by Mia Ashlinn
His lids lowered sensually, and he groaned. If he liked that, she would take it a step further. She licked his flesh, flattening her tongue and using the top for maximum coverage. He groaned again. “That won’t work.”
Tired of looking into the toilet bowl and wanting to see his gorgeous face, Shannon wiggled and twisted until he got the picture. He moved, allowing her room to scoot back from the toilet and stand up. “Sure it will,” she said and held out her hand to him. “Come on, Drew.”
He smiled warmly, got to his feet, and then took her hand. “No, it won’t.”
“Mmmhmm.” She pulled him into the bedroom and pushed him onto the bed.
He chuckled, shaking his head at her. “Not tonight, Shannon.”
What the fuck?
“Excuse me?” she asked indignantly, putting her hands on her hips and tapping her foot. “Since when did you not want me?”
Drew sat up on his elbows before he told her, “We don’t need that tonight. I need to hold you, and I know you need me to hold you, too.”
Her heart squeezed tightly in her chest. So this is what unconditional love feels like? “I’d like that.”
He backed up the bed until his head lay on the pillows. “Come here,” he said, patting the bed beside him.
She climbed up on the bed, moving to his side and cuddling up to him. “I love you.” She sighed then fell asleep nestled in the arms of one of the men she loved.
Chapter 21
The next morning, Shannon stirred when a masculine mouth peppered tiny kisses all over her face. Rolling over in the comfy bed, she opened one eye to see the bedside table clock. Six o’clock in the morning? She did not think so.
Grunting, she snuggled back into her spot beneath the warm blanket.
“Come on, princess, wake up,” Jared urged her, shaking her gingerly.
“Uh-uh,” she mumbled with a slur, refusing to move. “I’m sweepy.”
“I have a surprise for you,” he whispered in her ear, his humid breath blowing across her skin.
She jerked upright, rubbing her blurry eyes, and sought out Jared. “A surprise? For me? I love surprises! What is it?”
He chuckled and kissed her nose. “You’ll have to wait and see.”
At some point during the night, he must have gone insane. She couldn’t wait to find out about her surprise. She would fucking explode. Having two other men came in handy in a situation like this one.
Drew? Randy? She smiled smugly as she scanned the room for her other men. Where are you?
“They won’t help you, princess. They went down to breakfast a few minutes ago.” Jared answered her unasked question, rolling away from her and getting up. “Go to your room and get dressed quickly. I have something to show you, but make sure to wear warm clothes. We’ll have to take a walk outside to get there, and I don’t want you to get cold.”
Jared crossed the room, wearing nothing at all. Damn, I fall asleep, and he has to go and get naked? Why didn’t they wake me up? Fuck a damn duck.
She followed him with her eyes, watching and appreciating her man’s luscious body. His broad shoulders rippled as he stretched them over his head, and he groaned quietly, reminding her of the feel of his sexy lips on her body. His powerful leg muscles flexed, carrying him across the carpeted floor, and his lean hips unintentionally moved sensuously. Saving one of her favorite body parts for last, she ogled his tight ass, itching to bend him over and spank him. Damn. That ass should be outlawed.
She threw off the bed covers and stretched languidly before sliding off the bed. “Okay, Prince Charming,” she said, kissing him quickly on the way out the door.
Humming cheerfully, Shannon stepped outside of the room and froze on the spot. Across the hallway, her best friends slipped stealthily out of two separate rooms. What have we here? The walk of shame?
Speechless, Shannon gawked at Katie-Anne’s frazzled face, skewed clothing, and messy hair. Holy hell. “Wait, isn’t that Shane and Landon’s room?”
Shannon switched her attention to Jaycee and asked, “Isn’t that Gray’s room? I thought you told them that the three of you had to sleep separately the night before the wedding?”
“What are you doing, Shannon,” Katie-Anne countered, obviously trying to get the attention off herself and onto someone else.
Shannon laughed softly. “That is pretty self-explanatory, my friend. I spent the night with my men. Your turn.”
