A McKenzie Christmas

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by Lexi Buchanan


  Sabrina reached for his hand, staying silent while he continued.

  “When I locked my emotions away, I found it easier living away from my family, but once I had you, and eventually Alexander, everything was unlocked and I missed being here.” He sighed. “Am I making any sense to you?”

  “Oh, Lucien. You are making so much sense, and I’m so glad that you’ve finally let the past go because that’s really what you’re telling me, isn’t it?”

  He felt tearful at Sabrina’s words because she was right. He had finally let the past go, and he looked forward to their future in Lexington.

  “Fuck,” the last word to leave Ramon’s mouth before his cell smashed in the hearth. That fucking woman would be the death of him.

  He turned and found Noah standing behind him with a huge smile as he tried to contain his laughter. “What did she say?” Noah finally gave in and chuckled.

  “You would find it funny,” Ramon grumbled.

  If the wedding guests had anything to eat, he’d be very surprised. The caterer was a pain in his ass. In fact, much to his embarrassment, she was after his ass or rather his dick, which was why she was being so damn awkward.

  God give him strength.

  Noah finished pouring himself a coffee and faced his fiancé. “I find it amusing that the caterer is after you when she is supposed to be planning the meal for our wedding.”

  “You’re not jealous. Why aren’t you jealous?”

  “Ramon, you’re acting like a child.” Noah rolled his eyes. “I’m not jealous because she isn’t a threat to our relationship. No one is,” he admitted.

  It shut Ramon up instantly.

  “You want a fight and I refuse to give you one.” Noah headed outside, dropped his jeans and climbed into the hot tub while Ramon watched him.

  Noah was right of course. Ramon had wanted a fight to get rid of the sexual tension. They’d agreed that for the month of December, they wouldn’t have sex, or a hand job until after their wedding on New Year’s Day, so yeah, he was frustrated as fuck. Seeing Noah naked in the fucking hot tub didn’t help either.

  “Ramon, let it go and join me in here.”

  “I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” Ramon admitted.

  “I agree, but it’s Christmas Eve and I want you in here with me.”

  He smiled, and found his feet moved on their own accord, and before he knew it, he was standing at the side of the tub. Ramon reached out, ran his hands through Noah’s hair and felt him shudder at the touch.

  “Mmm, don’t tempt me. Please behave.”

  With a deep inhale, Ramon stepped away and stripped before he joined his guy in the hot water. It was freezing in the snow, but the tub sure made up for that. The company did as well.

  *

  Noah watched Ramon climb into the tub and his knuckles gripped the ledge inside the tub to stop himself from reaching out. Ramon had a beautiful body and when he was aroused like he was, he reminded Noah of a Greek god—all muscle with his rigid length stuck out from his body.

  Ramon sat in the water as Noah closed his eyes to get his body under control. No sex meant no sex. If only his body realized that’s what it meant.

  Noah snapped his eyes open when he heard Ramon clear his throat. He glanced over at him and saw the smirk on his face.

  Noah chuckled at having been caught thinking about Ramon’s body. It would be written all over his face.

  “So, what the fuck are we going to do about Miss. Painintheass?”

  Noah couldn’t help himself and laughed. “I have a brilliant idea.”

  When the silence got the better of him, Ramon grumbled, “I’m waiting to hear your wonderful idea.”

  “Impatient as always.” Noah grinned. “You need to set your mom on her. She was disappointed that you wouldn’t let her help with the arrangements with you being a control freak. So, I think you’d make her day if you passed it on to her.”

  Ramon grinned. “I’ve been thinking about that. She’d set her straight and it would get rid of her for us.”

  “It would.”

  *

  Ramon sat back and tried to act relaxed with being in the hot tub with Noah, especially when he was anything but.

  He had fond memories of the hot tub and they all involved them both naked.

  Noah smirked and moved closer between Ramon’s legs. Ramon gulped and groaned when Noah stood in front of him in all his naked glory before Noah climbed from the tub.

