Page 23 of The Christmas Exchange

His lips were urgent. He didn’t coax mine open with his tongue. He simply pushed his tongue past my lips, parting them himself as he deepened the kiss. Julian didn’t ask, he took. He took what he wanted, when he wanted it.

And I was more than willing to give him whatever it was he wanted from me.

Julian didn’t stop. With one hand around my neck, the other was reaching for the hem of my sweater, pushing it up as his fingers danced across my skin.

“She only gave you one dare, Julian,” Miles grumbled from where he was sitting beside us.

Julian broke apart from my lips, just far enough for his eyes to look into mine. “Do you want me to stop, Raegan?”

A ragged breath escaped me and I shook my head.

“Truth or dare?” His lips brushed against mine.

“Dare,” I murmured as his fingers traveled farther up my torso, brushing against the underwire of my bra.

He nipped at my bottom lip. “I dare you to let both of us touch you.”

“Okay,” I breathed, nodding. “Do it. I want you to."

Miles moved closer until he was beside Julian, who was pushing my shirt up. I lifted my arms, letting him strip it away from my body as Miles was reaching behind me to unhook my bra. Cold air rushed across my chest and I was naked from the waist up in front of the two of them.

“Fuck,” Julian murmured as his eyes roamed across my flesh.

“You’re fucking perfect,” Miles said quietly as his eyes did the same. He reached out to touch me and Julian mimicked his movements as each of them cupped one of my breasts.

Julian slid one hand to the small of my back and began to push me down onto the bed until I was laid out in front of them. He peeled his own shirt from his body before discarding it onto the floor and returning to me.

Miles dropped his mouth down to my breast as he kneaded my flesh within his palm. He pulled my nipple between his lips, his tongue swirling around it, tasting and teasing my skin. A soft moan escaped me as Julian’s mouth came down to my neck.

“So sweet,” he breathed as he licked and kissed my neck, trailing up to my jaw. “You’re ours, sweetheart. We’re going to make you feel so fucking good.”

My mind felt like it was swimming, drowning, being pulled into the deep depths of their touch. Miles switched breasts, while cupping both in his hands. Julian’s lips found mine and he sealed them to my mouth. His tongue slid across my own as his hands roamed across the planes of my flesh. They moved lower and lower, until his fingers were sliding beneath the waistband of my pants.

“Tell us what you want, Raegan,” Miles said as he lifted his mouth from my breasts. “What do you want us to do to you?”

I wasn’t holding back. I wasn’t biting my tongue. He wanted to know what I wanted and I was going to tell him. I moved my mouth away from Julian’s.

“I want you both to make me come.”

“How do you want us to do that, sweetheart?” Julian said softly as he began to push my pants down lower. “Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want him to fuck you? Or maybe we can take turns eating you out until you’re coming for both of us.”

Jesus Christ.

His words—his words had me squirming on the bed beneath his touch.

“We’ve been dancing around this long enough. I want you to take turns fucking me, right now. Fuck the foreplay. I want both of your cocks.”

They both rose from the bed at the same time and suddenly it was a race to see who could get undressed quicker. I quickly pulled my pants and panties off, throwing them onto the floor as Miles and Julian got naked. Gone were any inhibitions. We were all purely running off of lust and need. I surprised myself with the fact that I didn’t feel self-conscious under either of their gazes. They both looked at me like I was the most magnificent thing they had ever seen.

And neither of them gave me much time to think about it before they were on me again.

Miles grabbed my waist and flipped me onto my stomach before dragging me to the edge of the bed. Julian climbed onto the mattress as I lifted myself up onto my hands and knees. He knelt in front of me, slowly stroking his cock.

“I’m going to fuck your face while he fucks your pussy.”

I could have died on the spot.

Miles was behind me, pressing the tip of his dick against my center before slowly pushing inside me. A moan escaped me, my eyelids fluttering. Julian was in front of me, watching as he continued to stroke himself. Miles was large and I felt myself stretching around him as he began to thrust in and out of me.

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