Her Irish Billionaires

by Harper West

  “It was. Nobody should ever have to go through something like that.” Even though we had just met, I got the feeling that Alexia was much different than Erin.

  “Relationships can be complicated; that’s for sure. And after witnessing someone do that, how could you not swear off dating?”

  I laughed a little bit. “Well, that’s what Liam did.”

  She tilted her head, pulling her brow together in question.

  I shrugged. “After seeing what I went through, Liam decided that he would never go through that himself. He’s always been a bit of a playboy.”

  I regretted the words as soon as I said it.

  “Oh,” she said, slowly pulling her hand away.

  I quickly snatched it back. “No. Liam's not like that anymore. Alexia, both of us really, really like you. A lot.”

  I looked into her eyes, doing my best to reassure her that we wouldn’t hurt her.

  “I enjoy you guys, too. All three of us get along so well.”

  I leaned in and gave her a long, passionate, and reassuring kiss across the table.

  After she pulled back, I got a feeling that she wanted to tell me something but couldn’t. At first, I thought that I should let it go, especially since it was our first date. Yet, for some reason, I couldn’t.“Alexia, is there something else that you want to tell me?”

  She looked down at the napkin in her lap, played with it a little bit, and then shook her head.

  “No,” she said. “I’m just really having a good time with you.”

  We enjoyed an amazing, three-course dinner and some of the best champagne I’d ever tasted. Alexia made the cutest moans whenever she took a bite, and if we hadn’t been eating dinner, then I’d have thought something else was on her mind.

  “Sounds like you enjoyed dinner,” I said with a smile.

  Alexia dabbed her napkin at the corners of her mouth, then carefully placed it on the table. “That might have been the best meal I have ever had. Then again, I’ve never eaten in such a fancy restaurant.”

  “You’ll get used to it,” I said, leaning in for a kiss.

  “And what if I want something a little more down to earth?” She smiled at me flirtatiously.

  “Hey, now, I’m not all champagne and caviar. I’m still a man’s man. I can chug a beer and devour a cheeseburger like the rest of them!”

  We laughed pretty hard, just the two of us, back in the soundproof, private dining room.

  She gave a stout nod. “Good, because so can I!”

  “Now that we’re good and full, how about we head back to my place?”

  She ran her foot up and down my leg from under the table. “I’d love to.”

  Chapter 12

  Alexia

  The town car pulled right up to Ronan’s place, which was beautiful even from the outside.

  When we went inside, I had to keep my mouth from dropping open. His place was beautiful. While Liam’s place was equally as lovely, Ronan’s was a completely different style. Unlike Liam’s modern, clean line design, Ronan’s home had furniture with character. Granted, it was all pretty masculine, but I was still impressed.

  I walked over to his sofa and ran my hand along the curved back. “Wow, this place is beautiful."

  Ronan poured each of us a drink from his wet bar, glancing up and smiling. A brandy for him and a glass of champagne for me. I took the glass and looked down at his brandy. “No more champagne for you?”

  He shook his head. “I have to end every night with just a wee bit of brandy."

  I walked over to his floor-to-ceiling windows, and I heard him trailing behind me. I stared out over the city that was now my home, and couldn’t help but be in awe. “This is some place you got."

  Ronan put his hands on my shoulders, then squeezed them a little bit. I reached up, put my left hand on his right, and then rested my head on it.

  “It looks better with you in it,” he said.

  His thick, Irish accent drove me wild.

  He casually turned me around so that I was facing him, then placed his hands under my chin and tilted my head upward. He leaned in and gave me one of his kisses, the ones that made my knees weak.

  “Mmm,” I moaned softly.

  We walked over to a second sofa in his living room. This one was set up in the corner and had three chairs around it.

  “This is where I like to wake up,” he said. “I mean, I sleep in a bed. But you know, coffee in hand, take in the view of the city, and think about you.”

  I turned around and looked at him.