  “Glad that’s sorted. I’m going to bed.”

  Noah left him with his mouth hanging open, his balls ached and his dick throbbed.

  “Oh,” Noah popped his head back outside, “thought I’d remind you that I love you,” his voice softened, “and I can’t wait until we’re married.”

  Ramon turned to face him and slowly climbed out. He ignored his dick that bounced and ached for Noah.

  He curved his hand around Noah’s neck, and whispered against his lips, “I love you, so fucking much,” before he leaned closer.

  Chapter 6

  Christmas Day

  Pippa sat by herself in the bedroom that she’d shared with her husband, Elias, for close to forty-three years. She needed a few minutes to herself as her emotions had started to get the better of her as the dishes from the Christmas dinner had been washed and put away.

  Not only did she have five amazing sons, but four amazing daughter-in-laws, and a son-in-law. At least that’s what she thought the correct title for her youngest son’s soon-to-be-husband was. It didn’t really matter though, because she loved them, regardless of title. At sixty-three, she had four amazing grandbabies, which she’d so looked forward to for years. Long before her sons had found their soul mates.

  She chuckled to herself when she thought of Michael with his children. He had three under the age of three, which kept him and his lovely wife, Lily on their toes. They’d had a rough month, but the spark was back between them, which made her glad that she’d kept the young ones overnight to give them time to themselves. Lily also looked as though she’d found a new lease of life. She’d needed a break, although Pippa didn’t think she’d had much of one with Michael while they were away.

  And then Lucien had never looked happier. Her troubled son finally looked free of his past, which made Pippa’s heart feel lighter. She’d worried about him since the moment she’d received the call from the hospital about the fire. Pippa had no illusion that it had been Sabrina who’d pulled him into the light and his newfound happiness, along with their baby Alexander.

  One of her favorite Christmas presents had been from Lucien with his announcement that they were planning to build a home on the family land. And that it was a permanent home. She’d actually burst into tears because it was at that point that she knew he was living again.

  While she’d been in tears she received her other favorite present from Sebastian and Carla—she was going to become a grandmother for the fifth time. They hadn’t told her but had, instead, given her their present and asked her to open it quickly. She had and found two large balls of lemon wool, knitting needles, and a baby-knitting pattern. She’d had trouble putting two and two together, until she’d looked at the glowing couple, and noticed that Sebastian’s hands cradled his wife’s belly. She really hadn’t seen that coming.

  It also made her wonder how long it would be before Ruben and Rosie announced that they were expecting. Those two hadn’t left each other’s side all day, much the same as the other couples really.

  As she dabbed at her face, she turned to the door when she heard the handle turn.

  Her handsome husband walked in and stopped short when he spotted the tears on her face.

  *

  Elias knew she had been upset and he knew the reason why as well; his beautiful wife had been overwhelmed with the love under their roof.

  Pippa had always filled their home with love, and he’d had an amazing forty-three years with her. He looked forward to the next forty-three. There had only been the one
woman for him, and from the minute they’d met, he’d never looked at another. Why would he when Pippa held his heart and happiness in the palm of her hand?

  He walked over and sat beside her, his arm around her shoulder as he pulled her into his chest. “I have you, Pip.” He kissed her on the top of her head.

  Elias was tall to his wife’s five-foot-four frame, and it seemed to be a trait that his son’s followed, because all their wives were shorter than they were. Noah was around the same height as Ramon, but the girls, they were small. The best things in life came in small packages, which he knew first hand.

  “I’m bursting with happiness. All our sons looked so happy with their partners and children. I couldn’t be any happier if I tried.”

  “I know. It feels good to look at them now, knowing that we had something to do with making them the men they are today. It’s our love that made them that way. You know that, right?” Elias smiled at Pippa, and his heart beat wildly in his chest.

  “I know, honey.” Pippa dipped her head back to her husband’s chest. “It’s a wonderful feeling and I’m afraid my emotions got the better of me. It hit me all of a sudden just how perfect our family is. I mean everyone has their ups and downs, some more than others, but everyone under our roof today was really happy.”

