The Gift of Three

by Kaitlin Maitland, Allie Quinn,

  Maggie collapsed on Andrew. Jake gave himself a moment to be lost in them both. Maggie’s tight ass continued to convulse around him, squeezing his dick.

  For a long moment, there was only the purr of the wheels beneath them as they worked on catching their breath.

  Then, reluctantly, Jake moved off her. He handed a tissue to Andrew and one to Maggie before he used one to remove the condom and wrap it up. The last thing he wanted to do was to help her pull her dress down after she’d cleaned herself, but he did. Fuck, she had a damn perfect ass. But he figured it wouldn’t be fair to insist she remain lying on Andrew for another hour just so he could look at her.

  Jake pressed the Speaker button for Alex. “You can take us home now.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “You’ve seen enough lights?” Andrew joked.

  Jake gave him a sideways look and grinned. Then he met Maggie’s gaze, his own hot and intense. “I haven’t seen near enough. I just want to see it on the floor in the living room in front of the fire. Then I want to see it on the counter in the kitchen for breakfast.”

  Yes, his Maggie wasn’t going home tonight.

  Epilogue

  Andrew watched from the doorway as Maggie hummed along with “The Twelve Days of Christmas” and finished placing the last of the ornaments on one of Jake and Andrew’s three Christmas trees. It was a week before Christmas. Andrew knew he and Jake could have put up their own trees, but they both loved watching her do what she did best. There was just something exciting about seeing her curvy ass high up on a ladder. He knew she would have loved to have had the trees up and finished before now, but with all the business decorating she’d had to do after the grand-opening party, she simply hadn’t had the time.

  Not to mention all the great sex they’d shared. Sex on the floor, on the couch, on the counter. He loved being in her mouth and in her pussy. He loved tasting her. He loved the dreamy look in her eyes when she came. So far, she was willing to try whatever they requested. It was why he was fighting butterflies at the moment. He didn’t know how open she’d be to today’s request.

  But he’d agreed to wait for Jake before saying anything to her.

  She turned and saw him standing there. “Hi!”

  Oh, and he loved the way she greeted him and Jake. With sparkling eyes and a glad-to-see-you smile before giving them a warm kiss. She climbed down from the step stool and quickly approached him. As soon as she drew close, she didn’t hesitate to throw her arms around his neck. She kissed him soundly.

  “I made chocolate chip cookies today.”

  So that was why she tasted of delicious chocolate. The idea of laying her on the counter, smearing chocolate syrup on her, and licking it all off flashed through his mind. Maybe he’d suggest that later, after Jake got home and they gave her their present.

  Jake chose that moment to walk through the front door. Andrew met his gaze. Jake looked tired but as excited as Andrew about their offer. They’d only known her for four weeks. Was it too soon to ask Maggie to share space with them? He didn’t think so. He knew a sure thing when he saw it. They’d managed to keep it a secret, even though Maggie had been in their house, decorating for the past three days.

  She turned her attention to Jake and kissed him just as soundly. The sight turned Andrew on. His cock perked to life, and he did his best to will it to calm back down. His best wasn’t all that great. Watching anything and everything Maggie did with that sweet, pouty mouth of hers was a definite turn-on. Maybe they should tell her their Christmas present offer while she was on her knees with his cock filling her mouth and rubbing the back of her throat. Jake could be thrusting into her. He was enjoying that vision so much, he failed to hear anything until Jake said, “Earth to Andrew.”

  “I’m sorry, what, Jake?”

  “I was just telling her we’d like to give her her Christmas present early. She informed me that she didn’t bring our presents. Should we be worried about that?”

  “Hell, no. I think she can make it up to us with her mouth and with this.” Andrew cupped her sex through her jeans. The heat of her slid up his arm and through his body. Fuck, he should never have touched her. Now he wasn’t even sure he could wait to show her the present.

