Page 41 of A Ryan Christmas


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When I’m showered,I pick up the Christmas pajamas Jessie has chosen for us. I suppose they’re not that bad. The bottoms are red and white stripes and the top is like a Santa suit. I’m sure our kids will love them when we all wear them tomorrow, but for tonight I toss the t-shirt onto the bed and just pull on the pants. When I walk into the bedroom we all share, I see my brothers have had the same idea and are only wearing the bottoms too.

“Where is Jessie?” I ask.

“Just checking on the babies,” Liam replies.

A few seconds later she walks into the room behind me and I spin around to see her dressed in a head to toe Mrs. Claus onesie with a hood.

“Where are your pajamas?” she asks us.

“Um. Wearing em,” I say, pointing down at the ridiculous pants.

“You’re supposed to wear the whole ensemble,” she says with a roll of her eyes. “Now you don’t look like Santa, just…” she chews on her lip as her eyes roam over the four of us.

“Just what, angel?” Conor asks.

“Just four super hot…” She waves her hand dismissively. “Don’t worry. I can work with it,” she adds with a soft sigh.

“But what the hell are you wearing, baby?” my twin asks as she walks toward the four of us.

“I’m Mrs. Claus,” she whispers.

I pull her into my arms, spinning her around so I can check out her outfit. I look for snappers. Buttons? A zip? A gap somewhere that I can get my hand in, but there isn’t a single fucking one. “What fucking devious trickery is this, Red?” I growl.

“It’s my onesie,” she giggles.

“But how do I get into it?” I ask her as my brothers laugh — like this is funny.

She pulls a tiny flap near the base of her throat. “It’s concealed zipper, see?”

“I don’t like it,” I say with a shake of my head. “It’s impenetrable.”

“It’s just for Christmas,” she laughs.

“I still don’t like it,” I say as I wrap my arms around her and kiss her neck. “I like my hands on your skin.”

She shivers in my arms and my cock twitches. “I like your hands on my skin too,” she purrs.

Fuck! I didn’t get enough of her in the kitchen. Not nearly enough. I want to fuck her so bad, but we have to go through her activity list first. I would much rather peel this goddam onesie off her, lay her down on that bed and do filthy things to her sexy little body all night long. I can guarantee my brothers will be thinking the same too. But she’s so fucking excited about Christmas Eve and all of the things she has planned for us.

I can wait.

For her, I can.

For her I would wait a goddamn lifetime.

ChapterTen

JESSIE

After the twins have fallen asleep we head to the den to exchange presents. None of us are in need of much, and the boys never even used to exchange gifts at all, so we have agreed on one present each. They still didn’t buy each other gifts though, which means I’ll end up with four, and they only get one. They don’t know about the extra ones I sneaked under the tree from the twins though.

I smile to myself when I think about tomorrow morning – Christmas with them and our babies is going to be something else. Last Christmas was magical. I was eight months pregnant and they spoiled me in so many ways. But I know that this one is going to be even better.

I sit cross legged on the floor and wait for them to open their gifts. “One at a time,” I insist because I want to watch them all as they see what I got them.

They have more money than they could spend in three lifetimes and don’t need anything at all — so I tried to choose gifts that would make them smile instead.

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