  “Since we’ve known each other,” I said, “you’ve only woken up without me one day.”

  He laughed and then sat down on one of the chairs. “And I spent a good hour thinking about right here, watching the sun come up.”

  I set my champagne down on the coffee table and walked over to him. He leaned back in the chair, and I put a leg on each side of him, straddling him as I leaned in for a kiss.

  “I am so happy right now,” I whispered.

  Ronan growled, lurching forward and grabbing me around the waist.

  Before I knew it, he was lifting me up. I screeched playfully. “Where are we going?”

  He carried me upstairs to his bedroom, then laid me down on the bed. “Wait here.”

  As he excused himself for a few minutes, I pulled my knees up to my chest and wondered if I should tell him about the investor. He had opened up to me about his ex-girlfriend cheating on him. It would only be fair to tell him about the investor. That would explain why I grabbed Liam’s hand and lay the groundwork, just in case I ran out of choices and was forced to face an uncertain marriage to a disgusting human being. At least they would know why I’d be doing it.

  No. There’s no way in hell I’m going to marry that guy.

  There was no reason to tell Ronan or Liam, just to worry them.

  Ronan returned with a bucket of chilled strawberries.

  He was also completely naked.

  “Ronan,” I said.

  He put a finger to my lips and shook his head. He picked up a strawberry and leaned forward, pressing it to my lips. I moaned as I took a bite. Not so much because it was delicious, but because he was the one giving it to me.

  He did that for several minutes, never taking a bite for himself. No man had ever treated me that way before. All of the guys I’d been with, especially Conner, had been so self-centered. It was always about what they wanted, and rarely about what I wanted.

  By the time the berries were all gone, I wanted nothing more than to make love with Ronan.

  I unzipped my dress, slid it off, and then climbed back into bed. Once again, Ronan slid my panties off and worked his magic with his tongue. Even though Saturday night had been mind-blowing, there was something different about the way he was caressing me.

  It was less fucking and more love-making.

  His tongue licked, flicked, and drove me insane as I ground into his face. Within minutes I was shaking, having an orgasm, and screaming his name.

  He flipped me onto my stomach, then began massaging my back. I could feel his hardness sliding up and down between my ass. Instead of sliding it in, though, he made sure that I was completely relaxed.

  When the time came for him to make love to me, he slid it into my pulsing pussy, ever so gently. My hands clenched the bedsheets as Ronan made love to me, working his body back and forth, grunting softly with each thrust.

  Once again, he flipped me over, this time onto my back, and I immediately arched toward him. His hands found my hips as he plunged into me, seemingly deeper than before. With every thrust, I screamed out with pleasure, feeling his balls pound against my ass as they grew more prominent with every passing minute.

  He rolled onto his back, and I immediately climbed on top. After sliding him inside of me, I rode him, slowly as first, but quickening my speed as the electricity built inside of me. My hips swirled as I reached the base of his cock, massaging my clit. As my fingers dug into his chest, my mouth d
ropped open, and I exploded all over again. My juices dripped down his shaft as my thighs quaked.

  His hands massaged, squeezed, and teased my breasts, driving me wild all over again. He pulled me off and onto all fours. I flung my head back and swayed my back as he mounted me from behind, leaning forward his lips next to my face.

  “Fuck me,” I whispered to him.

  “No,” he groaned. “I’ll make love to you because that’s what you deserve.”

  Those words, spoken in that tone, drove me insane, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head as I prepared for yet another orgasm.

  “Hold it,” he commanded.

  I withheld my orgasm for as long as I could, understanding that he wanted both of us to release at the very same time. I couldn’t take it anymore, though. I pulled away and swung around, pushing him onto his back. I climbed on top of him and rode him yet again.

  That was my favorite way to climax.

  “Alexia,” he growled, his hands pulling up and down my body.

  “Ronan,” I moaned.

