Page 23 of Heat Haven Holidays

“The day I say no to taking a shower with you, I give you permission to punch me in the dick,” I tell her, earning a laugh, but I can tell she’s tired. I take her hand in mine while Grayson lightly taps her ass while we head to the en suite bathroom.

The bathroom is just as extravagant as the rest of the suite. I turn on the spray and it’s warm immediately. I throw off my wet underwear and Liv does the same. At the sound of the wet plop of our clothes hitting the tiled floor, I pull her body next to mine, holding her close and breathing in her scent. Her small fingers draw patterns on my back.

Her ear is pressed against my chest, and I stroke down her wet hair. When she pulls back to look at me, the air leaves my lungs. She’s a goddess among us, I swear to fuck. I cup her face. “How did I get so lucky?” I ask her.

“I ask myself the same thing all the time,” she says, sighing. Her hands explore my chest, her thumbs rubbing against her favorite tattoos. She always stops right over my heart, where her name is permanently marked against my chest.

“Can I show you your Christmas present?” I wonder if she’s going to give me head, but then she turns to her side. Right where her underwear covers, hides a tattoo with my name on it. She fucking put my name on her body. My thumb trails over the small tattoo. I’m rendered completely speechless. “I just wanted you to know that you’re marked on me forever too,” she says lightly. I think about the last time I saw that part of her hip bare, looking back every time we fucked recently, she just slid the crotch of her panties over. Sneaky Omega.

It takes me a moment to stop staring at the tattoo. “It’s the best present I’ve ever been given, thank you, angel,” I say. Not sure how I can show gratitude for what she’s done for me. I’m covered in tattoos. The decision was easy for me. But her skin is smooth and perfect and she wanted my name on it.

I grip her close to my chest, taking in her scent, smiling like a lunatic. “I love you, River,” she says, stroking my chest.

“Love you too, angel.”

Grayson

ThetimechangebetweenConnecticut and Bora Bora is a mind fuck, and it’s clear we’re all off kilter. I scrub a hand down my face as my eyes blink open. I’m a heavy sleeper and I’m thankful that Dean is not. Whenever Liv needs something in the middle of the night, he’s fast to rise.

When I look out the window, the sun is beginning to set. Dean is sleeping up in the loft and River is passed out next to me. He always looks so sweet when he sleeps. I want to touch him, but I know it would wake him up. Blinking again, I don’t see Liv anywhere. My heart beats furiously in my chest.

I’m up, completely naked as I walk through the suite, first going to the loft to see if she’s with Dean. She’s not. Not in the bathroom, either. Keeping my cool, I glance out at our private deck and I see her there with a cup of coffee and a book in her hands. I calm my nerves, taking a deep breath and walking out to the deck.

“Morning,” she says brightly, giving me a huge grin.

“Scared the fuck out of me,” I tell her as I walk over to her. She smiles wider at my naked figure, but scoots over to let me sit on the loveseat next to her.

“Sorry, I couldn’t sleep anymore and I wanted you guys to get your rest,” she says. She looks adorable. She’s wearing one of River’s black T-shirts and it hits her mid-thigh.

I pet down her hair. She hasn’t done anything with it yet. It’s wild and beautiful, just like she is. Liv places the coffee down on the table in front of us and leans her face against my chest. My body is completely attuned to hers and my chest purrs with happiness. I can feel her smile against my pec.

She pulls up, kissing my bearded cheek and smiling. “Thank you for planning this. It’s amazing.”

“Anything for you, sweetheart.” And I mean it, I can’t think of anything I wouldn’t give her or do for her. Dean and River feel the same. We all love each other, but Liv is at the center of it. She thrives off of our devotion and attention. I make sure to let Dean and River know how much I care about them every day, but Liv is just different.

“Do you want some coffee?” she says and I nod my head. Already knowing it’s going to be too sweet, but I take it in my hand and take a few sips.

“What would you like to do today?” I ask her. I have a few things scheduled already, but today is open.

“River mentioned stingrays,” she says, and I smile.

“That’s booked for Friday,” I tell her and she grins, leaning forward and kissing my lips gently. It almost always starts off like this, gentle touches that turn frantic. I can’t keep my hands out off of her, and I’m so fucking thankful that she seems to always feel the same way.

“I can think of something else I want to do,” she says as she confidently kisses my neck and straddles my lap.

“Always want this, always want you,” I tell her. Gripping her ass before sliding one hand to her pussy. “Always so fucking wet, aren’t you, baby girl?” She whines, she loves it when I call her that.

“Yes, daddy,” she says, moaning as my fingers slide in and out of her hot, wet cunt.

“You want to take my knot? You want to start the day with your pussy full and stretched?”

“Yes, please,” she says, gripping my cock with her fist and sliding down my length. I grunt as she drops completely down, taking my inflating knot in one go.

“I fucking love when you take it all. Feeling your tight pussy stretch against my knot. So fucking good, Liv,” I tell her. She rocks her hips, her clit rubbing against my pelvis and the slight movements making my cock twitch. The t-shirt rubs against my chest and I take two fistfuls of her ass, holding her close to me.

My nose is against her throat, taking in her cinnamon scent. I groan and move one of my hands to fist her hair. Her big blue eyes are hooded as she stares at my face. Her full lips parted as she takes what she wants from me. My thighs flex and I push into her even further, making her moan.

“That’s it, good girl. Take what daddy gives you.”

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