Katie-Anne growled with a scowl. “We are not playing that game again.”
Jaycee stared at Shannon, her surprise reflected on her wholesome, girl-next-door face. “Did she just growl at us?”
“Yes, I think she did,” Shannon replied, tearing her eyes away from Jaycee to gawk at Katie-Anne.
“Whatever,” Katie-Anne snapped then turned and stalked away.
“Wow,” Jaycee breathed in awe. “That was something else.”
“Yes,” Shannon agreed as she watched Katie-Anne get in the elevator and the doors close behind her. Turning back to Jaycee, she smirked. “So, really what is your excuse, J? You threatened Gray and Cade with castration to keep them apart last night, but you are sneaking out of Gray’s room. What would Cade think?”
As soon as the words passed her lips, the door behind Jaycee opened and Cade appeared. “I would think that I got some last night, so I don’t give a damn.” He chuckled and kissed Jaycee thoroughly. “I have to get dressed, darlin’. See you at the altar.”
“You bet,” Jaycee said, patting Cade on the ass. “I’ll be the woman in white running down the aisle toward you and Gray.”
He chuckled then strolled down the hallway whistling the wedding march. He opened the door to his room and disappeared inside.
Jaycee laughed happily. “He is such a dork.”
“You love him. What does that make you?”
Grinning, Jaycee wiggled her eyebrows at Shannon. “Lucky.”
“I’ll bet you got lucky last night,” Shannon said cheekily.
“Four times last night and twice this morning,” Jaycee bragged. “Apparently, I’m not the only one.”
“Nope,” Shannon denied with a shake of her head. “I didn’t get any. We cuddled and slept.”
“All three of my brothers spent the night with you and didn’t fuck you?” Jaycee asked incredulously. “Yep, they’re in love.”
Shannon smiled sappily, “I know,” and winked at Jaycee. “Looks like I’m lucky, too.”
Jaycee glanced down at her watch and her eyes widened. “Fuck. I have to go get dressed.” She took off running, yelling over her shoulder. “Five hours and counting!”
Shannon shook her head before heading to her room to get dressed.
* * * *
With a sigh, Jared knocked on Shannon’s hotel room door thirty minutes later. “Princess,” he called out. “We have to get going.”
The door swung open, revealing Shannon. He eyed her luscious body from the top of her red hair to the sneakers on her feet. “Damn, woman, you look beautiful.”
She glanced down at her clothes and laughed sheepishly, “I’m wearing jeans and a sweater. I have no makeup on, and I barely had time to comb my hair.”
He cupped her sweet face, enjoying the feel of her soft skin against his rough hands. “And? I always think you’re beautiful, and now I can tell you whenever I want to. So you better get used to it.”
He paused to kiss her tenderly. “You’re gorgeous and sexy.” Pulling her body closer to his, he kissed her again with years of pent-up desire. “And most importantly, you’re mine.”
“Mmmm,” she hummed, wrapping her hands around his neck. “That I am, Prince Charming.” She played with his hair and lifted her face up for a kiss.
Leaning down, he whispered against her lips, “Hold that thought,” and pulled away reluctantly. “I need to show you something first.”
She jutted her lip out adorably and made puppy-dog eyes. “Fine, but only because I get a surprise.”
He chuckled, reaching into
his pocket and retrieving a black blindfold.
She looked at the satin material then glanced up at him with a mischievous smile. “I like this surprise already.”
So do I. His cock elongated and throbbed, aching to invade her tight pussy. He wanted to fuck her until she came around his dick, her walls pulsating and juices coating him, and then he could fill her up with his cum. He bit back a groan. I won’t be able to wait long, damn it.
“Don’t look at me like that unless you want to be fucked where you stand.” He growled. “Then you won’t get your surprise.”
“Well, hell.” She turned her back to him, silently giving him permission to blindfold her. “You just had to go there. I can’t turn down a surprise, and you know it.”
“I’ll make it worth your while,” he assured her as he reached around and covered her eyes. He pulled the strap over her head and settled it below her crown. “I promise.”
