Three Christmas Wishes - Krista Wolf Page 0,51

heart of some deep, emotional core.

Love for you.

The word hung dreamily in my sleep-deprived mind. I tried wrapping my tired head around it. Forced myself to find a deeper meaning for the feelings that swept over me.

Then the water in one of the bathrooms stopped, and Brock was dragging me away to shower with him anyway.

Thirty-Eight

SLOANE

“You boys like?”

My palms felt cold against the glass, but the rest of my body was warm and welcoming. We’d slept for hours, and it was still dark outside. Below, through the hotel suite’s floor-to-ceiling window, the dark surface of the lake was dotted with tiny, far-away lights.

“Like is an understatement,” said Kade, lounging on one of the nearby couches. “But yeah. We like.”

I’d made them all sit there while I got ready, just as I had the last time. Only this time they were already stripped down to their boxers from having just slumbered alongside me. Right now I was dressed to the nines, decked out in the sluttiest thing I could possibly find. Black fishnets clung to my legs. Garter belts connected them to a lacy black teddy, the fabric so sheer and wispy it was barely there.

“You gonna give the word?” asked Brock. “Or are we supposed to just rush you all at once?”

My belly fluttered with excitement. Arching my back, I shoved my ass further in their direction and wriggled it enticingly.

“I’m thinking of a number from one to ten…”

“FOUR!”

Valerio had shouted the word before I could even explain the rules. Not that there were rules, mind you. In actuality, the complete lack of rules had been what kept things honest between all three of them.

“Who said you get first guess?” Kade growled.

“Six!” Brock shouted.

I glanced back, flipping my hair over one sexy shoulder. A sheer black G-string completed the outfit, barely covering my already significant wetness. I’d been drenched since waking up between them, in a pile of pillows and blankets we’d strewn across the floor. Apparently in fighting over who got to sleep with me they all somehow did.

“It’s not four,” I said coyly. “It’s not six either.”

My gaze shot to Kade, who was looking incredibly ready to tear into me. Swaying back and forth on my high-heeled pumps, I felt like a gazelle ready to be pounced on by a trio of lions.

“Nine,” Kade said, half-rising from the couch.

He was so close… and so fucking hard. Of the three growing mounds in the three pairs of boxer shorts, his was currently the biggest.

“No,” I said sadly, even though I wanted him to be correct. By now I was so horny. So ready to end my own self-inflicted torment…

“Ten,” said Valerio. I shook my head.

“One,” Brock cried.

Kade gripped the edge of the couch, ready to rush me the moment he was correct. He was fully hard now. Even better, he’d freed himself from the slit in the front of his boxer briefs and was gripping himself like he was holding a deadly weapon.

“Three,” he said evenly, staring straight into my eyes as he said it.

Oh fuck it, the little voice in my head chuckled. Three… Seven… at this point who really cares?

“YES!” I smiled back at him, urging him over with a sexy nod of my chin. “The number was thr—”

He was up from the couch and on me in a flash, pouncing like… well… a lion on a gazelle. His hands were giant paws on my hips. His breath hot and eager, as he nuzzled my neck and pressed against me from behind.

“Better tell us the rules or we’re coming too,” I heard Valerio say, his voice thick with growing arousal. “It’s now or never.”

Kade’s hands squeezed for a moment, then he was pushing down on the small of my back. He arched my body further. Forced me to thrust my ass even harder and more insistently against his throbbing, aching erection.

“Three minutes…” I gasped, my voice cracking a little as Kade’s hot mouth closed over my shoulder. “Someone start a timer. You have three minutes each…”

I felt my panties being pulled to one side, followed by a throbbing, bulbous head being dragged up and down through my slit. It was the greatest feeling in the whole fucking world.

“I want you to do me nonstop,” I gasped. “No slowing down. Three minutes as hard as you can go… a full three minutes before you switch off.”

I gasped as Kade slid inside, filling me in the middle of speaking. He began pumping me immediately, and it was everything I