Tangled in Tinsel (a holidates series)

Ilick my lips as a laugh escapes because I can’t help but feel like I’m playing a dirty video game where I get to pick my players. Each one bringing a new set of tricks.

Jace stalks toward me. The energy crackles like two live wires exposed, held too close. Because Reed’s following, dragging the clothes off his body before tossing them aside.

Holy shit.

Alec’s voice growls through the room.

“Turn her sideways.”

Reed and Jace grip my body in opposite places, spinning me around on the bed. My head hanging off the side, I’m barely able to take a breath before Jace crawls over me, nestling between my legs. He tosses my legs over his shoulders, biting into my thigh.

“Fuck,” I moan, lifting off the bed, stomach contracting.

But my head is caught, held in place with Reed’s strong fingers curled around my hair.

“Let’s see what that pretty mouth can do.”

Reed’s dick is in his hand as he turns my head away from Alec’s view to face the tip of his cock. He rubs the smooth head over my lips, leaving the taste of salty precum.

“This what you were hoping for, sunshine?”

God, I want to fuck the arrogance right out of him.

“Yes,” I say just above a whisper.

But in truth, I could have never dreamed how this would feel. Because I’m out of my body but in, exploding, and held hostage all at once.

Jace kisses the inside of my thigh, where his teeth marks now reside. He’s teasing and nipping at the skin as Reed pushes just the tip of his cock through my folded lips before pulling back.

Reed hisses a breath, abs hardening.

“Suck him off,” Alec directs roughly.

I lick my lips as Reed strokes himself in front of me, feeling Jace move closer and closer to my swollen bud. My hand searches for flesh, gripping Reed’s thigh as I flatten my tongue against the base of his dick and lick upward.

“Fucking. Whore,” he groans toward the ceiling before dropping his face back to mine. “I’m going to use and abuse that goddamn mouth.”

“Thank you,” I breathe huskily, running my tongue over my lips.

Reed brings the tip of his cock to my lips again, growling, “Open,” before thrusting inside my warm, wet mouth. I want to moan, but it’s eaten as Jace runs his tongue up the middle of my pussy and then blows. A rush of cold air assaults my senses, making me lift my hips, trying to get closer to his face as Reed’s dick hits my throat.

“Swallow, gorgeous. That’s it. Take it all,” Alec says, laced with gravel as Reed bottoms out, making me gag.

I look up through my wet eyelashes, mouth stretched, with Jace between my legs as I snake my fingers into his hair, urging him closer to my center. But I don’t have to because he’s already licking and kissing me in all the right places.

This is everything I wanted.

Reed’s holding my head, fingers woven through my hair, tugged tight within his grip as the sloppy, wet sounds of him fucking my mouth fill the room. He thrusts in slow, deep, rhythmic movements. But I’m already convulsing, moaning into his skin while trying to open my legs wider for Jace.

“You look like a fucking goddess with J between your legs and Reed in your mouth,” Alec grunts, voice husky as he jerks off harder.

The build between my legs grows stronger as Jace flicks his tongue over my clit faster and faster, alternating between sucking and making a figure eight.

Jesus. Fucking. Christ.

I’m being consumed by Alec, Jace, and Reed. Fucked and used. Worshipped and revered. Reed’s holding my hair so tight that it’s starting to hurt. But I love it. Because each time he fills my mouth, he says filthy, degrading things.

“Oh fuck, Alec. Get up and come here. You have to see her mouth stretched around my cock. So ready to swallow all my cum.”

I hear Alec get up, but I can’t see him. But something inside me wants him to see me, to watch how I suck Reed off.

“Holy shit,” I moan, letting Reed’s dick fall from my mouth because Jace sucks my clit hard, letting it go with a pop as he sits up.

My head shifts to where Alec’s standing to the right of my eyeline, taking long, slow tugs on himself before looking to the other side at Reed doing the same. I can barely breathe. Or focus.

I’m all feeling and sensation, so turned on, I can’t think straight. I just want to be sucked, fucked, and licked.

“Please,” I whimper.

The three men stare silently at me, watching me writhe under their attention.