  He pulled her close and kissed her long and deep, making love to her with his tongue and drawing a moan from her. He unbuttoned her jeans and slid down the fly. A heartbeat later, he slipped his fingers past the hint of lace and buried them into her warmth. She was wearing the pink lacy panties he’d given her. That made his heart soar. He and Jake had given her gifts every week—panties, bras, sex toys. It pleased him that she tried them all out at least once. Her tight, wet pussy brought him more pleasure than he could have ever anticipated.

  He kissed her some more and felt Jake slide her jeans down her legs. He steadied her as she stepped out of them. He mentally chuckled. What better way to offer her her Christmas present than by using it? With his lips on hers and his fingers pumping into her, he forced her backward. One step at a time, one kiss at a time, one slow motion with his fingers at a time as he, with Jake’s help while he caressed her ass, led her out and down the hall to the room they’d furnished for her if and when she ever wanted to stay.

  A huge bed waited for her and was big enough to accommodate the three of them, just as the beds in the other two bedrooms would. They’d never used any of the bedrooms for sex, so even if she’d seen this setup while she was putting up Christmas decorations, she wouldn’t have known they’d furnished it just for her. The decorating scheme was simple—a bed, dresser, old-fashioned mirror on a stand, a chaise lounge. She would be welcome to add and decorate with whatever she wished. They also planned to give her part of the den for a desk and computer for her business. If she agreed, they would build her a storage area to store her decorations.

  Andrew pressed her back onto the bed, still kissing her as he slowly moved his fingers in. Out. In. Out. She was wonderfully tight, slick, and wet and so very hot. He couldn’t believe how every time with her was more exciting than the last. As always, he was so in tune with Jake that he knew where Jake was and what he needed.

  From his position between her legs, Andrew leaned slightly away from her. He didn’t have to look to know Jake was taking off his clothes. He was almost as familiar with Jake’s actions as he was with his own. When he knew Jake was ready, Andrew slipped away from her and shifted around to her side. She moaned as he took his fingers from her quivering pussy.

  When she groaned with need again, he put his fingers in her mouth. “Suck on these for a moment, and see how good you taste. I’ll give you something better in a minute.” Her hot, wet mouth around his fingers had his cock twitching in his jeans. Soon. Soon, his dick would be where his fingers were. First he wanted to watch Jake with Maggie. Watching her was sometimes as fun as doing her. He saw Jake move to the edge of the bed, his latex-covered cock hard. Jake pressed her knees up and apart, revealing her glistening folds for a moment before he filled her completely.

  In reaction, Maggie bit down on Andrew’s fingers. “Easy, sweetheart.” He pulled his fingers from her mouth.

  “I need you.” Maggie’s words were breathy and heavy with passion. “I need you both. Please.”

  “I love when you beg.”

  “Oh, I don’t know,” Jake said, forcing out the words through the ecstasy in his expression as he pulled out of her and thrust in again. “I think you should put something else in her mouth so she can’t beg.”

  “But I like watching her while you make love to her.”

  Jake met his gaze for a heartbeat. “So face this direction. I can lean back like this and give you a great view. And you can still lean over her face so I can watch the sweet way she sucks you off.” He demonstrated by leaning back. The motion obviously caused his cock to touch a new place inside her. She groaned some more.

  Andrew wasted no more time. His shoes and all his clothes were gone in the blink an eye. Then it was his turn to moan as she sucked on his b
alls and ran her tongue around him as he knelt over her. The feel of her mouth on him while he enjoyed the show of Jake’s cock filling her again and again was nothing less than pure, unadulterated pleasure. The only thing he thought could make it better was if he had something to occupy his mouth. He leaned over and slid his tongue across the softness of her belly. Her hips rocked with Jake’s action and her own.

  For perhaps mere moments, or hours, or even days, Andrew didn’t know, the world went away and there was only the three of them. Maggie beneath him, sending his cock into orbit with her lips and tongue, and the soft, spicy taste of her skin filling his mouth. There was Maggie’s pussy, and Jake’s huge, hard cock slapping into her in a sweet rhythm that mingled with the background Christmas tune.

