Page 80 of A Very Daddy Christmas

“The best Christmas present is right here,” I say, my voice but a whisper.

Sebastian’s muscles are superbly sculpted, his tattoos covering most of his combat scars. I love the way the shadow and light dance in black ink all over his chiseled arms while his piercing blue eyes begin to undress me long before I reach for the zipper at the back of my dress.

“I could say the same about you,” he says and takes a step closer.

Riggs comes over with the dusty pink babydoll that was part of the lingerie set they gave me last night. “Off with the dress, but keep the heels on, darlin’,” he says, handing it over.

“Yes sir,” I happily oblige, then peel the dress off my body while I admire Riggs in this dim, golden light. It brings out the specks of silver in his blonde hair, and it casts a soft glow over his tanned, ripped torso, sandy curls scattered across his strong chest.

His cock twitches with desire, veins throbbing along the shaft.

I want to taste him so badly.

The dress is off, and the babydoll is on.

“Slowly, turn around,” Waylan says, already stroking himself as he lovingly admires me. “I want to see all of you, baby.”

“Happily, sir,” I reply and do a 360-degree turn, counting the seconds before I’m facing them again.

“Part your legs,” Sebastian commands me.

Without hesitation, I oblige, and he kneels before me. Our gazes are locked as he devours my wet pussy. “Oh, wow,” I manage as Waylan and Riggs flank me, their hands traveling up and down my body in reckless exploration.

Their fingers brush over the dusty pink lace and my skin with equal enthusiasm, registering every inch of me as they take turns kissing my lips, while Sebastian’s capable tongue slides between my slick folds. He suckles my clit as I swing my hips in a steady rocking motion, meeting each lap of his tongue.

“You taste like heaven,” I hear him say, while Waylan trails wet kisses down the side of my neck and Riggs tugs at the lace of my bra, releasing one nipple for him to shamelessly tease.

I moan as the tension builds up in my core.

Sebastian brings two fingers to my center, teasing and probing my entrance. He curls them with every retreat as he sucks my swollen nub harder until I can’t take it anymore.

Riggs nibbles on my nipple, teeth grazing, Waylan doing the same to my other breast. They fondle and squeeze, lick and kiss, suckle and bite until every nerve ending in my body comes alive.

“Oh, God, don’t stop!” I cry out, holding on to Waylan’s and Riggs’s muscular shoulders while Sebastian finger-fucks and eats me into the sweetest insanity.

I fall off the edge of the world and come hard, shaking and moaning and begging for more as Sebastian squeezes every drop of my orgasm, drinking me as I ride the wave into absolutenothingness. It takes a while for me to descend from the heavens, but they happily wait.

They wait until I open my eyes and breathe a heavy sigh.

“I want a dessert of my own,” I tell my men and motion for Sebastian to get up.

Smiling, he obliges, and I peer into their hooded eyes as I kneel and beckon for them to serve me. Three magnificent cocks throb against my lips, and I take turns sucking and licking each, stroking their full, glorious lengths with both hands. I taste the salty pre-cum and let them slide down my throat, squeezing the base and fondling their rock-hard balls as I listen to the sounds of their ragged breaths intensifying.

I feel the veins swelling against my tongue with each slow thrust.

I relax the back of my throat as I let Sebastian glide deeper. Then Riggs. Then Waylan.

“Come up before I lose my fucking mind,” Waylan snaps and pulls me back on my feet. I’m soft in his hold, my knees quivering with excitement. “You’re riding me first, baby.”

“Gladly.”

I straddle him on the edge of the bed, his fingers digging into my butt cheeks.

Riggs removes my bra, my full and tender breasts bouncing with gratitude as Waylan spears me with his full length. Sebastian gets behind me and joins him inside, while Riggs climbs on the bed and slides his thick cock in my mouth. I welcome all three, tears of joy streaming down my cheeks.

These crotchless panties are a game-changer, making me feel like the naughtiest little thing. I’m the queen of their spicy fantasies, getting drunk with a whole new kind of power as I ride Waylan while Sebastian rams into me, harder and faster.

My pussy stretches in wonderful agony as they fill me, as they split me in half and take me, harder and faster.

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