  “Yes, they were. Speaking about happy, did you notice George? He looks to have a new bounce to his step since he married Janet.”

  He felt Pippa as she chuckled against him. “I did. I’m glad he’s finally made an honest woman out of her.”

  Elias laughed. “I think it might have been the other way around to hear Michael tell it. Apparently, she gave him a choice—marriage or separation.”

  “That would work. The poor man is besotted with her and has been since he worked as Michael’s driver.”

  “He is that.”

  Pippa moved out of his arms, and when her tears had been dried, she said, “Do you remember, all those years ago, saying that when we had the money and time that we’d go to Europe?”

  He smiled. “I remember as though it was yesterday. You were lying under me in a field of daises. I’d never seen a more beautiful sight than I did that day.”

  She sighed, a soft look on her face.

  “I think,” he started, “that it’s time we had the vacation that we used to talk about before we married and had children.”

  Pippa smiled and cupped his cheek with her hand. “Thank you for giving me five beautiful sons. I love you, Mr. McKenzie.”

  “I love you, too, Mrs. McKenzie.”

  Chapter 7

  Ramon & Noah

  WARNING - M/M Sexual Explicit Chapter

  They were married. They were really married. No matter how many times the word ‘married’ ran through his head, Ramon still found it difficult to believe that they’d finally done it. That they’d made it legal. He had a husband.

  Their wedding day seemed to go in slow motion until they actually said ‘I do’ in front of their friends and family. There had been lots of laughter as well as tears. It had been his mom, who’d been unable to hold her emotions in check, and she’d let her tears of happiness flow, and of course that had set Ramon’s sister-in-law’s off.

  He couldn’t fault any part of their day, and it had gone beyond his wildest dreams. He had his mom to thank for the caterer, though. Just the thought of the caterer made him shudder and not in a good way.

  But to be able to celebrate the love that they shared with their family, at the home that he’d been raised, had really brought the day together and it had made it all the more special.

  He smiled to himself while he watched the lights of downtown Lexington through the large window of their suite. They had an early morning flight on the first leg of their trip to Mauritius, so they’d decided to spend their first married night together in luxury.

  Noah had disappeared into the bathroom as soon as they walked into their room, which left Ramon to his own devices. He’d stripped down to his shorts and waited. His dick was so hard he could pound nails, and a tingle of arousal slithered along his shaft before it dripped from the head to be soaked into the material of his shorts.

  His hips thrust forward, wanting and needing more, and then he heard the shower turn on. That was the signal he needed.

  Ramon shoved his shorts down his legs and stalked to the bathroom. The door was ajar and he pushed it open before he caught his breath at the sight of Noah in the shower. Noah’s beautiful body was slick with water, and his cock matched his own in hardness. He felt a desperate need to taste.

  Before he knew what he was doing, he’d dropped to his knees in the shower and turned Noah to face him. Within seconds, Ramon had Noah’s dick in his mouth, and his hand wrapped around the base.

  “Fuck, Ramon,” Noah groaned. “Don’t stop. Fuck. That feels good.”

  Noah ended on a gasp when Ramon took him deeper, and his tongue swirled around the sensitive crown. Ramon’s cock jerked with his own arousal, which was why Ramon wrapped a hand around his rigid dick and stroked.

  “Together,” Noah groaned. “Fuck, Ramon. Stop. I want to go together.” Noah gasped and forced his dick from Ramon’s mouth.

  Noah held his hand out and pulled Ramon up from the floor, their mouths met in a passionate kiss as their bodies rubbed together.

  With not having sex for a month before the wedding, they were both crazy with pent up lust…or passion…or whatever you wanted to call it. Whatever it was, they were about to blow.