  Both of our bodies became one, his rod getting ready to spurt as I leaned forward and clung onto the headboard. At that moment, both of us climaxed. Our bodies pulsed and shook around each other, his orgasm twisting into mine. We gripped breathless to each other until the muscles in our bodies began to relax.

  I laid on his chest for several minutes, not wanting him to slide out of me even though sex was over. I just loved how good he felt inside of me, as though that’s where he had always belonged.

  Eventually, I rolled over, my breasts bouncing a little bit as I fell back onto the bed. Ronan leaned over and kissed me, this time for several minutes. I wrapped my arm around his neck and kissed him back, my way of thanking him for blowing my mind yet again.

  Both of us fell asleep rather quickly, and I dreamt about him and Liam that night. All three of us were in bed together, laughing and talking about our crazy lives. Just us bonding and having a hell of a time. I woke up with a massive smile on my face.

  I squinted my eyes at the sun and rolled over, searching the floor for my clothes. After a few minutes, I finally found them in a pile to the side. It was such a beautiful dress, and I was sure that it wasn’t anywhere within my budget. That’s not what I liked about Ronan, though. Money aside, he was the gentleman I’d never had. A man who knew how to make my knees weak.

  A part of me had wondered how I’d feel waking up in Ronan’s place instead of Liam’s, but the more I looked around at my surroundings, the more comfortable I felt. I could honestly say that I felt at home. It felt natural to wake up in his bed, and I knew that I’d probably be waking up in Liam’s soon too.

  I rolled back over and realized that he wasn’t in bed. As I stared out the window, assuming he was in the shower, I heard both him and Liam talking downstairs. A wave of comfort washed through me, knowing that I’d get to see both of them at breakfast.

  Such an odd feeling.

  I was alright with dating two men at the same time. Two men who just happened to be best friends, and knew they were both dating me.

  Baron was right. I was in control. For the first time since my grandfather passed away, I felt happy and at home.

  Realizing that I was completely naked, I stood up and reached for my dress. Then I saw that Ronan had laid out a plush, red velvet robe for me at the foot of his bed.

  I picked it up and saw the tag. It was brand new. Ronan was definitely a romantic.

  After pulling the soft velvet over my body, I walked downstairs, finding them both sitting in the living area, drinking coffee.

  “Top o’the morning,” Liam cooed.

  He had a massive smile on his face, as though telling me that he already knew the details from the night before.

  “Good morning, Liam.” I walked over to him, and he kissed me, then Ronan leaned back and also went in for a kiss.

  “I could get used to this, you know.” I grinned at both of them, walking over to the breakfast bar.

  I poured myself some coffee and then sat down with them. Liam was trying to get Ronan to make pancakes, but Ronan insisted that he was the better cook.

  “Or I could make some,” I said.

  Ronan held his hands up. “No, love. You rest. I’ll whip something up for all three of us.”

  As he went to work in the kitchen, he left me to Liam.

  “So,” Liam said, “how was last night?”

  “We had so much fun,” I gushed, not feeling the least bit uncomfortable about it like I thought I would.

  I told Liam about the play, and how I enjoyed it because I’d never been to one before. Then I discussed what we ate at the restaurant, what we talked about, and that we ended up back there at his place.

  “I’m so happy for ya,” he said. “There’s a glow about ya that I love.”

  “Are you sure you’re okay with me seeing both of you?” I glanced up from my coffee cup with apprehension.

  Liam laughed. “Yes, love. The two of us dating you is working out great for us, too. I’d be a little disappointed had you not agreed to date Ronan. Poor guy needed to get over his ex. It’ll do him good to be with a woman like you.”

  “Yeah, he told me about her.” I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

  Liam sighed and looked toward the kitchen with a sad face. “Nobody should have to witness something like that."

  I couldn’t help but wonder if Liam had ever cheated on a girl, but something told me no. He seemed like the kind of guy who just kept them at arm’s length.

  I looked up to see Ronan making French toast, bacon, and scrambled eggs.

