Page 38 of Love On the Ice


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Each of them gives me a smile of appreciation as they pull the ornament from the bag; a skate. And inside the same bag is a picture of me and them. We had taken it in one of those booths where it takes multiple pictures of you rapidly. We’d taken a ton that day and I collected them all, framing and giving one to each of them.

“These are awesome,” they all say in some form or another.

“Yeah, I figured the skates for our first outing on the ice that day and the silly picture to remember how much fun we had. Now, here's another one. I know it’s not much, but I wanted to get you each something.”

I hand out the last gift I have. Since I know they like to ski, I got them each a hat, goggles and leather gloves. By the smiles and winks when they open them, I assume I did well.

We went through the same process again, each of them giving me a gift. I must say, I managed to rack up on everything from perfume to jewelry I had mentioned I liked while we were at the market one day to a music box with the Rat King and the girl from the Nutcracker ballet. They were sweet, beautiful and a hundred percent perfect. But there’s one gift I would love to have—one I crave and need before I say my final goodbye.

“I love all my gifts. They’re absolutely beautiful and I will cherish each and every one, but there’s something else I want. You can call it a gift if you want.”

“And what’s that, Pixie?” Carter asks, scooting closer to me.

“All of you.” God, I hope they get what I mean.

“You have us,” Chase says, confused.

“No, I want all three of you—together.” When they still don’t bite, I huff in frustration. Why are men so clueless? “I want all three of you at the same time, during sex.”

“Fuck yeah!” Blake’s approval rings out in his voice. I guess he doesn’t care if there’s one more in the mix.

“Okay, Pixie, I’m down with that, but just so you know, my dick is only for you. There’s nothing between my brother or this one,” Carter says as he tosses his thumb in Blake’s direction.

“Oh, I’d never expect you to do that, but if Chase and Blake want to play a little, I have no problem watching, as you both already know.” I wink at them.

“What are we waiting for, then?” I stand up, turning to face them and take hold of the zipper on my onesie, sliding it down. It opens slowly, giving them a front row view of my naked body underneath. I know how I want this night to end, so when they presented me with a wardrobe change, I took full advantage of it.

Pulling my arms out of the sleeves, the onesie drops to the floor and I try as seductively as I can to step out of it. Just for future reference, it’s a lot harder to do than it looks. I stumble and fall into Blake’s lap because I can’t get my feet out and lose balance.

“Guess you don’t have a career as a stripper, Little One. But you can take your clothes off for me any day,” Blake tells me as Carter squats down on the floor and helps to remove my onesie the rest of the way.

“Spread her legs for me, Blake. I’m hungry, and there’s only one thing I want to taste.” Carter’s tongue glides along his lips as his gaze roams over my body, while Blake puts me into position.

Blake sits me on his lap with my back to his chest, making sure I slide my ass down between his thighs, so I’m sitting on the couch and resting my body against his. He places my legs over his and spreads them, putting my already wet pussy on display for Carter. Blake's hands slip around me, cupping my breasts, and he rolls the pebbled peeks of my nipples between his fingers.

Carter places a hand on each of my thighs before leaning in and licking my slit from my opening to my clit. He flicks his tongue back and forth before nipping at it with his teeth. Electricity courses through my body. My hips begin to rock as I thrust my pussy up in his face, begging for more.

“How does she taste, brother?” I can hear Chase ask.

“Like all my favorite desserts wrapped into one.” Carter’s hot breath hits my pussy, setting me even more on fire, before he blows down the length of my slit and my core aches for a release.

Carter begins to suck on my clit again as he slips one, then two fingers into my hole. He pumps them in and out and my hips work in unison with him, craving what he’s doing.

“Do you like what he’s doing, Little One?” Blake whispers huskily in my ear as he squeezes my nipples between his fingers.

“Yes,” I moan.

“Do you want to come?” he asks as Carter thrusts his fingers in and out of my tight little hole, curving the tips of his fingers, so he can hit my G-spot with each movement. I can feel the pressure building in my core and I know I’m close.

“Then do it, baby. Coat his tongue with your juices.” At Blake's command, my orgasm overtakes me and stars erupt behind my eyes. Carter grips my thighs harder, preventing me from closing them around his head.

“Fucking beautiful,” Chase says in the background, but I’m so blissed out at the moment I can’t even think straight. All I know is I can’t wait for the rest of the night.

Chapter 20

Blake

Watching Carter finger fuck Ginny while he ate her out has my cock hard as a rock, but I need more. I think it’s time to put two people to work.

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