Free His Big Reveal: An Interracial BWWM Billionaire Romance (BWWM Alpha Males) by Dina Marie Page A

grumpy these days.”
    “And that’s because of me?”
    He shrugged. “Yes and no.”
    She turned and smiled down at him as they climbed the metal stairs. “Thanks for clearing that up.”
    He smacked her ass lightly. “Anytime brown sugar.” He guided her up the stairs and to the left where he held open the door for her.
    She looked around the dark room decorated in various shades of blue silk and velvet. It was too dark to see anything other than Sloan emerging from the darkness looking the very picture of sex and danger. “Good to see you again Mr. Harper.” Damn good. He eyed her up and down, making her shiver at his heated gaze.
    “Not as good as it is to see you Sascha. You look, ah, fuck that dress is…hot.”
    She laughed at the way this man, so together in all aspects of his life, was basically speechless at the sight of her. She kept her voice cool and unaffected. “Good to know.”
    Sloan’s eyes narrowed at the proprietary hold Grey had on her small waist. He was too preoccupied with the slope of her neck to notice anything and dammit Sloan was jealous. He hated being jealous. “Enjoying yourself?”
    Sascha didn’t know who he was talking to, her with drowsy eyes or Grey whose tongue seemed to take up residence on her neck. “Very much. And you?”
    “Not so much.”
    “Too bad,” she said on a gasp as Grey’s teeth sank into the sensitive part of her neck.
    Sloan’s fists clenched at his sides. He could smell her, smell the sweet, sticky scent of her arousal and he wanted that smell all over his face and his fingers, coating his cock. He growled as he stepped closer, his blue eyes nearly all gold as they stared into hers, daring her to say something. To deny the attraction he could smell. One hand went to her hip and slowly slid up her body over her ribcage until the weight of her breast rested in it. His thumb played with the nipple aching to be free of its prison. “I can’t wait to taste these tits. I bet they’re sweet and tangy, just like your pussy.” He sniffed the air again a smile spreading across his face as the scent intensified in the overheated room.
    Sascha could barely stand up between Sloan’s panty drenching words and Grey’s delectable mouth. She had a secret fantasy of fucking two men at once and it looked like she might get her wish tonight. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” The words held no conviction in her current state but she couldn’t let him win. Not yet.
    Sloan leaned in until they were nose to nose, his free hand gripping her chin until her face was tilted towards him. “Oh I will be tasting you tonight Sascha,” he nipped her bottom lip. “And you’ll fucking love it and you’ll beg for my cock,” he pulled her hips close so she could feel his hardness. “You’ll beg me to fuck your tight wet pussy, to fuck that sweet little mouth of yours.” He licked her bottom lips so achingly slow she moaned. “Hell you’ll even beg me to fuck that tight little ass of yours.”
    She hated that she was so turned on but Sloan’s words only made her wetter while Grey’s finger plunged in and out of her pussy from behind. She knew she should be focused on her research but at the moment she wasn’t feeling very academic. “Then what the hell are we waiting for?”

 
    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