My Millionaire

Chapter 7

Alicia wakes up at around 3 in the morning. It's been officially two weeks there and as much as she's been loving the attention from Elias and Zeke, she's barely gotten anything from Mason. Aside from the make out session on the couch they haven't had any physical contact and it's making Alicia want him more. Anything, a hug even. She walks quietly down the stairs, trying not to wake anyone. 

"You're awake," Mason whispers to her from the kitchen as she walks in. She jumps and grabs her chest. 

"Jesus, Mason," She leans over to catch her breath before standing and grabbing a water bottle from the fridge.

" I didn't mean to scare you," he responds before standing and heading back out of the kitchen.

Alicia follows him and grabs his arm, "you know I don't have virus right? You can be in the same room as me." 

He looks down at her hand on his arm and she pulls her hand away quickly, afraid of making him mad. 

"Look," he sighs, "I'll be honest with you," he states blankly as they both make their way over to the couch.

"Please do," she responds as she sits next him and faces him.

"That night we had on the couch," he reels as he sees her blushing by the mention of it, "I didn't think I'd be able to stop myself."

"Would that've been a bad thing?" Alicia asks as her voice wavers.

"Yes," He responds gruffly, "I'm rougher than them."

She rolls her eyes and straddles his waist quickly, "what makes you think I can't handle rough?"

"Alicia," he whispers and turns his face slightly away from her. She just takes the opportunity to lean down and kiss his neck.

"Enough," he states in a low voice. That doesn't stop her. She moves up his neck and nibbles slightly at his earlobe. 

He reaches his hand up and around her throat and pushes her back to look at him. 

"I said," he squeezes a little harder which makes her gasp slightly for air, "enough". 

"You should've listened," Zeke states blankly as he enters the room.

Alicia glances at him as the grip on her throat eases up and she gulps in a breath of air. She moans slightly as she runs her fingers over where Mason's hand just was and smiles.

"Why're you smiling?" Zeke asks with an eyebrow raised.

She looks at the ground and blushes, "it's nothing."

"Answer him," Mason's stern voice rattles her and her big hazel eyes look up Zeke and she whispers.

"I liked it," she answers and shys back into Mason's chest, trying to hide her embarrassment. 

"Oh no," Zeke tilts her face up with his finger, "you don't get to admit that you like being choked then hide your face." 

She pulls her face back and looks at the floor again.

"He wants you to look at him," Mason whispers in her ear. Alicia glances up slightly, not fully turning her face to him. Mason grabs her hair and pulls her to look up at Zeke.

"There she is," Zeke grins and kisses her lips. She leans towards him as he goes to pull back, basically begging for his lips to stay on hers. Mason chuckles and she bites her lip. 

"Someone's needy tonight," Zeke whispers as he nods his head at Mason. She can't focus on anything until a hand slides down the front of her pajama shorts and then makes it's way in between her shorts and underwear. She sits straight up and grabs around Mason's wrist. He tightens the grip on her hair and holds her face to Zeke. She can feel her clit throbbing as he begins rubbing her through the lace of her underwear. Her eyes threaten to close as she bites her lip. The next time she opens them Elias is standing by Zeke and she's too focused on what Mason's doing to even care. He's going so painfully slow and all she can think is that it's becoming painful not having one of them inside her. She feels like she's lost all self respect but in the best possible way.

Mason pulls his hand out of her pants and holds his hand up, removing his other hand from her hair, "suck."

She looks at him, still glossy eyes, then slowly moves her mouth to his fingers. She keeps eye contact and he watches her carefully. When she's finished he grabs her jaw and pulls her mouth to his.

"She doesn't look completely satisfied," Elias examines her face with a grin.

"Do you want more sweet baby?" He asks and her insides leap at his sudden tone change. She nods shyly. 

"Stand up," Mason orders and she does so quickly, feeling her thighs slick together.

"Pick who you want right now," He whispers. 

"Who I want?" She looks down at Mason who's still sitting on the couch.

"Who," He stands up and stands close behind her, "do you want?" He whispers the last part in her ear and she stands staring at the two in front of her.

"What if I want both," She grins slightly to herself, thinking she outsmarted them.

"Not yet," Zeke speaks up, "You take us one at a time and then all three."

Her insides clench as she realizes they're being serious.

Mason swats her ass swiftly causing a ringing sting, "pick one."

"Zeke," she answers and looks up at the brother himself.