“Hey, I saw you crying too.” Annabelle mumbled into Alocer's chest. “Can you make chains for the charm for you guys?” She wiped her tears as his mom came in the room.
“I swear if you three don't stop making her cry, I'm going to knock you out.” She put her hands on her hips. Annabelle shook her head. “No, look at what Alocer gave me. It's the only thing he has of his mom's.” She started to cry again and Eden pulled her into her arms. “You're going to have to stop crying, Annabelle. Your eyes are going to swell up and I won't be able to fix it.” She laughed and stepped back, snapping her fingers. She walked over to Alocer and hugged him. “You are an amazing man, Alocer. I'm proud to call you a son.” She kissed his cheek and strolled out the door. “Don't be too long. We're opening gifts here in an hour when your dad gets back.” Marcus glanced at Alocer and he smiled. “We have an hour, hmm?” Annabelle glanced up at them and backed up. “Wait, we have a full house downstairs. We couldn't possibly…” She squeaked as she backed up into Alocer's body. He lowered the straps of her dress and let it fall to the floor. “Oh, but we can. Lance, lock the door.” Alocer cupped her breasts as he sucked a nipple into his mouth and moaned. Lance kneeled next to him and sucked her other breast into his mouth. “Look at them enjoying your body, Annabelle. See what you do to us.” His hand trailed down to her pussy and pushed two fingers into her. “You're so wet, Annabelle. Go to Lance. He needs to be inside your pussy.” Alocer moved her to Lance, who lay down on the bed. He wrapped his hand around her waist and guided her onto his cock. Marcus moved to the other side of the bed and stroked his cock as his pants disappeared from his body. He had been waiting for three days for her mouth on his cock while Alocer wanted her ass. He watched Alocer lube his cock and smiled at him, nodding. “Tonight we make those fantasies come true.” Marcus gazed down at her passion- filled eyes. She smiled. “It's about time,” she whispered around Lance's nipple. Alocer slapped her butt. “I so love seeing a red ass.” She turned and glared at him. “Mine will be the only ass you see red. I can be just as jealous, Alocer.” Alocer smiled and slapped her ass again. “Yours is the only red ass I want. Now hush and suck Marcus's cock, so we can get downstairs.” He stepped behind her and squirted the lube into her ass. Marcus crawled onto the bed and lifted her chin as he gently pushed his cock into her mouth. He sighed as her tongue swiped across the head of his cock. “Easy, Annabelle.” He pulled out of her as Alocer pushed past the ring in her ass. She moaned and gripped the sheets tight between her fingers. “Alocer, more. Don't you dare go slow again.” She hissed. Alocer laughed, slapped her ass twice more, and pushed all the way into her as Lance pulled out. Marcus pushed his cock back into her mouth. When Alocer shoved into her, she moved over his cock, almost swallowing it. Lance moved his hands, cupping her breasts, sucking on them while Alocer moved his hands over her ass. Three set of hands covered and played with her body. Her eyes closed, she moaned around his cock and the vibration hardened his cock even more, if possible. Alocer waved his hand and the light turned off, candles lit the room and the song For Your Eyes Only played on the CD player. Annabelle smiled around his cock. Fresh tears ran down his face and he knew he would have to fix her makeup next, but he couldn't be happier. She opened her mind to them and all three of them watched her moving to music. In all his life, not one single woman had ever given herself totally to him as she did now. His body tensed as Alocer reached around and rubbed her clit. Their dragons reared on their bodies and roared as all four of them moaned, releasing their seed. The orgasm seemed to go on and on until Annabelle fell onto Lance's chest. Marcus smiled and pulled away. A small drop of his come beaded on her lip, but she glanced at him and swiped her tongue over it. “Thank you for finding me, Marcus.” “Come on, lazybones. We have presents to unwrap. Are all your presents under the tree or do you need help carrying them downstairs?” Alocer lifted her off Lance and turned to the bathroom. “Most of them are already downstairs, except one.” She smiled. “I was going to give it to you downstairs, but with so many down there, I didn't think you would want them to see it.” She got down on her knees again and crawled under the bed, pulling out