Page 33 of A Very Daddy Christmas

This is ridiculously hot. They’re keeping the right amount of distance between us, and I have a feeling this thing we have is going to explode and swallow us all at once. But I do as I’m told, my pussy clenching with desire as I slowly unbutton and unzip his jeans then pull them down. His thighs are huge—raw, hard muscle and soft skin, long and strong—and I can’t help but run my fingers over the soft ginger hair that covers them.

His cock greets me as I pull myself up, shamelessly poking through his black briefs.

“All of it,” Waylan says.

I slip my fingers under the waistband and pull them down, letting the beast hang freely, mere inches from my lips. “Whoa,” I whisper, kneeling before him.

“Would you like a taste?”

I look up, my core tightening as I nod slowly. These men bring out a side of me I didn’t even know existed. Any inhibitions I had are gone. All that remains is a thirst for all three, a desperate need to feel them inside me. I want to be claimed, to experience complete abandonment of my senses.

Waylan smiles, his gaze softening before the fires in his eyes turn black. “Have at it, baby.”

I take Waylan’s cock in my hand, feeling its generous girth and the veins pulsating along the shaft. He’s so hard and big. I open wide and wrap my lips around the head first, drawing a heavygasp from his throat.

“Fuck,” he hisses as I press my tongue against the tip, tasting the salty pre-cum.

I take him in, one inch at a time, relaxing the back of my throat to let him glide all the way down, but he gingerly grabs me by the head and beckons me to pull back.

“What’s wrong?” I ask.

“I’m gonna come too soon if you keep doing that.”

Growing increasingly confident, I strip Riggs naked next. His sweater and jeans join the rest of our clothes, followed by Sebastian’s. I take my sweet time with each of them, letting my fingers run over their tattoos and scars, exploring every inch of these fine men until the pressure reaches its peak.

“Come here,” Waylan says, then pulls me into a devastating kiss.

I’m so hot, so needy, I’m teetering on the edge of an orgasm as his lips crush mine, as our tongues tangle in a fiery match. I moan as Sebastian moves behind me and peels my panties off, while Riggs unhooks my bralette and tosses it to the side. We’re all naked now and famished for one another.

The three men surround me, taking turns kissing me, devouring me, bringing me closer to an excruciatingly sweet pinnacle.

“I’ve been dying to have you like this for a while,” Waylan growls and slips a hand between my legs. He finds me slick and sizzling, which prompts him to lower his head and take my nipple in his mouth while he strokes me faster and faster.

“Oh, God, I’m gonna come.” I quiver and let go of my senses as I hold on to him.

“Come, baby,” Sebastian says and smacks my ass.

It coincides with a veritable eruption as Waylan slides his fingers inside me, the bottom of his palm pressed against my clit. It’s insane. It’s erotic. It’s absolute freedom as I come, as he finger-fucks me into madness.

Riggs soon takes over.

I’m still hazy as he trails kisses down the side of my neck and walks behind me, pushing me toward the bed, while Sebastian and Waylan rush ahead to take their positions. My legs are shaking. I need more, so much more of what they’re so eager to give me.

“Are you ready for all three of us, Cora?” Waylan asks as he climbs on top of the bed, his cock erect and twitching for me.

“Please, yes,” I whimper, watching Sebastian lay on his back. “I need you. All of you, inside me.”

“And you’ll get all of us,” Riggs grunts and lifts me off the ground as though I weigh no more than a small sack of potatoes. He sets me on top of Sebastian, and I quickly straddle him while Riggs gets behind me and joins him deep inside my soaked pussy. “Dammit, woman, how can you feel so fucking good every time?”

He grabs my hair and pulls my head back. I open wide for Waylan to give me his cock. I take him, eager to taste more of him, while my pussy stretches as Riggs and Sebastian fill me up.

“You’re absolutely perfect,” Waylan says, lovingly caressing my face. He smiles, watching me suck him with mindless devotion.

Sebastian holds me upright, one hand on my hip while the other kneads my left breast. Riggs digs his fingers into my ass, and Waylan holds my head, all three going in and out of me in arhythm that grows faster and rougher with each thrust.

“That’s a good girl,” Waylan groans when I let him go all the way, sliding down my throat.

My breasts bounce as Sebastian and Riggs thrust into me harder, my core tightening as I clench around their massive cocks, my screams muffled by Waylan’s manhood. I lick him delightedly when he pulls back to give me a chance to breathe, but I can feel him getting closer to the edge.

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