  It was crazy to hold back any longer. Hell, it was impossible. Especially when she expertly sucked one of his balls into her mouth. He came, shooting his wad onto her stomach as the orgasm moved through him like a bolt of lightning.

  Beneath him, Maggie cried out, and her hips rocked faster. He watched, loving the way Jake’s cock spasmed and Maggie shuddered. It was a sweet sight that sent his heart pounding even though his own rocket was now parachuting back to earth.

  Although he hated like hell to move, his dick quickly became ticklish. “Damn, sweetheart, you sure know how to suck me.”

  “Good, because I love sucking you—your cock. And your balls.”

  He backed up and kissed her long and hard to show his appreciation. “I’ll be right back.” He headed down the hall to get a wet cloth to clean her. The thought of the three of them in the shower did cross his mind. He’d ask Jake what he thought of the idea before issuing the invitation. The bedroom and the office space might be enough for one day.

  As he held a washcloth under the warm spray at the sink, Jake came in and disposed of the condom. “She’s asking about the bedroom. I didn’t let slip that it was hers.”

  “Thanks.”

  They went back to the bedroom together. Andrew cleaned her belly off. He was still amazed. It didn’t matter if it came to fucking her fast and hard or licking her slow or simply gliding his fingers over her in a barely there massage. He positively loved touching her—every part of her.

  Once he had her all clean, they got dressed to help ward off the winter chill. They didn’t speak, and yet the silence between them was familiar and comfortable.

  “So we’ve always made love in the living room or the kitchen before. Why did you bring me into what is obviously the guest bedroom?” Maggie asked as she finished buttoning her shirt.

  “It’s not the guest bedroom.” Andrew reached out and moved a wisp of hair away from her face.

  “It’s not? Well, correct me if I’m wrong, but it’s pretty bland. I doubt it belongs to either of you.”

  “It’s yours,” Jake said.

  She stared from him to Jake, then back to him. “Mine?”

  “If you want it.” Andrew thought the look of shock on her face was priceless.

  “Of course, we realize it needs some decorating. We thought you could do that.” Jake stepped close and took her in his arms.

  Like he enjoyed watching Jake bury his dick in her pretty pussy, Andrew enjoyed seeing Maggie in Jake’s embrace. Jake was taller than he was, and Maggie molded to him differently than she did to Andrew. She couldn’t put her arms around Jake’s neck without being awkward, even though she managed to fit against Jake just fine. Andrew liked being shorter. When he held Maggie close, the juncture of her legs was almost even with his. It would be very easy to slide his cock into her while they were standing up. Maybe he’d try that later.

  “Mine?”

  “Yours for whenever you want to stay here. If you just want to sleep here after a great few hours of making love, or if you want to give up your tiny apartment and move in permanently, it’s yours. This is however you want to work it. It’s our Christmas present to you.” Even though she was still in Jake’s arms, Andrew placed his hand on her back and caressed her. “We like you with us. We want you with us. Every day. All the time. And we’ll take you however you want to be with us—every day or just until breakfast. It’s up to you. You’ll get your own key to the place to come and go as well. You can cook in the kitchen, watch TV, sleep on the living-room sofa. Hell, you can sleep in my bed whenever you want.”

  “Or you can sleep in mine. Or in this bed right here. We don’t care. You’re a part of us, and we want you to be at home here,” Jake added, finishing his statement with a long kiss.

  She slipped out of Jake’s embrace and looked around the room. “I don’t know what to say, but thank you.”

  Then she leaned out, grasped Andrew’s face between both her hands, and kissed him soundly. She turned and did the same to Jake.

  That was one of the things that drew Andrew to her so much and made him love her. She tried to keep things equal between him and Jake, no matter how much she enjoyed them both.

  “Can I sleep in this bed tonight?”

