Holiday Guests

9

Behind us, the other guys move in, pressing against my back. The twins kiss along my neck and back, stroking my ass. It only heightens the pleasure that Josh is bringing me. Especially when one of the brothers slides his finger down between my cheeks. I gasp as he finds my back entrance and begins to rub it.

“You like that?” Mark asks, his mouth at my ear.

“Yes,” I say, with a moan. I’ve never had another guy touch me there, but it feels surprisingly good.

That finger slips a tiny bit inside my tight hole, and I cry out. It goes deeper, sending a mix of pleasure and slight pain unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before.

“Oh yeah, she definitely likes that,” Finn says, between kissing my neck.

“Would you like it if we replaced this finger with one of our c***s?” Mark asks, with his low, sexy voice.

My eyes widen. It sounds so naughty, but it’s secretly something I’ve always wanted to try. And aren’t I already on Santa’s naughty list for sleeping with three guys in one night anyway?

Josh thrusts up into me hard. “Answer him.”

“Yes, I want that.” I can barely speak, I’m so overcome by what they’re doing to me.

“Not yet,” Finn says. “But maybe if you’re a good girl, we’ll give you a gift tomorrow.”

The idea is so hot that my next c****x rushes through me without warning. My entire body trembles as wave after wave of pleasure overwhelms me. Josh lets out a rough grunt, then pounds into me hard and fast before his c****x claims him too.

As our orgasms fade, hands cover my entire body and gently lift me up. I’m carried upstairs to my bedroom, and all I can do is relax and let it happen, because my body has turned to putty.

The guys tuck me into my large bed, before curling up around me. They press soft kisses to my face and neck as they pull the covers over us and hold me close. I feel so completely protected and warm that I instantly close my eyes and snuggle against them.

“Merry Christmas, Leah,” the guys whisper, before sleep claims me.

8

Mark

After Leah falls asleep in our arms, I look at the other guys with a satisfied grin. All our planning, waiting, and lusting after Leah has finally paid off. She proved she wants us—all three of us—as much as we each want her. More than that, she showed she was open to having all of us at once. No, she loved the idea. Tomorrow we’ll make that dream a reality.

“She’s asleep,” I say, glancing at her beautiful, sleeping face, and her long black hair spread across her pillow. “Let’s go.”

We ease out of bed carefully so that we don’t wake her, then throw on some clothes and tiptoe downstairs, trying not to make the old house’s stairs creak. We head out the front door and trudge through the snow to our cars. Finn and I pop open the trunk and grab the presents we brought, while Josh grabs a gift from the backseat of his car. Once done, we return to the house and shut the door.

We knew Leah loved Christmas from the way she decorated her cubicle the second her Thanksgiving decorations came down. Hell, she loves all holidays. And we want to make this one extra special for her.

Even though her house is densely packed with Christmas decorations, there are few presents under the tree. We fix that by adding the ones we brought to the pile, and it looks a lot better now.

“Leah’s going to be so happy when she wakes up,” Josh says, grinning at the Christmas tree.

“No kidding,” Finn says. “She was so lonely and sad after her grandmother died. I know she’s missing her.”

I nod. “Now that she’s ours, she won’t ever be lonely again.”

We’re going to take good care of Leah, starting by spoiling her this Christmas. But it won’t end there. Anything she needs, we’ll get for her. She’s our woman now and we’ll do whatever it takes to make her happy. Now and forever.

9

Leah

I wake up so warm and cozy I just want to fall asleep again. But then I realize it’s Christmas morning and excitement makes me fully awake. This is my favorite day of the year and I’m not going to waste another second of it sleeping.

All three guys are wrapped around me in a tangle of naked limbs and masculine skin. A wave of lust rolls through me at the sight of them. I’m tempted to wake them up by stroking and kissing their gorgeous bodies, but I have a million things to do today to prepare our Christmas dinner. Not to mention, I need some time to think about everything that happened last night.

I hop in the shower while the guys continue sleeping. As the warm water washes away the evidence of what we did last night, I find it hard to believe it really happened. It’s too good to be true. All three of the men I’ve been lusting after wanting me and being okay with sharing me. There must be some kind of catch. Or if not, it can’t last. This must be a temporary fling, a fun hookup where they can live out one of their fantasies before they move on to permanent relationships. I have to make sure I don’t let myself get attached...or worse, fall in love with them. But as long as it does last, I’m willing to go with it and enjoy the benefits.

I get out of the shower and find my bed empty. The sound of low male voices drifts up from downstairs, but I’m not sure what they’re doing. I quickly throw on a festive green dress and head downstairs.

In the kitchen, Mark is wearing nothing but an apron as he stands over my stove, with his sexy, tight ass on display. My mouth waters at the sight as I walk into the room.