Unwrapping Holly - A Holiday Reverse Harem Romance, page 22
Moving together, all heads turned toward me.
“You might have a little more borrowed time than you realize,” I said. “Andrea and I… well, we sort of worked some things out.”
Brody’s face drained to a sickly shade of pale white. It was all I could do not to laugh.
“You what?”
“We had a little talk, her and I.”
His whole body stiffened. Now I actually did laugh.
“You DID?”
“Yup. We talked. Well, actually we walked and talked. We split a pretzel on the corner of 10th and Avenue—”
“YOU SPLIT A PRETZEL WITH HER?”
Donovan and Lincoln joined me, and suddenly we were all laughing. Laughing and hugging and needling the hell out of Brody, who couldn’t look more confused if he tried.
“Yeah we’re cool now, me and her,” I said. “At least for a little while. But don’t let that stop you from moving, or—”
“Oh, it won’t!” he cried. “Believe me, I’m moving!” He turned to face Donovan. “What do you think, man?” he asked. “Roomies?”
Donovan's’ grin was already so wide I was worried his face would split in half. His smile was the purest, most perfect joy.
“We could take a crack at it,” he said, choking back all kinds of emotion.
Epilogue
HOLLY
“Ah… you’re finally here.”
I called the words coyly over my shoulder, making sure to catch Lincoln’s eye before going back to sucking Donovan’s cock. I was kneeling on the edge of the bed, my back to him. My rear-end high in the air.
When he didn’t answer, I chuckled.
“See anything you like?” I asked, wagging my ass back and forth, seductively.
“Oh yes.”
“Then come take it.”
Behind me, Lincoln began undoing his tie and pulling it quickly through his collar. He couldn’t get the rest of his clothes off fast enough.
“Where’s Brody?”
“In the kitchen,” I answered.
His voice rose two octaves. “You let Brody into the kitchen?”
“Mmm-hmmm,” I mumbled around Donovan.
“Holy shit… we’re ordering out then. Just like we did last New Year’s Eve.”
I popped my mouth free and glanced over my shoulder again.
“Are you gonna fuck me or what?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Or am I—”
His hands sank into my hips, gripping me hard as he pulled me against him. I could feel his manhood brushing between my legs. Stiffing against me as he rubbed it up and down.
“Mmmmmm…” I purred softly. “There we go…”
He plunged into me, stretching me wonderfully from the inside. God, I’d been wanting him all night. Waiting for him…
Pinned between Lincoln and Donovan, my dirty little mind wandered. A year. A whole year! And in that time…
In that time, all four of our lives had radically changed.
Donovan’s wasn’t just doing well, it was actually thriving. So many clients had come over from Crunch Time that they were on the brink of going out of business, or so was the word on the street. Brody and Donovan had moved into this wonderful studio apartment, and I spent half my nights here as well. The nights I wasn’t spending over at Lincoln’s, anyway…
“Holy shit,” Donovan groaned. “Watching you fuck her like that…” he sighed. “I’m gonna lose it.”
“Then lose it,” said Lincoln, drilling me even harder from behind. “I’m hungry.”
I would’ve laughed, if I actually could’ve. As it was, I was far too busy.
I still can’t believe it’s been a year…
Aside from the gym doing unbelievably well, business on Lincoln’s end was booming also. Or should I say our end. Through our combined efforts, we’d expanded his marketing firm into two satellite offices — one in California, and one in New Jersey. The west coast office gave us the opportunity to travel, which was proving to be a lot of fun.
“Ahhhh, screw it…”
Donovan grunted loudly, holding my head steady as he finished hard, down my throat. He’d held off for a while, actually. He and Brody had been screwing me off and on for the past hour, even after Lincoln announced he was going to be late.
I sucked him dry, draining him completely. Eventually he withdrew, his expression dreamy and sated, before finally pulling on his clothes.
“Get in the kitchen,” Lincoln instructed, without missing a beat. “Make sure the kid doesn’t—”
“Yeah yeah,” said Donovan, still breathless. “I got it.”
He left the room, giving us the entire bed to stretch out on. Lincoln pushed me forward and turned me on my side, flipping my legs together so he could enter me that way.
God it felt so good…
“I guess you couldn’t wait, huh?” he teased, sawing in and out of me.
“I tried to tell them,” I shrugged. “But they—”
“That’s okay,” Lincoln smiled. “I’ll still take what’s coming to me.”
I sighed and lay back, hooking one arm beneath my knees. Pulling them up gave him a deeper, better angle. It also felt amazing.
“I love this part,” he said, his voice going thick. “When you’re all wet like this. All used and ready and—”
I lost the rest of whatever he was saying, as the intensity of my own orgasm crashed over me. I let it take me, washing me in and out like a powerful tide. Grunting and moaning into the nearest pillow, even though there was no reason to be quiet.
“You’re incredible you know,” said Lincoln.
“Oh…” I gasped, still clawing the sheets. “I know.”
“It’s one of the reasons we love you so much.”
