Page 20 of Snowed in with the Villains

They’re standing side by side, hands in their pants pockets, and do nothing but stare at me. They’re so ridiculously gorgeous, I can’t help but stare back.

I’m so hot, I’m worried I might burst into flames.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” Kai says softly.

“Come here,” Eason commands.

Tentatively, I walk toward them, and immediately my body pulses, and I start to tremble anew.

Alex cups my cheek and lowers his mouth to mine. I gasp before his lips brush against me, moaning involuntarily at the contact. He coaxes me to open my mouth for him, and when I do, his arm goes around my waist as he crushes my body against his, lifting me up onto his thigh.

I shudder as he moves his leg so that my bare pussy brushes against the fabric of his trousers. Mortification robs me of pleasure when I realize I’m going to stain his very expensive suit with my wetness. I can’t stop the deluge of my arousal, not when his tongue deepens into my mouth and I throw myself further into him.

He drags his lips away from me, then hands me over to Kai. Kai holds me as if I’m a precious piece of treasure. His kiss is so gentle, so soft, so sensual I sigh into his mouth. My hands clutchonto this t-shirt stretched against his broad chest, his heart thundering against me as I pull him closer still. I want him to kiss me harder, but he doesn’t. He holds me at bay and continues his soft delight on my mouth and nothing more.

Eason takes me next. He pins me to a wall, grasps my chin, and forces me to look up. He then dangles his mouth above mine, so all I can feel is his breath. My nerves clamor to feel his tongue slide over mine. To feel his hands on me, but all he does is tease me that way until I can’t wait anymore. I reach up and kiss him, boldly, uncaring about anything else except this need to feel Eason in my mouth the same way I did with Alex and Kai.

Eason chuckles and lets me kiss him the way I want. I kiss him clumsily, hungrily, gasping for air when I take too long to come up for a breath, and he lets me do just that.

He pulls me away from the wall. Alex and Kai are behind me now, peeling the nightie off my body and leaving kisses and bites on my shoulders, leaving me naked between them.

They take my breasts in their hands and roll my nipples into hard pebbles before they lower their heads and suck.

I can barely stand, and relief floods me when Kai, so gently again, picks me up and carries me to the bed. He lays me down, towers over me, and then kisses his way down my body to my pussy.

The instinct, incredibly strong and born from shyness to close my legs before he touches me, is useless. Kai’s large hand keeps my thighs parted with very little pressure, and then I feel his mouth on me.

My back arches. Stars burst from behind my closed eyes. He sucks softly, tenderly, taking my clit into his mouth as if it werea priceless thing he was afraid of breaking. His fingers part my folds and dip into the center of my pussy, and I immediately want to clamp down.

“You’re too fucking tight,” he growls softly against my thigh before he takes my clit into his mouth again, and this time doesn’t stop sucking on me until I explode into his mouth. Dear god, I did that.

Alex catches the remainder of my orgasm in his mouth and adds a deep, searing, agonizing pressure to my clit with his tongue while he rubs his knuckle between my folds. I can’t tell if I started a new climax or if I’m continuing the one I had.

Eason catches me at the moment when my limbs are shaking, my bottom lip sore from me biting it, and my heart ready to burst out of my chest. I can’t believe when I come again for him.

“Please, now,” I say, begging, shaking, unsolicited tears pouring down my face. I can’t deal with the overwhelming need to feel them inside me.

I watch with rapt attention as Alex removes his clothes. Fear drizzles all over my arousal. He’s a stunning, perfect male specimen, but his cock is too big.

Part of me wants to close my legs; the other part wants to demand he touch me again. I don’t have to wait too long.

Alex leans over me. I grab him, kissing him, going mad with the emptiness I feel in my pussy.

Bravely I reach for his cock. He groans against my mouth, kissing me roughly as he moves his body, so his shaft nestles against my pussy.

Looking deep into my eyes, he pushes in. The sensation is so glorious that I want more. I lift my hips, and he drives in deeper. And that’s when I start panicking. He’s too big. He’s going to tear me apart. I shake my head, but I don’t want him to stop. Not ever.

“Just breathe, Princess,” he says, his cock lengthening inside me, growing thicker with every breath I take. Tears roll down the sides of my face. The pain is brilliant, and the pleasure dark, but I don’t want him to stop.

“Hold on to me,” he says. I do. I fling my arms around his neck and hold on for dear life as he plunges into me, stretching me past the point I think my body can go. The excruciating drive into my center stuns me. My inner walls contract around his cock, and create a dam of wetness for him, but he’s just too thick, too long, and it’s not enough for him, so he penetrates me deeper. I’m sobbing now, quivering, volcanic heat washes over me as my pussy throbs unbearably. He reaches for my clit, and while lying still inside me, he coaxes me to come again until my body gives in, and I feel my pussy flutter all around him.

“Fuck. You’re incredible. But the first time we come inside you, Skye, we do so together.”

Chapter Seventeen

Skye

Alex’s words echo at the back of my head.

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