My skin tingled with their kisses, and I almost lost my mind when Ash nudged me onto the edge of the bed and knelt between my legs.
“It’s been too long since I tasted you.” He thumbed my clit and blew a soft breath over my sensitive skin.
I fell back on the bed, and Rafe and Bishop joined me.
The three of them touched me at once.
Kisses.
Strokes.
I’d had all of this before, but not with their promises of love living in my mind.
It heightened my senses and made every touch more intense.
Ash used his fingers and tongue to drive me toward the edge.
Every stroke fisted my hands in Rafe’s hair and Bishop’s muscled back.
He pressed a kiss to my navel and watched me as Ash thrust his tongue into me and added a harder pressure to my clit.
“I want all of you inside me again.” No matter how many times we went to bed together, I’d never get tired of this.
Them pleasing me, me pleasing them.
It was more than sex.
I loved every second we spent together, and while we’d had sex in a myriad of ways, today felt different.
The whole world felt different.
They loved me.
Ash lifted his head and grinned at me. “Oh, you’re going to have us inside you. In time.”
Rafe winked and kissed my earlobe. “We have all the time in the world. And we’re going to spend it here with you.”
Merry Christmas, indeed.
EPILOGUE: NOELLE
One year later
I stretched in the big bed alongside my three very satisfied men.
All four of us struggled to catch our breath, and our laughter trickled out in fits and starts.
After another successful night delivering presents, we’d fallen into bed and finished out the night loving each other.
One year with them, and I still couldn’t get enough.
I rolled toward Ash and propped my head on his chest. “I can’t believe they left out cookies shaped like motorcycles.”
The sight of those cookies had almost done us in. Little Andre must have recognized Rafe last year and convinced his mother to make the cookies.
Ash nuzzled the top of my head. “Kid’s got style.”
Bishop propped himself up on his elbow and kissed my bare shoulder.
