Page 31 of Hot Chocolate & Hitmen

I gasp as his lips graze the sensitive spot below my ear.

Atlas growls approvingly as I sway into Key's solid chest. Teddy moves closer still, capturing me deliciously between their hard bodies. He toys with the collar of my robe, revealing inch after inch of my creamy flesh, the low V cut of the nightgown underneath leaving nothing to the imagination.

His hooded eyes follow the path of exposed skin as he bites his lip. "I think it's time we show our feisty little mistress just how much we liked her show of dominance..."

Yes,please.

My heart races at the searing heat in Teddy’s gaze as he devours my exposed skin. The need to consume me whole painted in every inch of his features. Yet, before he can make his move, Atlas sweeps in and throws me over his shoulder, earning a surprised squeak from me.

Instead of the apprehension and uncertainty that filled me when he made the same move in the kitchen not too long ago, desire and need pulses through me in heady thrums. I may not have known these guys as long as I have Jason, but their genuine care and thoughtfulness shine through like a beacon of hope. Lighting me up in ways I never knew was even possible.

Carrying me off into the master bedroom, he gently places me back down, letting my body slide against every inch of his as he gazes down at me hungrily. Grasping my chin in his grip, keeping my attention focused solely on him, my breath hitches in anticipation when I catch a glimpse of Key sidling up behind me before he dips out of my line of sight.

Glancing behind Atlas, I see Teddy standing in the doorway, the glow of the Christmas lights flashing downstairs, causing a deliciously menacing mass of dancing shadows in the background behind him as a devious smirk creeps across his face.

“On or off, Little One?”

I grin, wholeheartedly knowing my answer this time.

“Off,” I whisper, my voice raspy with need as I toe off my slippers.

“Good choice, Sugar,” Key coos, nibbling my ear lobe as his fingers deftly rid me of my robe and nightgown.

Standing bare before them, I’m robbed of breath when Key’s hot, naked body presses up against my back. Relinquishing his hold, Atlas assists Key in trapping my arms behind my back between us.

Pinned, with nowhere to go, my core clenches as Key wraps his arms around me and starts exploring just as Teddy steps further into the room. Watching them in rapt fascination, Teddy and Atlas both begin to slowly remove their clothes.

Catching the look on their faces, they don’t once take their eyes off Key’s wandering hands. A blush stains my cheeks and descends to cover my chest and torso as I try to hide away from their intense gazes, but Key won’t allow it.

“Don’t be shy, Sugar. After tonight, we will have tasted every delectable inch of you.” Key’s growled promise does nothing to help squander the blush now staining most of my body.

I’ve never been ashamed of my body, but having three, extremely handsome and clearly experienced men regarding me like I’m the woman of their dreams is rather intimidating.

Ruminating on his words and my reactions to everything, I pout when I realize I zoned out and missed the end of the strip tease that was happening in front of me. Chuckling, Teddy takes a step forward to come to stand beside Atlas. Their muscularfigures flexing and contracting with each movement, making my mouth go dry.

I wonder what it would be like to run my hands across their frames–to explore every carved surface of them. My pulse races with desire, my body throbbing for each of them, ready for them to touch me. To feel their hands on me. To feel their mouths claiming me until I'm screaming out their names in pleasure.

Teddy makes the first move, shocking me out of my lust-driven thoughts and into the present. A mewl escapes my lips as he wastes no time in securing his mouth to mine, indulging in a long, deep kiss that steals my breath away.

Allowing his hands to wander, they join Key’s in caressing every inch of my body until I have no idea whose hand belongs to whom. That feeling only intensifies when Atlas joins in, taking over from Teddy and adding his hands to the mix.

They continue to take turns devouring me senseless until Teddy pulls away and gives the others a silent look. Immediately, I’m scooped up in Atlas’ unyielding grip and tossed onto the bed. A giggle slips my lips as my body bounces a little, before settling into the plush fur throw they seem to have found.

That’s going to make clean up fun. Not!

I snicker to myself, squealing when Atlas descends over the top of me and cages my head between his arms.

“What’s so funny?”

I grin, noticing the dopey smile on his face.

“Nothing for you to worry about,” I reply coyly, booping his nose.

Growling, he grabs my hands and lifts me up over his shoulder again. This time, he repositions me horizontally across the bed so my head is hanging off one side, giving me a beautiful–albeit upside down view–of the snowy landscape outside.

Straining my neck, I try to look up at what Atlas has planned, but I don’t get the chance to process anything before all my faculties disappear.

“Candy canes!” I moan, the curses getting stuck in my throat as he rips my legs apart and gets straight to feasting on my cunt. No work up. No preamble. Just pure animalistic need drives him to spear me on his fingers and lap at my clit without any reprieve.

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