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The thought of catching her, pushing her to the ground, wrapping her hair around my fist and forcing my cock into her tight little pussy had my cock dripping. Fuck. There was no way this boner was disappearing.

After shoving my shorts down to free my now painfully hard cock, I gripped the shaft and groaned under my breath. It had been a while since I fucked anyone, and my balls were tight and heavy.

I closed my eyes and conjured up an image of my little rabbit when I stumbled on her that night in the kitchen.

The way she trembled when I stroked her soft, pale skin was adorable.

All the cute little noises she made as she bit her plump lip.

And the delicious perfume of her arousal.

I jerked my cock hard enough to cause serious pain, but it wasn’t enough to quench the lust running through my veins. My abs tightened and my balls drew up. Fuck, I could feel her hands on me. Her touch was so light and tentative, as if she had no clue what she was doing.

The memory of her fingers tracing a path down to my dick had it throbbing in my hand. I gripped tighter, tugged it harder, lost in a fantasy where I forced my little rabbit on to her knees and fucked her delicate little throat.

I came so hard I bit my lip, trying to stay silent. The metallic taste in my mouth served as a useful distraction from the mess coating my chest and abs. At least now my dick wasn’t quite so painful, although it was still semi-hard, so the problem hadn’t entirely gone away.

It was becoming increasingly apparent that wouldn’t happen until I fucked my little human into oblivion.

Eva

The words on the page of my book may as well have been in Swahili for all the sense they made. I’d read the same paragraph at least ten times already. I couldn’t concentrate on anything, and it was all Tanner’s fault.

He’d ruined the fragile equilibrium I’d found since Silas rescued me from the car. Even Brent barely registered in my thoughts these days. I’d not forgotten about the risk he posed, but somehow, up here, isolated in this cabin with three ridiculously hot men, he seemed unimportant.

I knew Brent was a problem I needed to face, but for now, I was happy to push him aside. If it wasn’t for Tanner, life would be good.

Both Cole and Silas had made it more than clear they were happy for me to stay as long as I liked. I had no intention of abusing their kindness indefinitely, but until the weather cleared, it was obvious I couldn’t leave.

And if I was being honest, I didn’t want to.

Cole looked after me like nobody else in my life had.

Silas cheered me up and made everything a bit brighter.

And as for Tanner…well, we weren’t going there.

“Christmas is in a few days,” Silas announced as he sat next to me on the sofa.

I looked up, throwing the book aside with an irritated huff.

“Is it?” Christmas didn’t register with me. Dad had never celebrated it and Brent treated it as an opportunity to make my life even more miserable than normal.

“Yes, sugar, it is!” Silas grinned and I couldn’t help but smile back. He reminded me of a large, excitable dog: always wanting to have fun. The exact opposite of Tanner, who took being a broody asshole to a whole new level.

“Do you guys celebrate it?” I glanced at Cole, who’d walked in with a coffee for me. Tanner was AWOL as per usual. Working on something, Cole had said. He was always working when I was around, holed up in his office with the door locked.

Not that I’d ever been in there. I wasn’t the nosy type, although I had to admit, I was curious about what he was doing in there.

Silas’s jaw dropped. “Of course. Are you saying you don’t?”

“Well…” I looked down at my hands. “Erm… not usually, no. Dad wasn’t much of a celebration kind of guy.” Nor was Brent.

Silas grabbed my hands in his and squeezed. “This year will be the best Christmas you ever had, trust me.”

It was clear I didn’t look suitably convinced because he pulled me to my feet. There was a small spark between us, but I ignored it. Things with Tanner and I were already complicated enough, and I had no intention of adding to the confusion. Besides, neither Silas nor Cole had given me any indication they were interested in me like that.

And why would they? I was a plain Jane with nothing to offer any man.

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