Her Alpha Avengers [The Hot Millionaires #7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Zara Chase Page B

things a stage further without the need for words.
    Bring it on, gentlemen. Bring it on!

Chapter Nine
     
    Sabine slept the sleep of the totally satiated, and it was Mulligan’s whining that woke her the following morning.
    “Sorry, boy, am I neglecting you?” She sat up, pushed the hair from her eyes, and reached out to scratch his head. “You need to go out?”
    Woof.
    “What time is it?” She glanced at the bedside clock. “Goodness, gone seven. I must have needed that.”
    And she wasn’t referring just to the sleep. She stretched her arms above her head and smiled a somnolent smile, reliving in her mind her activities of the day before. The good parts, that is. She’d already managed to train herself not to dwell upon murder victims. Fin was right about that. It wasn’t her fault, she hadn’t killed anyone, and she refused to feel guilty about her innocent involvement in Spencer’s death.
    Liquid squirted from her pussy as she recalled the masterful touch of Fin’s hands on her sensitised skin, of Otto’s harsh treatment that she hadn’t been able to get enough of. She’d told Fin the truth in that she’d briefly had a boyfriend who was into BDSM, but nothing on the scale of these guys. And she had a lovely feeling that the best was yet to come.
    She touched her breasts, pleasantly sore from the pummelling they’d received from Otto, and grinned. Something was going right for her at last, and she intended to enjoy it to the fullest. It wouldn’t last for long. These guys appeared determined to track Pearson down, and they wouldn’t waste any time doing it, so she’d take what was on offer for as long as it was available and make the absolute most of it. The hell with being embarrassed or afraid to go after what she wanted. They’d opened the door, and it would be rude to slam it in their faces, wouldn’t it?
    “Come on, then,” she said to Mulligan, pushing back the covers. “I guess you need to water a bush or six.”
    Naked, Sabine pulled an overlarge T-shirt over her body and headed for the door. She laughed at her modesty. Fin and Otto had already seen her naked, and Gabe would, too, before the day was out. She’d agreed to pose for him and no longer had any qualms about doing so naked. It seemed only fair since these guys appeared to share everything. Hopefully, that would include her.
    She padded down the stairs with Mulligan at her heels and heard voices coming from Fin’s office. He was on the phone, saw her, and blew her a kiss. Otto’s office was empty. She glanced at his chair and giggled when she thought of the abuse they’d subjected it to the night before. He wasn’t there, but he obviously had been because two of the three screens were lit up, like he’d just walked away from them. Gabe was nowhere in sight, but Otto had implied that he often worked late into the night and then slept half the day.
    Sabine opened the sliding doors to the backyard, and Mulligan loped off to do his business. She sat on the edge of a patio chair, watching him trying to corner a gecko that was always going to elude him. Poor Mulligan. He tried so hard but never seemed to catch anything. Never mind. She’d have a shower and then take him for a proper run. Perhaps there would be some local cats who could taunt him.
    “Morning, sweetheart.” Fin plopped himself down beside her and leaned in for a kiss. “Sleep well?”
    “Like a baby.”
    Fin chuckled. “Can’t imagine why.”
    Gabe stuck his head round the door, wearing a pair of denim shorts and nothing else that was obvious to Sabine. Seemed as though he hadn’t worked all night, and she was the only one who’d slept in. Just like the other two, Gabe’s physique was a thing of beauty, and Sabine feasted her eyes on it with an unselfconsciousness that surprised her.
    “Morning, babe,” he said, taking his turn to nab a kiss. “You okay?”
    “Just fine, thanks.”
    “Are you hungry?”
    “Impossible as it seems after all that