“There.” Walking around her, he flipped her off to make sure she couldn’t see anything. His woman would chew his ass a new one if she knew what he’d done. When she didn’t respond, he knew she couldn’t see anything. “I’m going to have to carry you, princess.”
“Piggyback?” she asked with a hopeful smile. “I have always wanted to ride that way.”
How can I resist her?
“If you want,” he agreed with a laugh, turning and squatting down before looking over his shoulder. “I’m in front of you. Just lower yourself to the floor and climb on my back. Don’t worry, I’ll help you.”
“Okay.” Carefully, she moved up behind him, feeling around with her hands. She dropped to the floor and climbed onto his back awkwardly.
“Put your arms around my neck,” he instructed as he curled his arms around her half-bent legs and lifted them both from the floor.
She slid her hands around his neck and clasped them together. Giggling, she said, “This is fun, Jared.”
The joy he heard in her voice made him feel invincible, and he couldn’t hold back a happy smile of his own. “I’m glad you like it.”
In silence, he walked down the hallway to the elevator, got in and rode to the lobby where he exited the building. He held her tightly as they hiked downhill and through a small patch of woods to the valley where her surprise awaited them.
Breaking through all of the branches, he spotted her surprise. There in the middle of a giant field sat a white gazebo with the sun rising in the sky behind it. Numerous candles flickered between each column, and a fire burned brightly in the darkened interior. His excitement built, and he couldn’t hold himself back. He jogged the remaining distance to the round pavilion with her bouncing up and down on his back.
“Hey,” she squealed, her voice filled with humor. “Where’s the fire?”
Stopping in front of the gazebo, he lowered her to the ground cautiously, laughing at her unknowing pun. “In there,” he said as he spun her around and took off the blindfold. He would never forget this moment in time, the way tears filled her eyes, the brilliant smile on her beautiful face, and the tiny gasp from her sweet lips.
“That’s for me?”
“Yes, Shannon. It’s for you,” he replied, grasping her hand and pulling her up the stairs to the area he’d had Deke and Adam set up for them.
Reaching the landing, he strolled around the interior of the gazebo, taking in the crackling fireplace, the giant bed covered in rose petals, and the hundreds of candles spread throughout. “What do you think?”
Peeling off her sweater with a sinful smile, she said, “This is what I think.” She discarded her bra and pants quickly, leaving her standing bare within a few feet of him.
The lust glittering in her eyes awakened his body fully. His mind cleared, and the blood in his veins picked up speed, the life-sustaining fluid pumping so vigorously he could feel it throughout his entire body. His cock sucked in a large portion of his blood, the flesh swelling with desire.
She sauntered over to him, her full breasts bouncing slightly. “I think you are too much, and I love you for it.”
His dick continually hardened in harmony with each of her steps. The closer she came to him, the thicker his shaft grew, straining toward the tempting siren. By the time she drew close enough to touch, he felt the anticipation building in his balls.
She brushed up against him and slithered her enticing body down his, pausing to drop a lingering kiss on the outline of his engorged cock in his pants. “You have given me my own real-life fairy tale, and it’s almost perfect.” She inched her way back up his body ever so leisurely.
She is going to kill me.
Staring down into her flushed face, he asked in a gravelly voice, “Almost perfect?”
She caressed his face with her fingertips and then kissed him sensually, tugging his lower lip into her moist mouth. “Mmmm,” she purred, releasing his lip. “I want our fairy tale to be X-rated.”
“Fuck,” he groaned, thrusting his hips forward and rubbing the bulge in his pants against her exposed pussy. “You want X-rated, I’ll give you X-rated.” He grabbed her, lifting her up into his arms. “Put your legs around my waist.”
She complied, wrapping her sexy legs around his waist and sliding her arms around his neck. He cupped her deliciously rounded bottom in the palm of his hands, kneading the pliant flesh.
She shivered in his arms and whispered simply, “I want you, my prince.”
