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“Be a good girl and come on my cock, wifey,” Klaus says in a low, reverberating voice.
I whimper. I’ve held out my orgasm long enough. I arch my back into Kris as his hand reaches down and swirls my clit. I shudder and exhale as I come absolutely undone. Tears stream down my face as my body jerks in a long overdue release. I lose control and get lost in each wave of pleasure, cresting and falling, and taking me with it.
When my body stops shaking, I can finally speak.
“Merry Christmas Eve, to me.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Holly
Suddenly, the Christmas spirit is thrumming through my veins. Put a Christmas tree in front of me and I’d happily decorate it. Hell, I’d decorate twenty if it meant that I got to stay with my Christmas Santas.
After the steam room, we washed up together and now we’re laying on the loungers in the dimly lit spa. My mind is still reeling from not only the most intense orgasm of my life, but the way they gently washed me under the shower with such tenderness.
“I don’t want to ever leave,” I whisper with closed eyes.
“Don’t, then. Come with us,” Klaus responds matter-of-factly.
“I have to catch my flight in…” I stop short. “Crap, my flight!” I whisper under my breath. “Oh, my god. I almost forgot I’m in a damn airport and I have a flight.” My voice gets louder as the panic sets in. If I miss this flight, I’ll essentially be stranded in France. I don’t have the money to get another ticket.
“Darling,” Nick drawls. “Stay. We’ll get you another flight.”
I want to do anything that voice asks of me right now. But I told my parents I’d be back for Christmas Eve. And breaking the news that I need to crash at their house for at least a month while I replenish my bank account will be easier if I uphold that promise.
I stand up in a rush, but it feels wrong to hurry our goodbye. I slow myself down as I lean down to Nick and give him a long kiss. I breathe him in before moving to Kris and then Klaus. I never want to forget the way they each smell and the way they each taste.
“That felt too much like a goodbye kiss.” Kris’ deep voice squeezes my heart while I continue to kiss Klaus. Then I break apart from him and pick up my pace again to rifle through my bag for a fresh pair of clothes.
“You guys are the best gift I could have asked for,” I answer while pulling out a low-cut black cotton tee. I can at least give them a show as I walk away. “But my family isn’t exactly the understanding type.”
“What? You don’t want to tell them you met three handsome guys who want to unwrap you over and over on Christmas morning?” Nick quips.
I laugh. “Definitely not. But damn, now I’ll be fantasizing about that all Christmas day when I’m stuck in church.”
Kris laughs while Klaus pulls me over to his lap. I get ready to protest until I realize what he’s doing. He throws the black leggings I had in my hand at Nick. Nick slides them up my leg while Klaus gives me a shoulder massage.
“We’re going to take care of you until the very last moment, wifey,” Klaus whispers into my ear. Goosebumps spread across my body and I see Nick smirking at my prickled thighs in his hands.
My heart swells so big for them. My entire body and soul are screaming at me to not walk out those doors.
“It would take one call.” Kris strokes his hands through my hair. I close my eyes and lean into the touch. “Then you would be on the plane with us.”
The word plane snaps me out of my trance. “Plane.” I jump up. “I’ve got to catch my plane.”
I shove the rest of my stuff into my backpack and hustle to the door.
I risk glancing one look back. The three of them look like lions, each strong and regal but also looking like they could spring forward at any moment. They look like they’re barely holding themselves back from pouncing on me. It strikes me again how badly I want to take a picture of them. They’re so intense and beautiful and I never want to forget this evening.
“I have to go,” I say to myself more than anyone. I rush out the doors before I can make any other decision.
I hear my name being called out as the spa door shuts behind me, but I keep going.
I arrive at the gate out of breath and ready to fight my way onto the plane. I’m five minutes before the scheduled departure and I see no one at the gate lining up to board. Not a good sign. They’re probably all already on the plane.
I give my full name to the flight attendant, who looks unphased by my panic. She’s probably dealt with a million people like me before. Albeit, not likely a million people who are running late because they had the kinkiest, most delicious experience of their life.
“You didn’t check the flight status?” She looks at me like I’m a fly on her food.
