “Oh, God, that’s so sexy.” She pushed herself forward and knelt in front of them.

  She watched the cocks up close. Watched the fingers moving up and down. The pulsing veins on the hard columns.

  She wrapped her fingers above Evan’s hand and stroked Blake’s cock with him. Then she leaned closer and took his tip in her mouth. Evan continued to stroke while she sucked. Blake moaned his approval.

  She took Evan’s hand and drew it from Blake’s cock, intertwining her fingers with his. She dove down onto Blake, taking him deep into her throat. She squeezed him with her lips as she drew back, swirling her tongue around and around his shaft, then licking the tip as she slid off.

  She smiled.

  “Do you like that?” she asked Blake, though the simmering heat in his eyes told her he did.

  “I fucking love it.”

  His hand still moved on Evan’s cock, who seemed to be enjoying Blake’s attention and the show she was putting on.

  She took Blake in her mouth again, sliding down and up several times, then away again. She shifted to Evan and pressed her lips to his tip. His heated eyes flared with lust at the touch of her lips. Blake kept stroking Evan’s cock as she opened around the cockhead. Blake pumped while she sucked the tip. Each upward movement of Blake’s hand pushed Evan’s cock into her mouth a little, then drew it back with the downward glide. She began to follow his hand, gliding down and up with his movements.

  “Ah, Danni,” Evan said as he stroked her hair back from her face. “That is fucking sensational.”

  She smiled and rewarded him with a thorough licking, swirling her tongue over and around his cockhead.

  The car slowed and turned.

  “Fuck, we’re at the apartment building,” Blake said. “I’ll tell the driver to keep going.”

  Danni glided off Evan’s cock and smiled. “No. I think we should go up.”

  She sat back on the seat and watched them with amusement as they struggled to tuck their erect cocks into their pants and zip up. By the time the driver opened the door, they had slipped off their jackets and had them folded over their arms.

  Danni stepped from the car. The doorman opened the door of the building and she stepped inside, Blake and Evan right behind her. Once they were in the elevator and the doors closed, she pushed Evan against the mirrored wall and pressed her body close to him while she stroked his still marble-hard column. He groaned.

  Blake moved behind her, his hard body pressed tightly to her back. She could feel his thick cock against her lower back. Then he pivoted his hips, causing his hard shaft to glide against her while he stroked her ass. Evan pressed his hand against her mound, his fingers curling under her. As Blake moved, he rocked her body so that Evan’s fingers pushed over her intimate flesh. God, she wished the layers of fabric weren’t in the way.

  She kept rubbing Evan’s cock while Blake kept moving his hips. His hand found her breast and he squeezed, to her jubilant moan. His fingers strummed over her hard nipple, making it swell even more.

  The elevator dinged and the doors opened. Blake pulled her back against his body, his arm around her waist and his hand gliding around her neck and drawing her head back against his shoulder. She was stretched out against him, her breasts thrust forward. Evan cupped them and caressed gently, then leaned in and covered one nipple with his mouth and suckled right through the fabric.

  The elevator doors had already started to close as Evan dodged for the button to open them again. Blake cupped her breasts and guided her from the elevator. Evan had the penthouse door open and they continued inside.

  “I think we’ve let you be in control long enough,” Blake said, his hands still cupping her breasts, holding her body tightly to him.

  “That’s right,” Evan said as he closed the distance between them, his hot gaze sizzling over her.

  Evan’s fingers brushed her cheek, then glided down her neck. He flicked the strap of her dress off her shoulder. Th
en the other one. As he peeled the top down, Blake released her breasts and helped tug the dress away from her body. Soon it was just a ring of red fabric pooled on the floor.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Danni stood in her shimmering black bra and the matching panties she’d sewn back together. Their steamy gazes ignited her already smoldering need.

  “What are you going to do?” she asked in mock dismay.

  “We’re going to take you any and every way we want,” Blake said fiercely.

  Evan leaned in and whispered in her ear, “The safe word is ‘tower.’” His lips nuzzled her neck. “Got it?”

  She nodded. Immediately, Evan tugged the cups of her bra down, revealing her breasts. He caressed them both, his gaze locked on them with vivid focus. He swooped down and took one in his mouth and sucked. Hard.

  She cried out.

  It was intense and . . . oh, God, so good.

  Blake covered her other breast and squeezed it, then stroked roughly. Soon his fingers were pinching the nipple. And she was moaning at the intense sensations pulsing through her.

  Evan reached around and unhooked her bra, then tossed it aside. Blake grasped her upper arms, holding them behind her back, which pushed her breasts forward even more. Evan smiled then lapped at one with his tongue. Soon he was suckling and teasing, occasionally nipping lightly with his teeth. She arched against him, wanting more.

  He leaned back and tore her panties from her. His hot gaze seared her pussy as his laser focus settled on it.

  “You have the fucking prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.” Evan smiled broadly.

  He rested his hand on her lower belly and hooked his fingers against her soft flesh. He pressed into the folds, stroking his fingers along her length. When he pressed three into her and pushed inside, she threw her head back and moaned.

  Blake nipped her neck, then his lips moved along her throat possessively. He tugged her with him as he walked. She whimpered as Evan’s fingers slipped away. Blake sat on the couch, pulling her onto his lap. His arm slid around her waist, holding her tightly to him as he opened his legs, pushing hers wide open.

  Evan knelt in front of her and leaned forward, then captured her nipple in his mouth again as Blake cupped her other breast and stroked it roughly. Evan sucked and teased until she was moaning with need. Then she felt his fingers slide over her wet opening again and drive inside. She arched as he finger-fucked her with short, hard thrusts. Her needy whimpers filled the room.