Page 1 of Christmas with Four Tattoo Artists

Prologue

“Are you ready for us?"

My body tingled with a surge of exhilaration.

Empowered, I lifted my chin defiantly, locking eyes with them boldly.

"And what exactly are you boys planning for me?"

At my inquiry, Andrew's grin grew more mischievous, almost devilish. "Our goal? To turn your most dirtiest fantasies into reality," he declared, his eyes briefly darting to my lips with a hint of daring intrigue.

As Andrew and Kai turned their full attention to me, I was aware of every sensation where my skin met the cool air of the room and the heat radiating from their bodies.

Their eyes, those dangerously seductive pools of blue and gray, bore into me with a raw, undeniable hunger.

I bit my lower lip, every part of me crying out for them to take me.

Kai's lips curved into a knowing smile as he spoke. "I'd say she's just as ready as we are.”

I could hardly think straight as I was caught between the intense heat of their stares. There was a growing need in me that I never felt before, a wild and frenzied desire that seemed to mirror theirs.

Slowly, they closed the distance between us.

One by one they began to kiss my neck, my arms, my back.

The kisses searing my skin and fogging my mind.

Their hands were everywhere.

Gentle but insistent.

They slipped off my dress, leaving me in nothing but my lacy underwear.

I felt a thrill race down my spine at the approving growls they gave.

Their hungry eyes consumed me, and it was the most incredible feeling; I'd never felt more desired, more lusted after.

Andrew took one of my breasts into his strong hand, teasing my nipple until it went hard against his touch.

It wasn't long before Andrew and Kai were down to nothing but their boxer briefs, their erections straining against the fabric.

My heart pounded as I took in the sight of their chiseled bodies, a sense of awe filling my senses.

With a mischievous smile, Andrew pulled me closer. "Don’t be nervous, beautiful. Your pleasure is all that matters," his voice thick with desire.

The men's eyes twinkled devilishly, the corners of their lips curling upward in knowing smirks.

They looked at each other as James pulled out several bandanas. He threw them over to Andrew and Kai with a grin.

“Show her how to give herself over,” James said.

Andrew held up one of the bandanas, a red one. “What do you say? A little light bondage for tonight?”

Once more, the combination of nervousness and arousal that I’d been feeling since the night began rushed through me.

“Tie me up?” I asked, my voice coming out soft.

“Only if you want it,” James said. “Don’t worry, you’re in good hands.”

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