Page 27 of Heat Haven Holidays

I let him adapt to my size, and it doesn’t take long. “More,” he begs, pushing his ass against me as he thrusts into Liv’s cunt.

I give him what he wants at a near brutal pace, fucking into him so hard, he can barely even thrust into Liv. My grip on both of them is tight. It smells like Liv’s arousal as she pants. Her gaze going from River’s face to mine, her cute mouth opening as little sounds of pleasure escape her.

“Where do you want me to come? Hm?” I ask him. “In this perfect ass?” I accentuate by thrusting into him even harder. Both my Beta and Omega moan.

“Come on my chest,” Liv says through pants.

I know I’m going to finish before River. He’s hardly been able to fuck Liv with how hard I’m fucking him. I keep eye contact with Liv while I fuck River. Her head nodding with my thrusts. Her gaze nearly begging for it. To be marked by her Alpha. I’m so fucking close. I pull out my hand tight on my cock as I move over to where Liv is lying down. She presses her tits together.

“Perfect fucking girl. Perfect fucking boy,” I rasp as I jerk myself. It doesn’t take long until ropes of cum are splattering all over her perfect chest.

Not even a moment after I finish, River is fucking her like his life depends on it. Her breast bouncing, my cum dripping down to the mattress.

River groans. His hand sliding over Liv’s chest, collecting my seed with two fingers and slowly pushes it into Liv’s mouth. My cock is already hard again as I watch her lips wrap around his fingers and she hums. She breaks eye contact with River to lock eyes with me while she tastes me on her tongue.

I groan. “So fucking good, Livy. You like making your pack happy, don’t you, baby?” She nods her head. My gaze traveling from her beautiful face, to her cum-covered chest, to where she and River are connected. “You going to come for your Beta?” I ask her? She nods her head, and I take initiative and lean over and take her breast in my mouth. No fucking care that I can taste my cum on her chest. If anything, it spurs me on as I lavish her nipples while River fucks her.

Liv’s hand is tangled in my hair as she shudders, her body trembling, a near scream ripping from her throat as she comes and River follows soon after. Thrusting into her and breathing heavily as he moans before filling her with his spend.

“Well, fuck,” River says, panting. “I think I need a nap after that,” he jokes, smiling at me and Liv.

“That sounds like a good call,” Grayson says from the front door. Clearly we were too busy fucking to even hear him come in. “Come here, sweetheart. Let’s get you cleaned up,” he tells Liv. There’s no jealousy, no frustration. He just sees that Liv needs to clean up and River and I are ready to pass the fuck out. “You two should probably wash off too,” he says, looking us up and down.

“Pack shower!” Liv says joyfully. I’m not sure what the girl’s obsession with us bathing together is, but she loves it, so we do it often.

“I’m washing your hair,” Grayson says and River grumbles. “I’ll wash yours too,” he says to River, who rolls his eyes and goes to turn on the faucet.

We all follow our Omega into the shower. Somehow this trip is going by at warp speed. I’m not sure how it can get better than this, but I know with what we have planned, it’s going to be the best Christmas we’ve all ever experienced.

Liv

Thisvacationhasbeeneverything and more. I don’t think I could have ever pictured a more perfect trip with my guys. Today is Christmas and then we only have two more days here. I wish we could live in this little bubble forever. Not that we don’t spend enough time with each other at home, it’s like being on vacation allows you to not stress and just be. It’s so nice to see my pack so happy and relaxed.

Grayson has got the most glorious tan going on. His ripped chest looks so delicious when it’s been kissed by the sun. Dean is so much less high-strung than he is at home. Out of all of us, Dean works the most, so it’s nice to just see him let go and enjoy himself, even if he does stress over the little things. Our spa day together was perfect. He was so even keeled and it also didn’t hurt that he knotted me in the sauna. While that was fun, I don’t know if I would do it again. I thought at a certain point we might die of dehydration or overheating. Or worst-case scenario, he would have to carry me out of there with his knot still deep inside of me.

Then there’s River, who is usually the most carefree of all of us on a normal day. Having him here with me is everything. Knowing that this is going to be the best Christmas both of us have ever had, it makes my heart soar. Grayson and Dean had great families. For River and me, this family—this pack—is the best thing we’ve ever known and sharing this experience with him is a Christmas gift in itself.

I bask in my Alphas’ and Beta’s scents in the soft, massive bed. The sun rising and shining on their skin and I realize that I never want this to end. I do miss my babies at home, though. I’ll be glad to see them again and it’s not like we won’t be going on a million trips with each other over the years. It’s just sometimes you know in a moment that you are living in a core memory and this feels like that. This feels like something I want to soak up and never forget. I take a mental note to take more pictures today so I can always remember this trip.

Plus, I will need to show off the pictures at Kelsey’s annual New Year’s party, anyway. River wakes up first, his brown eyes blinking and his hand grips my hip tightly.

“Merry Christmas, angel,” he whispers before leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on my lips. Besides the tattoo, I did get them something else. We decided not to go crazy on gifts, more heartfelt than anything. Well, I guess besides this exorbitantly expensive vacation. My cheeks heat when I think about how much Grayson probably spent.

“Merry Christmas. Are we just staying cozy in the suite today?” I ask. No one mentioned what our plans were for today, so I just assumed it would be to laze about and have our own time in the suite together. Which no doubt would lead to fucking all day, but you won’t hear me complain about that.

“We’ve got plans,” he says with a smirk.

“River Sørensen, are you keeping secrets from me?” I poke him in the chest. He grabs my hands and kisses my fingertips.

“Couldn’t say. But why don’t you take a shower and we can tell you all about what we have planned.” He grins and kisses my cheek.

“Aren’t you coming in the shower with me?” I ask, confusion written all over my face. I hardly shower alone these days, if I’m being honest. I’m spoiled, but I embrace it.

“Nope, now go get your cute ass in the shower so we can give you your present,” he says.

Why haven’t I been rummaging through their luggage all this time looking for my gift? I think I was too bamboozled by the vacation. I just figured that this was the gift. It’s more than I could have asked for. I didn’t expect anything else. This trip has been a whirlwind. I give him a skeptical look, but get up and head to the shower.

Washing your own hair is for the birds. What’s the point in having three men with strong hands if one of them isn’t giving your scalp the complete princess treatment? Somehow I manage to survive showering myself, and as soon as I step out, a beautiful white sundress is hanging on the back of the door. I dry off and feel the soft material against my fingertips.

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