  “Hurry it up already,” Liam said. “We’re starvin’ to death.”

  “Oh, shut up,” Ronan yelled out jokingly. “I’m secretly hoping this slows down your metabolism. Can you believe it, Alexia? If I eat a piece of cake, my waistline expands. This guy could eat a whole cake, and somehow maintain an eight-pack!”

  All three of us laughed while Liam leaned back and showed us his abs. Baron was right. He was a hottie.

  “You’re just jealous,” he said.

  “So am I,” I added.

  We spent the rest of the morning joking with each other over breakfast. There were a few moments where my mind drifted back to the creepy investor, even though I tried desperately to keep it at bay. I still didn’t know how I’d handle that situation, and the thought of losing those two guys killed me inside.

  As Baron said, though, we’ll get through it somehow.

  “So Alexia,” Ronan said. “Now that you’ve been with both of us individually, would you like to continue this little arrangement we've created?”

  I looked at them, sitting across from me. Two gorgeous, Irish men with bodies sent from the heavens, and they were all mine.

  “I’d be crazy not to.”

  Chapter 13

  3 Weeks Later

  Liam

  It was another busy day at the office. Ronan and I were working on a new contract for a potential client. Our company was making even more money, and we’d just had a successful board meeting.

  “I never thought I’d see the day,” Ronan said, pouring himself some brandy.

  I glanced up from the contract I was reading. “What day?”

  “That you’d attend a board meeting.” He sat back down in front of my desk, swirling his brandy and looking out the window behind me. “I think you’re starting to grow up.”

  “Pffft,” I scoffed, putting a file away. Maybe Ronan secretly wanted me to stay a wild man, and to keep doing publicity stunts. “You and I both know that I’ve done a lot for this company.”

  “I give you credit. Maybe you just needed to sew some wild oats.” Ronan took a sip of his drink and shrugged his shoulders.

  I thought about that statement for a moment. It certainly had been a while since I’d done anything crazy.

  “And what about you?” I asked.

  Ronan never had any wild partying days, so I was curious to know what he was thinking.<
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  “I’ve never been a wild oat kind of guy, you know that. I’ve always liked stability.”

  I leaned back in my chair and recapped the past three weeks. Life had been better than ever, and not just from a financial standpoint. The two of us had been dating Alexia. There were nights when it’d just be Alexia and me, others when it was Alexia and Ronan, and the rest were all three of us.

  Those were my favorites times.

  All three of us felt like a family, and I never thought I’d see the day where I wanted to share a woman. Even during my womanizing days, I’d still feel a tinge of jealousy whenever I’d see a one-night stand of mine flirting with another guy. Which I knew was ludicrous.

  That never happened with Ronan.

  I felt elated whenever it was the two of them on a date.

  I also knew that Ronan and I were opposites, and by dating both of us, it was like she had the best of both worlds. The sex was also the best I’d ever had in my life. There was something incredibly hot about seeing Alexia climax with Ronan, all the while I was kissing her.

  “That’s true,” I said. “And how do you feel about the whole Alexia situation?”

  Ronan put his hands to his chin and thought for a moment. I was hoping he’d want to continue what we’d been doing for the past few weeks. “I’ll be honest with you, man. I didn’t think it’d last this long.”

  I raised a brow. “Why’s that?”

  “I figured one of us would become jealous at some point. Plus, I also remember you saying that it’d be a stepping stone to putting myself out there more.” He didn't really look at me, giving me the impression he was hoping I would argue.

  The truth was, he wasn’t wrong. Initiating that first threesome was my attempt at getting him to open up, and I didn’t think it’d last that long either. “And now, how do you feel?”

  “It feels like we’re a family.”

  I smiled at him. Sharing Alexia with him had brought us closer together. “I feel that way too."

  We continued working together in my office for a little longer, our noses buried in documents while taking the occasional phone call. I was waiting for the right moment to ask a question that’d been on my mind.