Theirs To Share (Book Two): Theirs To Share, #2

By Layla Valentine and Ana Sparks

One delicious self-made billionaire,

One smoking-hot media mogul,

And one newbie journalist

All wrapped up in one scorching hot power struggle that will set the city on fire

What do normal folk know of what happens between billionaires?

Well I'm about to find out.

Because this time, baby,

Good things really do come in threes…

 

I'm just a newbie reporter, cutting my teeth,

Sent to write an exposé on the hottest billionaire in town,

Or he would be, if my tycoon boss wasn't making me drool at my desk.

They didn't tell me I was just a pawn in their game,

Because these two have a history,

And I'm going to get to the bottom of it.

I'm going to get the old friends and hated rivals back together

And I'm going to be right in the middle of it.

Whether it's off the record, or on top of their desks…

 

This is the second book in the Theirs to Share series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Layla Valentine
• Release date: Jan 26, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201915704

Book preview

CHAPTER 1

The hallway is eerily dark. I feel along its wall as I walk, my fingertips brushing along inch after inch of hard plaster. Finally, they fall against thin air. There’s a doorway here, and when I turn into it there’s also suddenly light.

I’m in Zach’s office, and he’s here as well, standing by the window, quiet and waiting for me. But he’s not alone. Ethan is also here, sitting at Zach’s desk, rolling a paperweight around.

But what are they doing together? They hate each other.

We did, Ethan says, as if reading my mind, but we realized that doesn’t matter. There are things that are more important.

He rises, and they both come to me, Zach pressing close to my chest and Ethan to my back. And now I know this must be a dream. This is too easy… It’s too much of what I want…

But it also feels so real. Is my imagination really this good? Could it really make up something so sublime?

Zach lifts my chin, his eyes gazing into mine. My heart pounds, full to the brim with something I’ve never experienced. Before I can even wonder what to call it, his mouth is against mine. It’s so familiar already. I know every curve of it. Still, I crave its taste. It’s a sweet delicacy I’ll never get tired of.

As Zach kisses me, Ethan lifts my hair to burrow his face in the side of my neck. He sucks on the delicate skin there, making me moan into Zach’s mouth. Hands are on my waist, my stomach. They move over my hips and across my shoulders, too many of them for me to keep track of. I don’t know who is touching me where, and I don’t care. I just don’t want this to ever stop.

When my pajama pants are pushed down, though, I know it’s Ethan. The sharp air hits my bare ass, but his hands are already there, covering and kneading.

They move up, yanking my tank top over my head and forcing me to pause the kiss with Zach. Their mouths are quickly on me again, though, Zach claiming my tongue and Ethan lavishing attention on my ear. I’m fully naked between them, aware of every goose pimple rising across my skin.

Zach works my mouth even further open as his hand slides down my torso and between my legs. I widen my stance, eager for his touch. He doesn’t disappoint.

He’s inside of me with a smooth push, the wetness there making his entry flawless. I melt against him, pushing my hips in his direction. My upper back arches against Ethan, and he wraps his arm around my shoulders, keeping me in place, holding me up as Zach works me.

That’s good, Ethan whispers in my ear. You’re so good for us. Let Zach do what he wants to, baby.

I try to respond ‘yes,’ but only a moan leaves me. Zach pushes another finger between my folds, bringing it to three. I’m stretched wide, but I know that once he gives me what I’m really craving I’ll be nearly bursting at the seams.

The tips of his fingers find the ridged spot deep in me, and he strokes at a steady pace. At the same time, Ethan reaches around and finds my hard nub. He flicks it, making me shudder before he presses against it in long, languid strokes.

The pleasure pulses hard and fast, and before long I’m coming so hard I’m unable to stand up straight. Ethan and Zach keep me up though, locking me tight between their bodies.

The shockwaves haven’t even subsided, and Zach is picking me up. Cradled in his arms, my elbows locked around his neck, our gazes catch. Everything I want to hear is there, silently being emoted. You’re mine, his eyes say. And you’re going to love every second of it.

He carries me to the desk, where Ethan has already swept everything to the floor. The length and width of it are perfect for what he has in mind. Laying me down across the wood, I’m spread out for their viewing, a feast for the taking. I stay motionless, gazing up at them, my feet on the desk, legs open wide. They stand side-by-side, shoulders pressed together, hungry looks on their faces.

I can’t tear my eyes away as they start to undress, losing first their button-up shirts and then their pants. Their lengths are thick and ready, pulsing. Ethan licks his lips, his gaze slithering from my head to my toes, then back up again.

They seem to have an unspoken agreement, because there’s no fighting. No animosity. They work together in silence, Ethan stepping to the side of the desk. I reach for his dick, wrapping my fingers around its girth and absorbing its warmth. Ethan pushes his hips closer, nudging his length’s head against my mouth.

I’m salivating, my mouth watering with greed.

Eyes closed, I lick the very tip of Ethan’s head, swirling my tongue around it as I take it fully in. With one hand, I pump the base. Somehow, he becomes even stiffer.

Zach’s hands are on my thighs, spreading them wide. I open my eyes and peer down the length of the desk as I bob my head on Ethan’s shaft. Zach’s lifting my legs, holding them up at an angle as he takes his dick to my opening.

He slides in, smooth as butter, disappearing completely in my channel. Pleasure ripples up through me, making it easier to relax my jaw.

With my whole body relaxed, taking both guys at once is no problem. Ethan and Zach are both buried in me to the hilt, one in my mouth and one between my legs.

Zach lifts my legs higher, hitting a spot inside me that makes me cry out. My moan comes out gurgled, eaten up by Ethan’s dick.

Faster and faster they pummel into me. Ethan twists his fingers in my hair, hand traveling across my hips. A sharp spank hits my swollen nub, and I yelp. He quickly replaces the short burst of pain with pleasure, though, rubbing me with just the right friction and pace.

The pressure and pleasure build in me, and I’m moaning loud, my mouthful doing nothing now to quell my shouts. Zach and Ethan start groaning too, their delicious moans sending me over the edge.

Zach takes over the stroking of my clit, and Ethan takes hold of my breasts, tugging and twisting my tight nipples. Each tug sends an electric jolt through me, making me arch my back and silently beg Ethan to keep touching me.

With a cry that takes all my breath, I explode, the pleasure so strong lights flash before my eyes. I jerk, thrashing around in ecstasy.

Bang!

I sit up straight, my hands clutching the edge of my desk.

My desk?

Rubbing my unfocused eyes, I take in the apartment: in front of me, my desk lamp pointed at the open laptop. The dark window beyond reflecting my tangled hair and blinking eyes. And, on the rug, an empty coffee cup.

A dream. That’s all it was.

I knew that the moment I walked into Zach’s office and Ethan was there, but once the guys put their hands on me I conveniently let lucid dreaming slip to the side.

But, I swear… I can still feel their touch. And