Page 79 of Theirs for the Holidays

“Show us how good you can be,” Sawyer says. “And how greedy you can be. We’ve gotta make up for lost time with all the orgasms you haven’t been having.”

I know that’s a shot at Andrew, and something about it stokes the flames higher.

The three of them keep going, and every time Lennox’s hips slam into me, I get that bit closer, inching nearer and nearer to the edge before I’m crying out and clenching hard around Lennox’s cock, coming undone.

There are tears in my eyes as I ride the waves of this orgasm, and my lungs squeeze painfully before I remember to gulp down greedy breaths of air. My head spins, and a second after I come, Lennox does too, like he was waiting for me.

I feel the warm rush as he pumps his load inside me, and then I go slack on the bed, shuddering through the aftershocks of that intense climax.

Lennox reaches up, going to wipe away the tears streaming down my cheeks, but his hand shakes before he can touch me. He pulls back, looking away, and something inside me breaks.

How can he think I don’t want him to touch me now? When we’re as close as we’ve ever been?

But I don’t want to ruin the moment, so I don’t say anything. Instead, I just pull him down to kiss him, trying to convey all the things I don’t have the words for right now.

He leans into it, kissing me back, and when he pulls away, there’s at least no shame in his expression. It’s just pure heat and satisfaction.

I’ll take that for now.

“Your pussy is even better than I remember it being,” he says, smirking.

He pulls out, and I wince at the sudden feeling of being empty.

I glance over at Rhett, the only one who hasn’t fucked me yet. My stomach flutters at the look in his eyes, and I bite down on my lip. I’m exhausted already, every part of me feeling wrung out and overworked, but at the same time, I’m still keyed up. Restless, almost.

I smile at him, beckoning him closer, and he moves in, almost like he can’t help himself.

That intense look is still in his eyes, but there’s an almost reverence to the way he touches me. His hand skims over my curves, moving down my arm to my side and then lower. I try toshift so he won’t touch the softness of my waist, but he shakes his head, pinning me with his stare.

“No,” he says firmly. “You’re not going to do that. If I’m gonna fuck you, I’m gonna fuck you any way I like. And that means getting a handful of your perfect hips and breasts.”

I swallow hard, staring up at him.

“Are we clear?” he asks.

I nod. “Y-yes.”

“Good girl.”

He makes a point to touch my hips, pressing those rough, calloused fingers against my skin. There’s no disgust or regret on his face, just heat and desire, and that makes passion flare within me all over again.

“Fucking perfect,” he growls. “You’re perfect, Tink.”

Before I can really react to that, he’s grabbing me more firmly and flipping me over so I’m on my hands and knees. My cheeks flare with heat at the thought that they can see everything like this even more.

My breasts hang down, swinging as I pant for breath, and my ass is up and on display, the clear evidence of Sawyer and Lennox coming inside me right there for everyone to see.

When I glance up, all three of the brothers have their eyes locked on me, and again, there’s nothing but pure lust in their expressions. Even Sawyer and Lennox, who already came, are looking at me like they wish they could devour me all over again.

My heart rate speeds up, and it feels like my blood is on fire, beating through my body in a way I can’t ignore.

Rhett slides a hand between my legs and I feel him scooping up his brothers’ cum, pushing it back into me and using it as lube to slick the way while he works first one and then two fingers inside me.

I moan at the feeling, pushing back to get more. “I thought you were going to fuck me,” I pant, turning my head to look back at him.

“Oh, I am,” he promises, and there’s no hesitation in his tone. “But you’re not ready yet.”

“How much more ready can I be?”