He strolled toward the bed. Capturing her lips with his, he kissed her deeply with enough fire to set the hills around them ablaze. She kissed him back, her soft lips melting underneath his with a sigh. He felt her body surrender to his, ratcheting up the intensity, going from thorough to fierce. He devoured her intoxicating lips, letting her kiss wash over him and drug him.
He released her lips before laying her gently on the bed. “And I want you, my princess.” He pulled at his clothes without looking away from the wanton woman wearing nothing but a come-and-get-me smile, removing them and dropping them to the wooden floor.
She opened her legs to his gaze and said saucily, “Feel free to look and drool.”
Look and drool he did.
Her swollen labia stood out noticeably between her legs, making him salivate for a taste of the moisture glimmering there. Reflexively, he licked his lips and imagined her taste on his tongue. His gaze drifted downward to the bottom curve of her ass, her untried back hole beckoning him. I have to touch her.
He lowered himself on top of her, his body covering hers perfectly. Their warmth melded into one ball of heat, feeding the fire inside him. The need to make her his once again nearly undid him, but this moment wasn’t about him.
She smiled up at him, her face glowing with love, and placed her small hands on each of his shoulders. She lifted her face for a kiss, but he denied her, kissing her forehead just below her hairline. The untamed wisps of her ginger hair tickled his nose, and the fresh smell of her favorite shampoo surrounded him.
He lowered his head to her nose, placing a quick kiss on the tip. Impatiently, his woman lifted her face again, silently reminding him of what she wanted. With a smile, he shook his head, earning a huff from her. He kissed each of her flushed cheeks, feeling the warmth of her blush on his lips then migrated his lips slowly inward. He nibbled on the crease at the corner of her mouth before switching to the other side.
“Please,” she pleaded, her eyes half-closed. “Kiss—”
He didn’t let her finish. He drew her words into his mouth, taking her lips with his in a devastating kiss. He ran one hand down each of her arms to her hands, lightly squeezing her delicate fingers with his. She squeezed back, far less gently, before interlocking her fingers with his.
His heavy, throbbing cock lay between her legs, resting against her wet folds. He rocked his hips, making sure his dick came into contact with her clit. She whimpered against his lips, and her back arched up into his body. The feel of her tightly beaded nipples grazing his chest had him tearing his lips away from hers. He lifted her hands over her h
ead, pinning them to the bed, and gave her a look that told her to not move her hands an inch.
She nodded, her too-damn-kissable lips lifting up in a sensual smile. “Maybe I will, maybe I won’t.”
He glowered at her, desperately holding back his need to spank her recalcitrant ass. “You will,” he said in a clipped, harsh tone before he could stop himself.
She licked her lips. “I’ll think about it.”
He released her hands with a growl, pulling back to worship her breasts with his eyes. The creamy swells gave way to flawless, pink-tipped nipples that left him salivating. I need a taste. He swooped down and latched onto one turgid peak before sucking it into his mouth. His left hand found her neglected breast, molding the soft flesh in his hand. He loved the way her breasts fit his hands so perfectly, as if they’d been made for them. He grasped her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, massaging the nub as he tugged gently.
She cried out, her whole body writhing underneath his. “Jared!”
Knowing his woman liked that little edge of pain, he bit down on the nipple in his mouth and pinched the one between his fingers at the exact same time.
She bucked with a scream, “Oh, God!”
He needed to feel her pussy as it enveloped his engorged cock. Unfastening his lips from her nipple, he rotated until he landed on his back then pulled her on top of him. “Ride me, princess.”
Her eyes widened, and she stammered, “W–w–what?”
“You’re so damn cute,” he said then cupped the back of her head, pulling her down for a devastating kiss. “This moment is for you, princess. Ride me.”
She smiled at him almost shyly, and he wanted to shout from the rooftops that this woman belonged to him and his brothers. He grasped his aching shaft then guided it to her entrance.
“Jared, can’t it be for both of us?” she asked before sinking down onto his cock.
“Yes,” he hissed as her snug pussy swallowed his dick, taking in every damn inch of him.