I rode out the tail end of my climax with the biggest of unchecked grins. Squeezing down hard, I waited until I felt it… until Lincoln was flooding my pussy with his own hot load, before I finally answered him.
“Mmmm… baby, I love you too…”
A few minutes of afterglow later, we were back in the loft’s main area. Donovan had just finished setting the table as Brody pulled everything off the stove.
“You’re lucky you finished,” joked Donovan. “Because you know we’d eat without you.”
“Oh I know,” said Lincoln, helping himself to a beer from the fridge. The others already had theirs. “I’m well aware of your ‘starting without me’ record.”
“Yeah, well you were late, so…”
Brody dropped something onto the table that looked like a lasagna. Only thinner. And more watery. And more—
“It’s gonna taste better than it looks,” he announced, without a hint of shame. “Trust me.”
We sat down, all four of us, at the exact same time. It was so synchronous we had to pause to acknowledge it by looking up at each other.
“Here’s to another year of being awesome,” said Brody, holding up his bottle.
“Me, right?” Donovan toasted. “You’re talking about me?”
“He’s talking about me,” I joked, holding out my wine glass. Brody clinked it from across the table, hard enough that everyone winced.
We toasted. We drank. I grabbed my napkin, laying it across my lap.
“In the spirit of the new year,” said Lincoln, “I have a gift for everyone.”
We’d already set down our drinks. Now Brody stopped sawing the lasagna mid-cut.
“We did gifts last week,” said Donovan. “And as usual you upstaged us. There’s no reason to—”
CLACK!
Lincoln slapped something down in the center of the table. It left the remaining three of us staring down in confusion… at another key.
“What the—”
“This key doesn’t open anything,” said Lincoln. “Yet.”
He was right. The key had no teeth. It wasn’t even cut.
“It’s a blank key,” he explained, “because it’s the key to a new place. OUR place,” he emphasized. “The one that the four of us all get together and pick out.”
We were all staring at him now, as we usually were. Brody held a finger up.
“You mean…”
“I mean when you guys are ready,” he said, “we rent this place out. We get a loft of our own. Or a brownstone. Or a building…”
Everyone sat uncharacteristically still. Smiling, Lincoln took the knife from Brody’s hand and began cutting again.
“If we’re going to be together,” he said, “we might as well be together.” He shrugged as he served me first. “Unless you all think we need three apartments.”
I laughed. “Hell, I haven’t been to my apartment in five days.”
“I know,” Lincoln nodded. “And although this place is great… the three of us are in love with the same woman. And she with us.” After looking at each of the others, he shifted his gaze in my direction. “And that’s not likely to change anytime soon. Is it?”
“Not a chance,” I breathed.
“Good,” he smiled, serving each of us in turn. “Then it’s settled.”
Settled. It was just like Lincoln to put things that way. And yet…
And yet the others hadn’t argued. They hadn’t spoken up. Donovan and Brody were staring at each other, with volumes passing wordlessly between them.
All of us. Together.
It was a goal we’d talked about, off and on. But it was always in the future. Always ahead of us.
And now…
“Sleep on it if you need to,” Lincoln said at last. “But I’m thinking—”
“I’m in,” said Brody abruptly.
“Me too,” Donovan nodded. “Let’s do it.”
My smile widened. My heart soared. If there were anything more perfect than all four of us living together, I couldn’t imagine it.
Then again, I couldn’t imagine a lot of things a year ago. And here I was.
“What do you say, Holly?”
They were staring at me now, my three lovers. My three loves. The three most important men in my entire world.
I raised my fork in one hand, my glass in the other.
“Let’s eat!”
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~ Prologue ~
SAMMARA
“Where are you going? Our bungalow’s this way.”
I stopped along the planks of the smooth wooden walkway, the crystal blue waters stretching in every direction beneath me. They reached all the way out to the picture-perfect horizon, where the sun seemed to be melting into its mirrored surface.
Bora Bora. The ultimate destination. My wildest, most insane travel fantasy…
My God, Sammara.
I still couldn’t believe we were actually here.
“That’s not our bungalow anymore,” Kyle called casually over his shoulder. “I upgraded us.”
He smiled and winked before continuing along the gangplanks, moving further out into the azure horizon. I could see his body was already sun-kissed from swimming and snorkeling all day. His magnificent shoulders looked tan and brown.
“What about all our stuff?”
“It’s already moved.”
“But—”
“Come on!”
He held out his hand, and I ran to take it. Kyle led me past the last of the other low-slung huts, to a longer walkway that stretched away from the rest. It ended in a tremendous, stunning pavilion, three times the size of the one we’d rented.
“We’re staying there?” I asked incredulously.
“Uh huh.”
“It’s huge!”
“Yup.”
My heart raced. As if I didn’t feel guilty enough…
It was one thing; having a gorgeous, muscle-bound Army Ranger for a boyfriend. Over the last three years, that part I’d certainly gotten used to.
But it was quite another thing… to have four of them at once.
“Who’d you think would love this place more?” I asked. “Jason or Ryan?”
Kyle laughed. “What about Dakota?”
