I pull away from Hudson, breathing heavily, and turn to see Bryce and Max staring open-mouthed at us. In that moment, in the privacy of the secluded cabin, whilst the snow falls heavily outside and the Christmas tree sparkles like magic in the corner of the room, I open my arms to the Freed brothers and they walk straightin.
“Are you certain?” I hear Hudsonask.
“Yes,” Isay.
Hudson stands just as Bryce walks towards me and for a moment I am sandwiched between both men. I don’t feel afraid, I don’t feel anything other than a desire to be loved. Bryce steps forward and lowers his mouth over mine. The kiss takes my breath away as his tongue laps at my lips and twirls with my tongue. As he holds me against him, there is no doubt of his desire forme.
“Ice Queen,” I hear Max whisper into my ear, as his body replaces Hudson behind me. Bryce pulls away as Max turns me around to face him. There is delight in his eyes and something else, something close toadoration.
“This is the best damn Christmas present I have ever had.” With that, his lips crash against mine as we kiss like there is notomorrow.
I can hear the heavy breaths of both Bryce and Hudson as they watch Max and I kiss each other. I want more, so much more. It’s as though something has uncorked within me as a rush of heat, and lust, and desire burns inside mychest.
“The bedroom, now,” Hudson growls, pulling me from Max’s arms and lifting me into his. I wrap my legs around his waist and bury my head into his neck. Over his shoulder, Bryce and Max are following. I don’t allow myself a second to debate whether what I am doing is right. I’ve only ever slept with a couple of men and never more than one at a time. This is new territory for me, but somehow it feels right. These men, for whatever reason, want to make love to me and I am going to let them and damn the consequences. For one day I want to not think about the real world and the upset and sadness it has brought me. I want to remain cocooned in the arms of these men. I want to feel something other than the broken pieces ofme.
Hudson kicks open the bedroom door and lays me gently down on the bed, placing a tender kiss on my mouth. He stands back, not waiting a second longer to pull off his top and pyjama bottoms, leaving just his tight boxer shorts on. He doesn’t seem to care that his brothers have entered the room, doesn’t flinch when they strip down to their boxers too. All their eyes are on me and it is thrilling and naughty, and incredibly sexy. The fact that all three of them have bulging pants has me squirming on the bed, itching to touch them. I’ve never felt so sexy or adoredbefore.
Hudson remains standing at the foot of the bed, watching me with barely restrained longing whilst Bryce and Max move next to me. Max leans over and pulls apart my dressing gown, gently trailing his fingers across my skin, pressing hot kisses in the places his fingers have just left, following heat with fire. I find myself moaning under his touch. Bryce takes my mouth again, this time he gently coaxes me with his kiss as his hand moves to my back and unhooks my lacy bra. I find myself being lifted up off the bed as Max removes my dressing gown and pulls off my bra before lowering me back down again, leaving me naked aside from my knickers. Then two hot mouths close over each of my nipples and I am lost to the sensation of their tongues lapping at mybreasts.
In all that time, Hudson remains where he is. There is desire in his stare, but there is something more, something I can’t quite understand. Is it pain? Fear? I’m not sure, but I feel like I am losing him to his thoughts and I don’t want him togo.
“Hudson, come here,” I say, repeating his words to me earlier. Max and Bryce move aside, still beside me but stroking my body with their hands instead of devouring me with theirmouths.
We stare at each other until I realise what he’s waiting for. “Iwantyou,” I whisper. A hot rush of heat pools between my thighs at the groan that slips from hismouth.
He scrapes his hand through his hair, his chest rising and falling in heavy breaths. “I want you,wewant you too, but I didn’t bring…” his voice trails off. I hear Bryce, then Max swear lightly under their breath as realisation dawns on them too. I can’t help it, I laugh. In the heat of the moment, the small matter of protection has slipped all our minds. Despite my very real disappointment, I am secretly pleased they were telling the truth when they said I was the first woman they’d broughthere.
I sit up so that my shoulders are touching both Max and Bryce’s chest. “We should stop,” I say. I don’t want to stop, I don’t want to break the spell between us, but there really isn’t any otheroption.
“No way,” Hudson replies, his voice a low growl. “This isn’t about us, this is about you, Louisa. There are plenty of ways we can pleaseyou.”
“Yes,wecan wait, butyoudon’t have to,” Bryce says as he leans down and runs his tongue along the curve of myear.
“These hands are skilled,” Max jokes, waving his fingers at me, a lust-filled smile pulling at hislips.
“Then I guess we don’t have to stop,” I say huskily, looking between my beautiful men.My? That thought alone makes me feel both excited and scared all at the same time. Could they ever really be mine or will the magic of today be over sooner than I would like? I don’t get time to think about it as Hudson crawls up the bed towards me. Bryce and Max have to pull back for a moment whilst he settles himself on top of me, crashing his mouth against my own. Our kiss is passionate, all-consuming, and as he rocks himself against me, the thin material of our underwear the only thing separating us, I push all doubtaside.
“You are so damn beautiful, Louisa. I cannot wait for the moment I get to bury myself inside you, until then this will have to do,” Hudson says, pressing scorching kisses across my skin. He moves slowly downwards until his mouth is pressed against the material of my lace knickers. With one swift movement, he removes them and covers the heat of my sex with the moist warmth of his mouth. Bryce and Max return to my side, both of them worshipping me with their hands and their lips, and as each of these damaged, beautiful, sexy men worship my body I find myself falling into the abyss of theirdevotion.