Page 18 of Her Christmas Harem


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Behind her, a hand smoothed down her sweaty flanks and Em felt lightly haired thighs push up against the back of her own and knew Kyros was behind her.

His fingers danced to the tail of her spine then ventured lower, causing her to shudder as he circled her puckered rosette.

“Have you ever had someone here before?” he murmured, curling over her back to whisper in her ear while he continued to massage her there.

“Uh-uh,” she mumbled around a mouthful of Coll’s cock as he continued to piston into her.

“I’ll be gentle,” Ky replied. “Prepare you.”

Emalee couldn’t manage anything more than a groan which vibrated around Coll’s girth and had him growling in response, fisting her hair tighter, while goosebumps erupted across Em’s entire body as she felt the slick squirt of lube trickle down the crack of her ass.

She groaned and growled herself, around Coll’s cock, causing him to curse colorfully and tighten his fingers in her hair, as Ky pressed a single finger into her forbidden hole. “Christ that’s hot,” Coll muttered, his voice strained. “Vibrates right through me.”

She moaned louder still when Ky finger fucked her ass for a time before replacing the single digit he’d eased into her with two. The resulting stretch burned her untried flesh; more so when Ky scissored his fingers to ready her for something much bigger.

She already felt too full, Xander taking up all the room inside her and occasionally rotating his hips to take her mind off what Kyros was doing to her ass while he continued to play with her breasts.

Then Ky’s fingers withdrew, only to be replaced with the head of his cock.

It was never going to fit. There wasn’t enough room.

Em might have said as much if her mouth hadn’t been full.

She let out a high-pitched wail in the back of her throat as Kyros started to fill her, the stretch and burn, along with the girth of Coll’s cock filling her mouth making her eyes tear.

But just as she thought it might all be too much, Coll let out a roar and spurted down her throat. “Take it for me, lassie,” he grunted. “Don’t spill a drop, there’s my good wee girl.”

She felt the hot, salty splash against her tongue and for a moment she concentrated on swallowing around him and doing what she was told, desperate to be Coll’s good girl. And while she was distracted, Ky took the opportunity to sink, balls deep into her ass.

Coll withdrew his softening cock, rubbing his thumb over her tear drenched eyes and producing a tissue from somewhere to clean away the saliva that ran down her chin.

God she must be a sight with her mascara smudged and drool running down her chin, but like he could hear her thoughts, Coll tenderly stroked her cheek and leaned in to kiss her, oh so softly. “Ye have never looked more beautiful, my love.”

The words punched Em in the heart and while she might normally have stopped to consider what that meant, she didn’t have a chance as Ky and Xander set up a punishing rhythm that threatened to overwhelm her.

“Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. The litany fell from her lips as they thrust and withdrew, one in, one out, keeping her full at all times.

The sensation was unlike anything she’d ever known, and her sight went glassy as she tried to absorb all the mind-boggling pleasure-pain that engulfed her.

Xander’s big hands spanned her waist, hefting her up, then pulling her down onto his hard length so he bottomed out against her cervix with every pass. And Ky’s thighs slapped harshly against the back of her own, his blunt tipped fingers digging into her waist as he held her tight.

Coll leaned forward and took her lips in a series of sweet kisses that seemed incongruous for the gruff man, and all the while Emalee could feel the tsunami of completion thundering towards her until it was bearing down on her like an irresistible force.

Xander shifted his grip so he could brush his thumb against her clit and Emalee erupted, the strength of her climax drawing a long, high-pitched howl from the depths of her being.

Coll fisted his hand in her hair, holding her head motionless, closing his palm around her throat like he wanted to feel her screams. Then he simply watched her as she shattered and somehow that was just as intimate as the way Xander and Ky plundered her body, letting out their own hoarse cries and they filled her with their seed.

Afterwards Em fell into an exhausted heap, slumped over Xander’s chest, still connected in the most intimate of ways while he stroked her back, and Ky withdrew from her body, causing her to feel suddenly empty.

The world continued around her, but Em just lay there panting, pulling in huge drafts of air, and trying her best to pull her brain out of the mush these three men had turned it into.

On some distant level she was aware of gentle hands moving and guiding her. A warm, damp cloth cleaning her up. Of being nestled between hot, hard bodies as they slipped into a sated sleep.

Except when they woke her again and again during the long night, switching places again and again, until each of them had had her in every single way imaginable.

Chapter Eleven

THEY SLEPT LATE THE next day, not that very much sleeping had been going on.

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