Alec reaches out, pinching my nipple, rolling it between his fingers. “So hungry for us.”

I arch my back, drawing my knees up, letting them sway back and forth lazily.

Jace runs his hand down my thigh, pushing two fingers inside me, making me gasp as he fucks me slowly. My knees fall open as he speaks.

“Fuck. She’s velvet.”

But it’s Reed who leans down, taking my mouth, kissing me. His tongue swirls where his dick just was before he pulls away and returns for a peck, then speaks his words onto my lips.

“I knew you’d be perfect for us.”

I grip the sheets, feeling completely owned by Jace’s fingers, circling inside in slow, leisurely taunts, dragging out and back in to start again.

“Jesus.”

“No. Jace.” Reed smirks before grabbing my tit, massaging it as he stares down.

My body writhes as I look up to find Alec’s eyes. But he’s staring at my pussy. Biting his bottom lip, he walks to the other side of the bed, drawn in by the smell of my desire and the soft sounds of my wetness. My feet slide down the bed, thighs closing around Jace’s hands as Reed brushes the head of his dick over my lips again, pulling back only when I open, trying to suck.

“No, baby. We’ve got better plans.”

My eyes close as I rush out, “Fuck. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

Because Jace is finger-fucking me deliciously without mercy, using his thumb to rub my clit, creating the friction I’m craving. My ass squeezes, rocking my pelvis, and my hand reaches to explore Reed’s body.

“Fuck me,” I say, wrapped around mewls and heavy breaths.

But nobody speaks. They keep teasing me, kneading my breasts and legs as Jace pushes in over and over relentlessly.

My orgasm builds more and more, the craving climbing higher inside my body.

“That’s it, baby,” Jace whispers. “Give yourself to us. We’re gonna fuck you so damn good.”

Reed growls, running his palm right between my cleavage before leaning down and sucking on my hard nipple.

“I’m going to do filthy fucking things to your body, sunshine.”

My breaths get shorter, and my body races toward the finish line. As Reed pulls away, I arch my back off the bed, enjoying the roughness of his hand dragging back over my breasts.

“Open your legs, Samantha,” Alec barks. “Now.”

He grips the inside of my knee to hike it up. But I’m fucking lost. Eyes closed, barely hearing voices because I’m an explosive ball of sensation, teetering on the heavenly edge of my orgasm.

Until Jace pulls his fingers out of me, and a sharp sting ignites my clit. All the air in the room is sucked into my lungs as my eyes pop open.

Cole.

Our eyes lock, his jaw tense. He’s standing in front of me like a fucking god. Chiseled and deadly fucking sexual. His head tilts, those dark eyes burning right through me.

“This is mine now.”

His two fingers spread me open before he spits directly on my fucking clit.

“Alec said open your legs.”

I jerk them open obediently, Alec gripping my thigh as he switches places with Cole.

“Your pussy’s so fucking perfect—” comes out of his mouth, strained and guttural as the men surround me.

But my eyes are fixated, locked on Alec’s hard cock strangled in his hand, watching him fuck himself harder and rougher, leaning over my pussy.

“Mark her,” Cole growls.

Reed leans down, taking a nipple into his mouth before kissing up the swell of my breast to suck on my skin. Jace runs his hand up and down my leg, lifting it to bite gently into my calf. And Cole…he just smirks because he’s marking me in ways they can’t.

I’ve never felt like this. I’m falling apart and never want to be put back together.

Cole’s hand slips under my ass, lifting my hips closer to Alec’s cock, making me whimper and beg.

“Tell him what you want,” Jace whispers, licking down my leg.

“Come on me. Come on my pussy,” I pant.

“Fuck,” Alec groans. “Yes, Samantha.”

Warm cum covers my throbbing clit, hitting in spurts, spreading and covering my begging cunt.

My head falls back, fingers diving into his orgasm, rubbing and chasing my release. No part of me is left untouched. Lips, hands, and hard cocks rub over my flesh.

“I’m coming… Oh my god. I’m—”

My body hits a crescendo with my breath held. But two whispered words push me right over the edge, leaving me screaming, “Yes.”

Good. Girl.