  Jake laughed. “Yes, of course. We told you it’s yours, whenever, however, all the time. This is now your home just as it is ours. And you don’t have to ask if you want to decorate any of it or change something or be here. Just do it. We’ll tell you if we don’t like it. Just as you’re welcome to tell us about whatever you don’t like. It’s what partners do.”

  “Partners?”

  “Yes, partners,” Jake confirmed. “The three of us together. Equal.”

  Andrew was drawn to the sparkle in her eyes. Were those tears welling? He thought so but said nothing. Suddenly, she dashed from the room. “Hey, where are you going?”

  She came back to the doorway and grinned at them. “I’ve got another prelit tree in my car. I want to put it up in here. So later, while you guys make love to me and then we sleep in each other’s arms, we can do it all by tree light. It will be like starlight!”

  JAKE STOPPED HER. “Magpie?”

  She’d just about been ready to dash off again, but she turned back to them. “Yes?”

  Jake felt she was the best Christmas present he’d ever been given. “If I buy a few more trees, will you put them up so we can do that in every room?”

  She flashed them a broad smile that made Jake’s heart feel as if it could sing along with the Christmas music playing. “You bet!” She paused. “Oh, but what about after Christmas?”

  Jake stared at her and shared her smile, feeling happier than he had in a very long time. Asking Maggie and being up front with her from the get-go was just what he and Andrew had needed. She was so open, so honest, so genuine, just like when she came. She didn’t know the meaning of the word fake. “I guess you’ll have to come up with Valentine’s hearts. Pink hearts. And have you ever felt rose petals on your bare skin?”

  She blushed, really blushed. Fuck, he loved that he could make her blush. Then she turned and left.

  “Should we tell her Stanley Tarrington has been transferred a few thousand miles away?” Andrew asked.

  Jake shook his head. “I don’t think there’s any need to ever talk about Stan Tarrington again. But it is a shame he couldn’t handle the bank. Too bad for him.”

  “Yes, and too bad for his marriage, since I heard his wife doesn’t want to transfer with him.” Andrew glanced at the empty doorway. “What about the ring we got for her?”

  Jake came over and stood beside him. “Do you think we can save it for Christmas morning?”

  Andrew shrugged. “I think we can try. But no promises. Should we help her with the tree?”

  “I think we should see if we can convince her to decorate it naked.”

  Andrew gave him a huge grin. “I love your ideas.”

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  Loose Id Titles by Allie Quinn

  An Angel for Christmas

  Christmas Past and Christmas Presents

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  The MOONLIGHT ASSASSINS Series

  In the Dead of Cold

  Under the Cover of Moonlight

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  “The Naughty List”

  Part of the anthology The Gift of Three

  With Kaitlin Maitland and Ceri Grenelle

  Allie Quinn

  Allie Quinn lives with her husband in Southern Illinois. When she isn’t enjoying fun family time, games with friends, reading, crafts, music, and winemaking, she’s working to build fictional worlds and unforgettable characters.

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  Christmas is Love

  Ceri Grenelle

  Dedication

  This is for my family. You keep me motivated and ensure my grinch-like characteristics never get out of hand, especially around the holidays. I love you, and thanks.

  Chapter One

  “Austin!” Dylan called out to his perpetually tardy lover from the entryway of their home. “We’re gonna be late!” He could not be late for this holiday party. His mother had warned him if he was even a minute late, she wouldn’t make him all the delicious desserts he craved come Christmas. He loved this time of year. But he mostly loved it for the food.

  “I’m coming, I’m coming,” Austin yelled, his voice vibrating as he trotted down the steps. Dylan couldn’t suppress a smitten sigh as Austin came into view. He wore a fitted green sweater matching his unique emerald eyes. His wavy blond hair was styled to perfection, probably with little to no effort, and his dark slacks highlighted the incomparable ass Dylan had fucked not hours before. Shit, he wanted to take the man again. Every second he spent with Austin, he discovered a new reason to want him. To love him.