Page 26 of Her Billionaire Stocking Stuffers

My offer isn’t some twisted obligation or a transactional exchange.

“Is that why you three wouldn’t touch me with a thirty-nine-and-a-half-foot-pole yesterday?” I’m joking, but I’m not. I wonder if they have regrets about the stream or simply want to make it clear that us screwing around was for their job only.

“It’s notthatbig, baby.” Cole smirks. “But mostly we just didn’t want to rush you. You were a virgin and we fucked the shit out of you. We figured you needed some time to recover.”

“What I needed was you. All three of you.” The shirt flutters as it falls to the floor, leaving me naked and exposed before them. The fire roasting my backside has nothing on the heat of their three hungry stares.

When they still don’t budge, doubt creeps in. “What? Would you rather stream it?”

“Fuck no.” Cole rears back. “Having you this morning is our present, damn it. Just for us.”

“Are you only interested if it’s for the site?” Gabriel maintains a matter-of-fact tone, but I see Pax’s wince out of the corner of my eye.

“Of course not!” I reach for them, and finally…finally…they come. “You’re messing with my head. Do you want me or not?”

“We’re trying to be patient. To keep from jumping you every ten seconds,” Cole growls like it’s damn near impossible to resist.

“Well quit that.” I prop one hand on my hip though it probably is hard for them to take me seriously when I’m already naked.

A smile spreads, slow and wide, across Gabriel’s face. He stands and crosses to me until he’s staring down, way down, at my wide eyes. “Don’t forget who’s in charge here, baby girl.”

“Maybe you should remind me.”

“Good idea.” Cole crosses to the Christmas tree and unwinds several strips of the wide red ribbon with gold edges we used to decorate it. “Give me your hands.”

I hold them out to him, and he makes quick work of tying my wrists together.

“That’s right.” Gabriel shucks his clothes as he stalks closer. “Tie her up so she can’t tempt us to rush. You’re going to lie there and let us worship you, baby girl.”

If he expects me to complain, he’s going to be waiting until the ghost of Christmas Yet To Come shows up to teach him better.

Pax joins in, pressing me backward so I’m stretched out on the soft rug in front of the fire. Cole keeps doing his thing, slipping the ribbon under and around me until he ties a pretty pattern on my torso that thrusts my breasts out.

“Much better than a bow.” Gabriel is stroking his cock as he watches his friend truss me until I’m the perfect present for his partners. “Pax, what are you waiting for? Show her how much you’re into those pretty tits.”

“He’s a boob man,” Cole adds with a grin.

I hardly hear him because Pax dives on me, burying his face in my enhanced cleavage as if he’s trying to suffocate himself with my flesh. His chest is warm—shirtless already—where it brushes my belly, making me realize he wasn’t wasting any time while Cole bound me.

His naked body is gorgeous. A fact that neither Cole nor Gabriel is oblivious to.

Cole takes the opportunity to slap Pax’s ass, encouraging him to feast on me, licking and sucking on my nipples. Gabriel cheers him on. “Fuck yes, I love seeing our baby boy getting off with our baby girl.”

“Fuck, me too.” Cole reaches up and fists his hands in Pax’s hair, making him moan against my chest. “So quit playingaround and put that talented fucking mouth of yours to better use.”

I’m about to argue that it was doing a fine job where it was, when Cole drags Pax lower.

The instant his tongue swipes along my slit then lightly circles my clit, I’m lost.

“He was so sad he couldn’t eat you out with our masks on.” Gabriel crouches down by my side, opposite Cole while Pax drapes my thighs over his shoulders and feasts.

“If he had, we’d have realized sooner that you were a virgin.” Cole grimaces. “We would have stopped. Done it right.”

“Glad you didn’t know then,” I grind out between pants and gasps as Pax starts suckling my clit while his fingers probe my entrance.

Gabriel doesn’t talk—he sits and watches, making sure I’m comfortable and well taken care of by his baby boy. Idly, he pets me and Pax, letting us have our fun.

It’s so different from the livestream.

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