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Christmas Day

Today has been the most perfect day in the history of Christmases. Although they’re a little young to fully understand, Ella and Finn loved tearing into their presents. And having their daddies and I playing with their new toys all morning made them squeal with laughter the entire time. We only had one tantrum from Ella when Conor stopped her from trying to climb the Christmas tree.

My husbands spoiled me with presents, even though I’d told them not to, making the cologne, socks and candy I got for them pale into insignificance.

I have a huge dopey grin on my face as I watch them now. Finn crawls to the sofa and reaches beneath it before putting something in his mouth.

My heart almost stops beating. “Oh, Jesus! Mikey!” I shout, pointing at our son. “He’s chewing on the cock ring.”

Mikey scoops Finn into his arms as he laughs loudly. “Aw he’s enjoying it.”

“Please take it off him,” I say, wincing at our poor innocent child sucking on a sex toy.

“It’s just a rubber ring. It doesn’t become a cock ring until someone has actually worn it on their cock.”

Conor walks up behind him and slaps Mikey lightly across the back of his head before taking Finn from his arms. “Stop saying ‘cock’ in front of my son,” he says as he takes the offending item from Finn’s grasp.

Our son’s lower lip starts to tremble, but Conor swaps the ring for a rubber teething ring instead and Finn gnaws happily on it.

“It’s Shane’s fault for leaving his sex toys lying around the den,” Mikey says, rubbing the back of his head.

“I will kick your ass Mikey,” Shane says good naturedly as he walks up behind me and grabs a handful of my backside with his free hand while he holds Ella in his other arm. He bends his head low so he can whisper in my ear. “And I haven’t forgotten about the spanking I owe you for that whole cock ring stunt, Mrs. Ryan.”

A shiver of excitement skitters along my spine. “I said I was sorry,” I whisper.

“Not good enough,” he says with a wicked grin. “And I believe I get you all to myself next Thursday, right?”

My knees almost buckle as heat sears between my thighs. He’s right. It’s our date night next week. Just me and him.

“I’m gonna enjoy making you squirm so much, sweetheart,” he growls before pressing a soft kiss on the nape of my neck and walking over to where Conor and Finn are sitting on the rug.

Mikey and Liam sit too. And then the six of them sit there, with smiles on their faces as my husbands talk and the babies play.

This is perfect.

Nothing could top this.

Nothing.

“Hey, Red, we were talking the other day about what we want for next Christmas,” Mikey says and suddenly all eyes are on me. Even our children are looking at me.

“And what’s that?” I ask, a hand on my hip as I wonder what devious scheme the four of them have concocted now.

They glance at each other, Mikey suddenly lost for words it seems.

“You tell her,” Liam nudges Shane who rolls his eyes.

But then he looks at me and nods to Ella and Finn. “How about some more of these?”

A Ryan New Years

ChapterOne

SHANE

With my hand pressed against the bottom of Jessie’s back, resting just above her perfect ass, I guide her through the crowded club. People move out of our way as we weave through the mass of bodies.

My three brothers and I, along with our beautiful wife, own this club and have kind of become well known around here. And while pretty much anything goes in The Peacock Club, Jessie Ryan is completely off limits. Even the briefest brush against her skin without our permission is likely to incur either mine or my brothers’ wrath.

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