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MAKAYLA

“ I can feel you burning up underneath these clothes,” Kellan growls.

“Then we need to lose these layers,” I gasp.

For now, it’s only Kellan and me. He slips a hand beneath my ass, holding me steady as he devours my lips. My ski suit crinkles, stretched to the brink as we brace against the door to keep from toppling.

Our tongues dance, our lips locked as if we share a single set of lungs. Breathing feels optional. The more I kiss him, the more I want.

“Off with this,” he growls, stripping off my jacket first. “Off with everything, Kay. I want you so bad, it fucking hurts.”

“I want you too,” I whisper against his lips.

“Every time you wiped out on the slopes, I wanted to pin you in the snow,” he says.

“I would have let you do that, if there weren’t other people around…”

He lets out a rough laugh. “Fuck other people. If we hadn’t come back here when we did, I would have committed a felony just to be with you.”

Across the room, I hear zippers and the rustle of fabric. I glance sideways to find Alex and Oscar stripping down, sculpted bodies coming into view as they watch Kellan claim me.

He grips my ass firmly, pulling me away from the door. Carrying me to the couch, he sets me down and presses himself on top of me.

“Get me out of these boots,” I moan as I throw one leg around his hip.

Someone takes pity on me; while I’m kissing Kellan, a pair of hands yanks off one boot. Another set of hands—or maybe the same—tugs off the other, and suddenly my legs are free to move.

I open my eyes as Kellan trails wet kisses down my neck, his hands kneading my breasts through my jacket. Oscar and Alex hover nearby, gloriously naked and obscenely hung, starving for me.

“Oh, wow,” I breathe, my heart racing.

I hook both legs around Kellan’s waist, pulling him closer.

A desperate need drums through my heart, erasing every thought.

My fears evaporate. It doesn’t matter what happens a year or two from now.

Only this hotel suite matters. This couch.

And the three magnificent men I’ve been dreaming about for a decade.

Kellan seals the kiss and pulls back. I’m dizzy from heat and arousal, finding a bit of respite as a cool breeze from the balcony sweeps around me.

Oscar kneels by my side, taking my hand in his. He kisses me gently, while Kellan is still between my legs.

“Let’s get you out of that jacket,” he says.

“Please.” I sink back as he finds the zipper. I allow him to undress me, my eyelids half-closed, my breath ragged while my pulse races into the great unknown.

Oscar takes my hand and gently threads it through the jacket sleeve. Against my core, I feel Kellan’s cock pulse with need. I gaze up to see him reaching for his own jacket. He shucks it off without bothering with the zipper and flings it aside.

I stretch gratefully. The fewer clothes I’m wearing, the better. None would be ideal.

Kellan dips to give me one more kiss—fast and hungry—before pulling away.

He disentangles himself from my thighs, while I struggle to sit up. My head is swimming, and we’ve only just begun. Alex takes his brother’s place beside me, handing me a fluted glass of champagne.

Alex lifts the glass. “Let’s toast to this first.”

I welcome the bubbly sweetness rolling down my throat, fully aware of their heated attention, their fast-beating hearts, and their bodies aching for mine.

Climbing into Alex’s lap, I kiss him deeply. “Very good vintage, if I may say so,” I murmur, flashing a wicked smile.

“Only the best for Kay,” he whispers, his gaze softening.

I take another sip and set the glass down on the coffee table.

Gazing down at Alex again, I give him a wicked grin. “So how does this work, exactly?”

“It works any way you want it to, baby,” he replies.

I press my lips together, liking the sound of that. I’m the one in command here, and they’re all going to take my lead. Lowering my lips to his, I run my fingers through his hair. The rich texture tickles my skin, and it’s a sensation I would love to become addicted to.

I grind against his lap and feel him thicken beneath me, liquid heat pooling between my thighs. This is going to be so much fun, I don’t even know where to begin.

Alex kisses me slow and sure, sliding his hands beneath my shirt to circle my waist. I shiver with delight, the rough calluses on his fingertips scraping deliciously against my skin.

“I have a confession,” he says, looking up at me.

“Oh?” The single syllable is all I can manage with him this close.

“More than once, I’ve thought about seeing you again over the years… Wondering what kind of woman you’ve become.”

“Really?” I’m glad to know I’m not the only one whose thoughts wandered so far. “And how did you imagine me?”

“Oddly enough, you turned out almost exactly the way I pictured.”

He works his way up to my bra clasp. As our tongues tangle, he flicks open the clasp, and the restrictive fabric slips away. My breasts bounce free, nipples diamond-hard and aching for his mouth.