one of her paintings. Before she got up, Alocer held her down gently and cleaned her. Then he helped her lift the large painting onto the bed as Lance moved up and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Go on, Marcus. You open it.” Alocer nodded to the painting. His hand shook as he carefully unwrapped the painting. By the time he had all the paper off, all three of them were speechless. In the middle of the painting was Annabelle, tied in rope, naked. All three of them surrounded her. A red moon in the background along with each of their dragons next to them. The same saying she wrote on their necklace now was painted on the bottom of the painting in old English. “Well, was I right not to have you open it up down there?” She glanced at them. “If we didn't have to go downstairs right now, you so would be tied up like that. Damn it, Annabelle. How the hell did you do this? It's beyond words,” Alocer said. “And you're right. I would have to gouge some men's eyes out if they'd seen this. I think this is a bedroom picture. What about you two?” Marcus smiled and she stepped back. “Now, Marcus, we have to be downstairs. Don't look at me like that,” she squeaked. “You are very lucky no one else had seen this. There is no way we could have controlled Alocer, let alone Lance.” He nodded to Lance whose eyes danced with fire as his dragon did. “Crap, Lance, calm down. You just had me.” She held up her hands as he pulled her into his arms. “Tonight we tie up, baby.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Annabelle sat in Marcus's arms as his father passed out presents to everyone. She glanced around at her new family. The guests had left, except a select few. Doug sat with his wife in his lap next to them. She laughed and pulled Marcus's head down to her ear.
“Did you know I had asked Doug to help with another gift for you? But with Alocer, I think it wise he doesn't do it. Just imagine the painting.” Her face heated as his cock sprang to life under her. He sat up and glared at Doug. “You're very lucky you didn't do what she asked. I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to control myself, let alone Alocer.” Doug laughed and nodded. “That's why I didn't agree. I knew you three would take care of her tonight.” He winked at her as Alocer growled next to her head. She reached up and grabbed his hand, kissing it. “I love you, Alocer.”
Nicholas sat down and Lance handed him the painting she had painted for them. She sat up and watched as he ripped the paper. Eden stood behind him and gasped as she traced the picture. Lance smiled at her as Nicholas sat the picture down and called her to him. Marcus urged her up and she went into his arms. Eden sat on one leg while she sat on the other. Trish sat between his legs. “I sit here a humble man, with my wife, who is my life, my children all around me, and my newest member of my family, our daughter. Thank you for bringing joy and peace once more to this family. The happiness I see in my sons’ eyes each day makes this old man young once more.” He paused and Eden nodded. “The Christmas legend says that three wise men will bring peace among all worlds and species, but Annabelle's words say it best. The Christmas legend states three wise men will bring peace among many. For me you have brought this to me tenfold. For I hold all four of our hearts inside of me keeping them safe. When times are tough just follow the loud beat of our hearts and know you are home in my arms and always loved. I truly believe she is the rope that will hold her three men together and guide us all with her love and hope. That is what Christmas is all about.” Eden moaned as she glanced at Annabelle. “There you go again. I'm not fixing your makeup again. It's late anyway, and I'm sure, by the look of my sons, you won't be here much longer.”
Annabelle wiped the tears away and glanced at all three of them. Their dragons snorted flames, as their gazes danced with fire with promises in their eyes. She turned her gaze on Nicholas. “And when did you see my gift to my mates?” She asked Saint Nicholas. With a twinkle in his eye, he whispered, “I see all, my dear, and I do mean all.” Eden smacked him upside the head and her mates growled as ev
eryone else burst out laughing. She shook her head and knew her life might be crazy, but it was filled with love and passion. They would make it.
THE END
May your Christmas be filled with erotic fantasies, love, and peace.
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