  Noah slipped his hand between their bodies and wrapped his fingers around both of their rigid cocks. Both dripped with precum and as Noah started to fist them, their lust knew no bounds. Ramon gripped Noah’s ass and spread his cheeks while their mouths stayed glued together. They rutted and moaned. They broke from the kiss, gasping as their cocks jerked and released. Their cum combined and coated their dicks, belly, and thighs before their tongues met and continued the mating dance.

  It took mere minutes, but they finally came up for air and smiled.

  “I’ll clean you up,” Noah offered, and coated his hands with shower gel.

  Ramon knew that having Noah’s hands on him would make him hard and ready again, but who the fuck cared. It was their wedding night. They could sleep on the flight tomorrow.

  And just as he predicted, his dick was hard and ready as Noah took his time cleaning Ramon’s balls and between his legs. The tip of Noah’s finger rimmed Ramon’s ass, which caused a sharp cuss to leave Ramon’s mouth as he used his hands on the shower wall to keep himself on his feet—Noah trapped in front of him.

  “You’re fucking killing me,” Ramon moaned into his arm as he pushed his hips forward. But he gasped for breath in the next instance when he felt Noah’s mouth suck on the head of his dick. “Fuck me.”

  “That’s the plan.” Noah got to his feet, and caressed Ramon from ass to shoulders before he stepped away. “But I’m ready to get you in bed.”

  Noah lay on top of Ramon, his legs straddled on either side of Ramon’s hips, their cocks side-by-side, squashed between their stomachs.

  Their foreheads pressed together as they looked into each other’s eyes, soft smiles on their lips.

  It had been an amazing day, one that wouldn’t be forgotten for a long time to come. It had been amazing seeing all their family together, even Ramon’s cousins from Montana had been present. The biggest surprise had been Sylvia, Sebastian’s assistant at McKenzie Holdings, wearing an engagement ring from their cousin, Eric. It had been a pleasant surprise, but a surprise nevertheless.

  “What are you thinking about?” Ramon asked, caressing back and forth along Noah’s back.

  “Our wedding. Family. Sylvia’s engagement.”

  Ramon chuckled. “Yeah, I knew it was heading that way though. I’d seen Eric watching her for a while before he made his move.”

  “Didn’t it bother you?”

  “It bothered me that it didn’t bother me. If that makes any sense,” Ramon admitted.

 
; “It makes perfect sense.” Noah dipped his chin and captured Ramon’s lips with his.

  They had both been starved for this closeness that they had worked hard at avoiding over the past month. But they were married now, so they had a month to catch up on.

  “Tell me how you want this. Anything, Ramon.”

  Ramon arched as his cock dripped his excitement between them.

  “I want it tender. I want you on top of me with my dick in your ass, and, most of all, I want it slow.” Ramon kept his eyes locked with Noah’s while he told him exactly what he wanted.

  They’d taken the edge off in the shower so, with a bit of luck, they would manage to make love slowly. At least Ramon hoped they would.

  Noah rained kisses down Ramon’s neck and kept going until he could nibble on his tight nipples, which caused Ramon to arch into his touch.

  Ramon wanted to do some touching of his own, so he flipped them over and delighted in having Noah under him. Ramon knelt between Noah’s thighs and spread him wide open with his hands. He sucked in a breath at the sight of Noah in his state of arousal. Noah’s balls pulled tight to his body and his beautiful cock jutted up toward his navel—hard and silky looking.

  Ramon bent down and licked from just beneath his sac, up to the bulging head of Noah’s dick. Precum dripped onto Noah’s stomach before Ramon used his tongue to clean him up. He loved how Noah’s dick jerked with his arousal. Ramon swirled his tongue back down and circled the rim of Noah’s ass.

  Noah loved to be rimmed and found it such a turn on that he’d jerked himself off a few times while Ramon went to town on his ass.

  Ramon wasn’t for letting up because he wanted his husband open and ready to take him. He hollowed out his tongue and breached the tight rim, which caused Noah’s hips to twitch and his breathing to become heavy with need.

  “Lube,” Noah moaned, and tossed the bottle of lube to Ramon.

 

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