“That feels good,” I whisper.

“Then I’ll make it even better,” he promises, peeling my shirt away until I’m bare from the waist up. Pressing my chest to Alex’s, I allow myself to slow down a bit. There’s no time limit on our encounter; we have all night to explore.

Oscar settles beside us, patience warring with hunger in his eyes.

I break the kiss with Alex and reach over to kiss his brother. Perched on Alex’s lap, I lean across him to kiss Oscar, who combs his fingers from the nape of my neck up into my hair. What we’re doing promises more shades of pleasure than I can count.

Alex traces two fingers down my spine. I’m floating in a sea of sensations, nothing holding me back.

I straighten, smiling down at Alex, my palm splayed over his rippling chest. “It’s strange and wonderful all at once. Do you ever get used to it?”

“Every time is different, but with you it’s something else entirely,” he says.

“How so?”

“It’s you. You make it into something else, Kay. You bring something between us that was never there before,” Oscar replies.

“Something we can’t put into words,” Kellan admits.

Alex and Oscar each claim a breast, two hot tongues circling my rigid nipples and stealing my breath. Gasping, I toss my head back to immerse myself in the madness.

I try to track the choreography of their tongues—swirling, licking, teasing—but I can’t. It’s too much; every ounce of energy arrows to my core, my pussy soaked and tightening under brutal pressure.

“Oh, God, yes…” A moan escapes my lips.

I’m ascending to the next level of heaven. I feel out of control, my body attuned to their wants and desires. I hear footsteps crossing the room and a moment later, Kellan grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls my head back.

“You’re a fucking dream, Kay.” He crushes his mouth to mine. I feel like I’m drowning in men.

The kiss doesn’t last forever, and finally Oscar releases my right breast. Kellan doesn’t wait for an invitation. He grips my hips and lifts me off his brother. Cold air circles my nipples. They’re stiff and raw, aching for more.

Kellan tucks my hair to one side and nips at the curve of my neck. I lean my head back against his shoulder, well aware that Alex and Oscar are seated in front of me, watching the whole thing.

Kellan slides his hands beneath my pants. The elastic waistband offers no resistance. He slides them down over my ass, pushing them all the way to my knees. The other men help until only my wet panties are left.

“Every curve of yours is an invitation…” Kellan whispers in my ear.

“Then help yourselves to all of it,” I reply, burning with reckless arousal. “Take me.”

“Skin so soft…”

I give into temptation, letting him stroke my right side from the thigh, then past my hip and all the way up to my rib cage.

There’s a fire raging in my core that makes the entire concept of winter melt away.

I feel Kellan’s lips against my throat again, as he cups one of my breasts in an eager hand.

“We’ll take turns, this time,” Kellan says.

“I suppose you want to ease me in,” I giggle.

“Patience, grasshopper,” Alex quips. “You’ll get all three of us at once, soon enough.”

I give them a playful pout. “It had better be sooner rather than later.”

Kellan bends me over gently, placing one of my hands on each of his brothers’ shoulders.

Alex cradles my jaw and plants a kiss so sinfully hot it steals my breath. He indulges for mere seconds before allowing me to kiss Oscar. One after the other, I lick at their lips, growing dizzy from the back and forth.

Behind me, Kellan is moving into position.

I can’t take my eyes off their gargantuan cocks, all three wonderfully thick and long enough to split me in half. But I find the strength to focus on Oscar’s tongue, scratching my way down his chest in order to reach his magnificent erection.

“You are insatiable, aren’t you?” Oscar asks, his breath ragged, his voice dripping with desire as our gazes become locked.

“I have you to blame…”

Kellan slides his palms across my backside. Everything he touches bursts into flames. He hooks his thumbs in my panties and shoves them down, spreading my legs for unfiltered access.

I feel the tip of Kellan’s dick testing my entrance.

“Fucking hell, you’re primed and ready.” Kellan groans, dragging his tip through my slick. “So wet… So hot…”

The bulging sensation sends a wave of ecstasy rocketing through me. Kellan circles the head of his cock around my entrance, lighting up every nerve. This is the moment I’ve fantasized about since high school.

“Fuck me, please,” I beg him.

“As you wish,” he replies, sliding deep before I have a chance to catch my breath.

My eyes flash open and I see both Alex and Oscar looking at me with a peculiar warmth in their eyes. It’s as if our souls have suddenly become connected. Kellan fills me up, stretching me to the limit. I see stars dancing across the room; fireworks explode against the wall.