Page 73 of One Baddie for Three Daddies

Before I can respond, James pulls me away from Liam and into his own embrace. His kiss is different—slower, more deliberate—but no less passionate. His hand cups my cheek, tilting my head just right as he deepens the kiss.

I’m barely aware of Alex slipping his arms around my waist from behind, pressing kisses along my neck and shoulder. “We make a pretty great team,” he whispers against my skin.

“You have no idea,” I gasp out as James’s lips move to my jawline.

Alex’s mouth on my neck combined with James’s kisses sends shivers down my spine. My knees are weak, and I’m grateful for their steadying hands.

I’m surrounded by them—hands caressing, lips exploring—and it's like coming home after a long journey. The taste of coffee lingers on their tongues. My senses are overwhelmed in the best way possible.

Liam tugs me closer for another lingering kiss. “Merry Christmas, Bia.”

“Merry Christmas,” I whisper back before getting lost in their embraces once more.

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BIANCA

Alex's lips trail down my neck, each kiss sending electric shocks through my body. My heart races, a blend of excitement and sheer happiness filling me to the brim. I can hardly believe I have them back in my life like this, and their Christmas gifts? Perfect.

James's hands caress my sides, his touch light but deliberate. "You really like the house idea?" he asks, voice husky against my ear.

"Are you kidding?" I breathe out, fingers threading through his hair. "It's perfect. You guys are perfect."

Liam steps back, his eyes dark with intent as he clears the trays of food off the bed. "Glad to hear it," he says, his tone steady but laced with heat.

Alex takes over, gently guiding me to lie down on the bed. His hands are firm but tender, and I feel a shiver of anticipation run through me as he looks down at me with that signature mischievous grin. "Now for the real present," he murmurs.

I bite my lip, my pulse quickening. "Oh? And what might that be?"

Liam and James exchange a look before they both turn their attention back to me. "You'll see," Liam says, his voice low and promising.

The bed is soft beneath me as Alex's hands move to my ankles, slowly sliding up my legs. His touch is confident, knowing exactly how to make every nerve in my body sing.

James's hand cups my cheek, turning my face toward him for a deep kiss that leaves me breathless."

Liam moves beside me, his eyes never leaving mine as he leans in close. "You’re ours," he states matter-of-factly before capturing my lips in another searing kiss.

Their touches blend together—soft and rough, teasing and demanding—creating a symphony of sensations that leave me gasping for more. My skin tingles under their caresses; every nerve ending is alight with pleasure.

Alex's fingers trace patterns on my thighs while James's hand cups one of my breasts through the thin fabric of my nightgown. Liam’s mouth finds its way to my neck again, sucking lightly before nipping at the sensitive skin there.

It's like I’m floating in a sea of sensation; each touch sends waves of pleasure crashing over me. My heart races faster with every kiss they plant on my skin.

"I love this," I whisper between gasps for air.

"So do we," Alex replies softly before trailing kisses along my hips.

James shifts slightly so he can look down at me properly; his eyes are dark with desire and intensity.

"We’re not letting you go again," he promises quietly before kissing me deeply once more—his tongue exploring mine hungrily as if trying to memorize every detail about this moment together again after so long apart.

I can barely catch my breath. Every nerve in my body is alive, sensations overwhelming me. Alex's hand slides further up my thighs, brushing against the fabric of my panties, making me gasp. He grins and pulls them down with a swift motion.

Liam and James pull my nightgown over my head, their eyes dark with intent. Both dip down simultaneously, taking my nipples in their mouths. Liam's touch is possessive, almost claiming, while James is rougher, his hand sliding to my neck and gripping it with just the right amount of pressure.

"You like that?" Liam's voice rumbles against my skin.

"You have no idea," I manage to say, arching into their touch.

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