Page 7 of Another Ryan Christmas

Shane winks at me. “Be my guest, kid. I’ll teach you how to spank her until she squirts.”Jesus fucking Christ, I’m gonna nut in my boxers just thinking about it.

“Oh, fu-oh,” she whimpers as the two of us go on finger fucking her.

I arch an eyebrow at my oldest brother. “You think we can make her squirt now?”

She shakes her head, but he looks down at her dripping pussy and grins. “I’ll eat. You fuck her.”

Fuck, yes! I tug my sweatpants down and free my aching cock. Wrapping my hand around the base of my shaft, I squeeze and white hot pleasure floods my core. Shane and I slide our fingers out of her and she lets out a frustrated sigh.

“You’re gonna be filled with my cock soon, baby.” I turn her on my lap so she’s facing him, spreading her legs wide open.

“Jesus, fuck, your cunt is spectacular, sweetheart,” Shane says with a low growl before he dips his head and starts feasting on her clit like he’s a starving man at an all you can eat buffet.

“Shane,” she whimpers, threading her fingers through his hair.

I lift her a little, lining my cock at her soaking entrance before pulling her down onto me. Her tight, wet pussy wraps snugly around my cock like she was made only for me. Slick heat coats my shaft, dripping onto my thighs as I sink balls deep into her. “Fuck, baby. You take me so fucking well.”

“Oh, God, Liam,” she whines, throwing her head back. I wrap a hand around her throat, holding her in place and sucking on her neck while Shane eats her cunt. I don’t even have to move because she does all the work, her walls rippling and squeezing around my cock until we’re both teetering on the edge of ecstasy.

“Not yet. Keep her there,” Shane orders and I take hold of her hips and pull out of her a little.

“No. Please let me come,” she whines.

I press a kiss on her cheek as her body trembles. “Soon, baby.”

I look down between her thighs to see Shane teasing her relentlessly with his tongue. Tremors ripple through her entire body and I swear I’m going to have an aneurysm if I have to hold off from coming inside her for much longer.

“Look at me, sweetheart?” Shane commands and I release my grip on her throat enough that she can look down at him. He rubs the pad of his thumb over her clit now. “Who am I?”

She clamps her lips together and he presses harder, causing her pussy to spasm. “Who am I, sweetheart?”

“Daddy,” she breathes out the word.

He grins widely. “That’s my good fucking girl.” Then he gives me a knowing nod before his tongue joins his thumb on her swollen sensitive bud of flesh.

I drive all the way into her again and relief and euphoria flood my body. Her walls flutter around me as tremors ripple through her.

“That’s it, baby, let go for us,” I growl in her ear and she does. Soaking me and Shane as she comes hard and fast, covering us in her sweet juices.

Chapter5

Jessie

2 days before Christmas

“The team outdid themselves with the decorations this year,” I say glancing around our packed club. It’s the annual Christmas Eve, Eve masked ball and the theme this year is angels and demons.

“Holy shit! Is that …?” Mikey asks, his hand around my waist tightening.

Shane’s jaw clenches and his eyes narrow. I follow his and Mikey’s gaze to the woman approaching us. She’s tall and willowy with long dark hair and a tiny waist. Her hips sway seductively in her floor length red gown when she walks. I look down at my own gown, green with a thigh high split. I was a little worried that it clings to every inch of my heavily pregnant body, but from the looks on their faces when I came out of our bedroom wearing it earlier, my husbands most definitely approve.

Whoever this woman is, she’s absolutely stunning. And she’s smiling as she looks in our direction, but her focus isn’t on us, it’s a few feet away. I follow her line of sight to see who that perfect smile is aimed at and when I realize who she’s so happy to see, my stomach twists in a knot.

“Conor,” she says when she reaches him. I can’t hear her over the noise of the club but I can read her lips. I bet she purrs the word seductively too, like even her voice is hot.

My entire body tenses and Mikey gives me a reassuring squeeze.

Conor smiles and even though it seems forced and not one of his genuine smiles that he reserves for the people he loves, I feel a surge of jealousy running through me. I watch as the beautiful woman with the impossibly long legs, one of which I can see through the thigh high split in her gown, runs a hand down the lapel of his black tuxedo jacket.

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