“Well he’s from Iowa. It’s landlocked.”
“So? All the more reason he’d love it.”
The walkway ended, and we stepped onto the veranda of the most beautiful cabana I’d ever seen. White silk drapes floated in the breeze, acting as curtains. Just inside, I could see a sprawling common area with low seats and couches, covered in plush, colorful pillows and bamboo mats.
It was as beautiful as it was private. Like something straight out of a magazine.
It just didn’t look real.
“I wish they could see this,” I sighed, staring into the sunset. “All of them.”
“Me too,” said Kyle. He smiled back at me slyly. “But it’s not like they haven’t had their fair share of you, too.”
No, he was definitely right about that. While the guys had all been deployed or traveling at different times, they’d each managed to take me somewhere exotic on their own. Jason had flown me to Italy; or rather I’d taken him, because he’d never been. Ryan had surprised me with a European tour of haunted castles last summer, scaring me beneath the covers before making love to me there each night. And I’d curled up contentedly in an ice-igloo with Dakota, staring up into the Alaskan sky to watch the amazing spectacle of the Northern Lights.
It had all been incredibly romantic — every last magical moment. Even so, my favorite trips were when some of us could be together. I’d spent the better part of a month exploring Greece with Ryan and Kyle, sailing the Hellenic coast in nothing but a bikini bottom for days on end. And I’d never forget the trip to Sweden with Dakota and Jason. After visiting a genuine Nordic village for a day or two — where they’d dressed me up like a viking princess — we’d spent the rest of the time soaking ourselves in the volcanic mud of a geothermal hot springs… among other things.
“You feel guilty?”
I blushed at Kyle. It always did feel like he could read my mind.
“A little, yeah.” I shrugged. “But only because this is the most breathtaking place I’ve ever been. I mean… just look at it!”
He stepped up behind me as I admired the view. Two strong arms slid around my waist. My body shivered with pleasure as he lowered his lips to my neck.
“They’d understand,” he said, planting a string of gentle kisses along my bare shoulder. “We all want the same thing, Sammara. For you to be happy.”
Three years…
I clenched my jaw blissfully as I sucked in a long, contented breath.
Three happy, amazing years…
Had it really been that long?
I thought back, losing myself in the moment. It had been three years this month since I’d met Kyle. Three years since I’d first seen the ad, the one placed by four Army Rangers looking to share a ‘community girlfriend’. They wanted wife material. Long term only. A girl who would be there for them through thick and thin, who’d still love them while they were gone and wait for them during long, sudden deployments.
A woman they’d all share together… mind, body, and soul. Because on an individual basis, not one of them had been able to keep any woman happy. But four of them…
It was crazy. Absolutely ludicrous. And yet…
And yet I’d tried it. And I’d loved it. And even better than all that, I’d fallen in love with them. Each of them. All of them.
They were my four sexy soldiers, each different in his own way. All four of them with the same common goal: to love me. To protect and care for me. To cherish me as their own, the way I cherished them.
“Come on,” said Kyle, taking me by the hand. “Let’s get cleaned up before heading down to dinner.”
My muscles were sore, all over my body. A hot shower would feel baptismal.
I let him pull me inside, still watching trance-like as the last of the light went out of the sky. The bungalow was even more beautiful at dusk. It was lit up already by a beautiful chandelier in the center of the room, and two rows of red and white candles.
“It’s gorgeous,” I breathed, turning to kiss Kyle. “It’s totally perf—”
I stopped mid-sentence and looked down. Scattered across the floor, a trail of red and white rose petals followed the curve of the candles… leading straight into the bedroom.
“Okay, now you’ve thought of everything,” I quipped.
“Did not.”
“Did so.”
Kyle shrugged. “Okay, maybe a little.”
I sighed happily and pointed down at the trail. “So where’s that lead?”
My lover shrugged again. “Go and see.”
I walked the trail gingerly, the petals soft and fresh against my bare feet as Kyle followed just behind. The room ahead of us was dark. No lights at all, except for the flickering of more candles.
“If there’s a hot bath in there,” I warned him, “you’re getting the mother of all blowjobs.”
Kyle laughed softly. Almost nervously.
“I’m dead serious,” I told him. “I’ll drop to my knees right now. I’m talking a toe-curling, butt-clenching, gotta pull the sheets out of your asscrack kind of…”
The words died in my throat as I turned the corner.
What happened next took a moment to register.
The bedroom was stunningly decorated; an explosion of soft gossamer ribbon and fresh tropical flowers. It was all so bright and fragrant, even lit only by candles. In the center, a tremendous four-poster bed lay adorned with silken pillows. The canopy was draped with lilies, birds of paradise, exotic orchids…
But that wasn’t all.
I gasped, as tears rushed to fill my eyes. The room wasn’t empty. Kneeling before me were three people; three handsome, gorgeous men who over the past three years had become nothing short of my whole life.
I saw Dakota. Ryan. Jason…
All three of them were smiling. All three of them were dressed to the nines: identical black suits, white shirts, ties and everything!
