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“I love you, Jax,” she tells me, giving me all kinds of chills as we reach the door.

“I love you, Lilly,” I reply, the words coming easier than breathing as I open the door, walking through and kicking it shut behind me.

And I spend the rest of the night showing her just how much she means to me.

CHAPTER FIVE

LILLY

Iwake up with a delicious ache between my thighs and a warm lemon scented body wrapped round my naked back. There’s also something hard and unyielding, poking into my arse, and a throaty chuckle escapes me.

“God, I missed waking up next to you, Baby Girl,” Jax rumbles in the sexiest voice known to man, all gruff and husky from sleep. His arms tighten round me, pulling me against him even more, and he nuzzles into my neck as his hand starts drifting south.

Just as I’m about to reply, though he’s already turning my mind into mush with his touch, the door flies open and with a sense of déjà vu, Loki strolls in. Jax groans, pausing in his attentions.

“The fuck you want?” he growls at the angel faced intruder, who smirks in return.

“Merry belated Christmas!” Loki shouts, darting to the bed and grabbing my hand, yanking me away from Jax who snarls like a wolf and lunges to grab my other hand, missing bya hair. “Need to be quicker next time,He-Man!” Loki cries triumphantly, pulling me out of the bed.

“Hey! I am not a fucking dog toy!” I scold as Loki pulls me close, grabbing a handful of my arse as his lips descend onto mine.

I get lost in his kiss, drowning in all things Loki. My hands rub up and down his bare chest, teasing his nipple bar with my fingertips, eliciting a deep moan from his throat.

“Much as I would love to take this further…” he murmurs against my lips. “Ash and Kai want to give you their presents.”

“Presents?!” I screech, pulling away and starting to walk towards the door. “Why the fuck didn’t you start with that?”

“Um, Baby Girl?” Jax questions, so I stop and turn back, brow raised. “Not that I’m complaining, but you may want to put some clothes on, otherwise I don’t think it’ll be just gifts that are exchanged.”

“Fair point, well made.” I nod seriously, looking down at my naked, slightly flushed body. Turning back into the room, I head over to my bags, which are on a stylised carved wooden chair.

I do a quick pit sniff, decide I’m not too fruity given that Jax and I had a shower when we got in last night. I hear manly chuckles behind me.

“What?” I ask, my forehead creased as I turn to face them, one hand on my popped out hip.

“Need me to sniff your pussy to make sure that’s okay too?” Loki asks, trying and failing to keep a straight face. Jax outright barks a laugh, and then, I kid you not, they fucking high five like children.

“Fuck off, Loki,” I tell him, sticking my tongue out, then smirking as a diabolical idea comes to mind.

Reaching my other hand down, I use a finger to swipe between my folds. Both boys go deathly silent as I bring the finger up to my lips, darting my tongue out and licking the digitbefore sucking it into my mouth. My own flavour bursts on my tastebuds, musky, but not unclean.

“I’m all good, ta,” I tell them, turning back to my bag, and pulling out some underwear and clothes for the day. I go for red lace—obviously, given the festive theme—and a light cotton rainbow sundress with a full circle skirt.

Before I can so much as take hold of my knickers, strong hands spin me round, throw me over a huge shoulder, and then deposit me on the bed with a bounce and a squeak.

“Jax…” I warn, and he smirks down at me, getting to his knees on the bed. His smile grows wider as Loki joins us. “Ash and Kai will be mad…”

“Don’t worry, Pretty Girl. I’m sure you’ll enjoy their punishments,” Loki tells me seconds before they descend on me like lions on a kill.

Suffice to say, we are late, and all need a shower after all.

Once we’re clean and dressed, we walk into the living room area, where I get to appreciate the guy’s island villa that it's daytime. It’s stunning. The far wall is floor-to-ceiling glass doors, revealing a stunning view over the water. There’s a swimming pool set into the deck with one of those disappearing edges so that it looks like you are swimming out to sea. We're on a higher level, so the view goes on for miles, with small specks in the distance that I assume are other islands.

The room is all light wood, carved in an Indonesian style. There are brightly coloured textiles everywhere, making my inner creative very happy, and comfy looking light grey sofas, with throws and blankets, again in bright colours, thrown over the backs and sides.

On one side is a wooden open style kitchen, with wooden countertops and all the modern conveniences one could wish for. To the left of the glass doors is a beautiful carved wooden table and dining chairs, enough to seat eight people comfortably, and let them enjoy the view whilst dining.

“Merry Christmas, Lilly,” I hear Kai’s melodic voice, and I look to the side to see him approaching me.