All Chapters of Madame X and her three billionaires : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

LACY Coffee eyes doesn’t blink, but his lips curve slightly. I have the sudden urge to get on my knees. Snap out of it, Lacy! I fold my arms. “Say something, or I'll walk out of here.” They'd presented an offer through our official site (in that site, we sell house furniture), and they discussed it with me via my secretary for 3 days until I signed. I remember every bit of information clearly. It said two fucking men. Not three. I may be known as a sex vixen, but I've never fucked more than two men. The guy on his knees stops sucking, releasing the hard cock with a pop. Green eyes grunts in disapproval, but the guy turns to me. Fuck my life. He has the prettiest blue eyes I’ve seen. I clench my pussy, afraid I’ll start leaking on the ground. “Can I talk to her? Please, sir?” He asks, eyes on Coffee's and not on Green. Hm. Interesting. It seems Coffee is the leader here. “Fine,” Coffee grunts. The smile on Blue's face gives me fucking butterflies. Because he’s so

HUNTER My eyes stay glued to where Kael's small fingers drill into Lacy. She's shaking so hard I don’t think she even realizes it. “You feel so good. You....oh God.” Her hand is trembling as it caresses his face. My boy loves a good praise so I know his cock is twitching right now. Even though I'm mad at Leon for bringing him along. Kale's the reason we're in Nevada. He's doing his Masters and has classes early tomorrow. He isn’t supposed to stay out this late. They fucking know it. Yet they begged me to let him come. Leon promised to be in charge of him. I almost laugh at the thought. They're both so far gone in this bombshell. When Lacy starts grinding on his fingers, I wrap my hands around her soft fucking hips and pull her off him. She whimpers from the loss. “Let’s see if you can take me now.” I adjust my condom to make sure it’s on properly before sinking into her again. I sigh and groan at the same time. “Fuck, she’s tight,” I growl at Leon. He’s out of his da

LACYI read the message over and over and over again, my mind reeling each time. My fingers remain in Grace until she's shuddering hard. I pull them out, wiping them on my pants. "What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost," She says, still panting. Yours sincerely, Leon&GreenHe didn't put his name. Green. He's going with the nickname I gave him. I'm about to get mad at him, at their secrecy and intrusion of my privacy.But then I remember that hard, throbbing cock in my hands. Hardening even more as I stroked it, as I ran my fingers down the bottom and caressed the tip with my tongue. The taste of precum, tangy and sweet.I remember the dazed look in Leon's eyes as he pushed his cock into my mouth, as he fucked my throat hard and merciless, the roughness of his thrusts as he pounded me from behind.I tighten my legs. I remember Green's hands on my skin, hard and unforgiving as he pushed into me, more controlled than Leon, bigger and deeper. The feel of his lips against my e

LACY The deep, silky drawl that comes out of my phone makes my breath hitch. "Doll?" I huff, clearing my mind off any dirty thoughts. He chuckles. "You hurt my feelings, and my reaction is to give you a pet name. Would you look at that?" I scoff. "I'm not a fan of pet names, Mr..." I trail off for him to fill in with his name, but he doesn’t take the bait. He merely hums. I reviewed our contract and found that it was Leon and Kale's names in the agreement. I hate things like these. People that even my intelligence team can not dig into. Who the fuck are you? I was so close to asking. "I'll make you a fan. I can make you do a lot of things, Doll. Do you believe that?" Oh God. I clenched my pussy at the tone of his voice, and cleared my throat. "No, you can't. I do only what I want to." "I wouldn't bet on that. Not with the heat in your voice. I can tell you're affected, Doll. Do you see it now? How good we'd all be together." How good we'd all be together... Not

LACY "Of course, Mr. Laurent. I would hate for you to come all the way here and still not be satisfied. We will make sure that everything is to your satisfaction," Grace said with a smile so bright it was obviously fake. I made a mental note to tell her to tone it down next time. I drank from my teacup, legs crossed as I felt their gazes on me. My full mask was on. I had it on whenever new high-profile clients like these requested to be brought to see the Club before booking. I'd had to send out a quick ride to his hotel to pick him up and drive him here. Most of my staff were made up of the drivers, and most of our club's cost went into fuel and transportation. At first, I'd formed the plan to pick and drop clients with tinted cars to be safe from the authorities just in case; I didn't want them knowing the route to the club, but overtime, we became lax with that, and now it's mostly because I think my clients like it. It makes them feel special to be picked up and dropped off,