Page 23 of Scrooged for the Holidays
“True. Let him up for air, would you?”
A sharp intake of breath has my feet moving of their own volition closer to the door. My brain starts to put things together, and I’m positive I know who I’ll see in that room: all three men from the photo.
“Please,” a throaty voice begs. “Please, fuck me.”
The pleading, honeyed tone does remind me of Kai. I hold my breath and flatten myself against the wall, peering through the thin gap by the door’s hinge. The single source of yellow light makes it hard to see, but even without every detail, it’s clear what’s happening inside by the sounds and shadows. There’s another loud smack, followed by a moan and the sound of clothes rustling.
“Be a good boy, and sit on Daddy’s cock,” Remi says.
There’s a long whine before another smack echoes, the sharp sound going straight to my clit.Daddy? I didn’t think that would be a turn on, but given how my center pulses, I feel otherwise. God, I know I shouldn’t be looking, but I can’t move. It’s as if something is telling me to stay instead of leave.
I press myself closer, being careful not to touch the actual door so it doesn’t swing open. More becomes visible to my wide eyes, and I absorb exactly what I’m seeing. A large man, whose face is shadowed, sits on a small couch. His pants are open, and his hand jacks his impressive cock. While I can’t see his face, I’m assuming it’s Remi given how muscular and large he is.
There’s another man on the ground in front of him on all fours, naked in the glowing lamplight. It’s Kai. I knew he was in the room by the sounds and tone of his voice, and I see his long hair before I trail my gaze over the rest of him. His body isstrong but leaner than Remi’s. His back is toned, his muscular ass covered in red handprints.
He crawls forward and climbs into Remi’s lap. The third man steps from the shadows behind Kai and grabs his bicep—the silver fade on the side of his head gives him away as the brooding man from the bar. My pulse quickens, and his tall form shields Kai’s naked body for a time as he helps him sit on Remi’s waiting lap—or should I say cock. I can’t fully see their reactions when they join, but I can hear groans of pleasure as Kai seats himself.
“That’s it,” the man standing croons. “Let me see that sexy ass swallow Daddy’s cock.”
“Fuck, love,” Remi grunts, the sound he makes so visceral I feel it in my bones. “You’re so bloody tight.”
The endearment is so sweet coming from him, and my chest aches. My ex never called me any pet names or sweet things. Nobody ever has that I can remember. I swallow hard and push that from my mind, my gaze remaining on the scene before me.
“Lie on his chest. Remi, spread him for me.” The tall man ends his command by stepping away, the muscles of his back straining in his shirt as he undoes his belt buckle. The metal jingling mixed with the pleasured sounds of the two men fucking slowly on the couch is almost too much to handle.
I silently shift on my feet, feeling how wet my underwear are from watching. I really should go, but I still can’t move. With the man standing a bit away, I see where the two men are joined together on the couch. Remi thrusts up into Kai’s ass, his hands spreading his cheeks apart. Kai whimpers, and my gaze travels up, stopping when I take in the full view of his back.
Massive black-and-gray wings are inked over the muscles of his shoulders, spanning the entire length. The detailed feathers seem to contract and release as he absorbs every thrust Remi gives him.
The man from the bar steps back in my view. He’s still wearing his shirt, and his slacks are on, but his dick is out and erect, straining and proud through the hole of his briefs.He bends over to spit saliva between Kai’s crease. He hums in satisfaction as he slides his finger through it, tracing over his hole that’s filled by Remi’s thick cock.
“Are you going to play all night, Sam, or fuck our cheeky boy with me?”
The man with the name Sam chuckles darkly. He snaps his fingers, and Kai, sandwiched between them, groans. I don’t know why he snapped his fingers or what happened, but before I can question it further, he brackets his legs over Remi’s and lines up his long cock with Kai’s already stretched hole.
“Sam,” Kai pleads sweetly. “Please, baby. Please.”
“Love it when you ask so nicely,” he purrs, doing something with his hand between them that I can’t see. “Did Daddy stretch you nice and good for me?”
“Yes! Fuck, Sam, please!”
He chuckles, and within a second, he’s thrusting forward. There’s a pause of silence before pleasure ranging from groans and whimpers echo off the walls of the small space, sending more heat into my stomach.
“Fist his cock,” Sam demands. “Make him lose his mind.”
I squeeze my thighs together, putting pressure on my pulsing clit. Without thinking, I rest one of my hands on the door. It moves slightly, and I gasp. I slam my eyes shut and stop breathing.
For a moment, I don’t think they’ve heard me, the moans of their gratification still loud and strong. But when I open my eyes, I’m met with familiar pools of brown with blown-out pupils.
Kai’s head drops back on Sam’s shoulder. His long hair is tousled, and his cheeks are pink, his body shifting with each thrust of the cocks buried inside him. I’m too shocked to look away, even when his mouth curves up into a smile that I know is for me. My lips part, but what could I say or do?
Then he winks.
The action snaps me out of my trance, and I cover my mouth. I’ve been caught. Oh my god, he saw me. Did the others see me? I was too afraid to look. Shit!
I step back, my feet heavy as if they’re stuck in mud, but I manage to turn away from the door. As quietly as possible, I run back to the stairs. Kai doesn’t chase after me, not that he could. He’s a little busy at the moment.
My entire body is hot, and I think I have sweat forming on my upper lip. Gross.
