Chapter 10

CHAPTER 10

H ow are we so lucky?

Of all the Christmas mornings growing up where Jake had woken up to the sight of an explosion of presents beneath their tree, none could beat this. Not even the Christmas Santa Claus had brought him the bike he’d hinted about for months could top the gift currently holding his gaze.

Alyssa.

The woman they loved.

The woman who, by what had to be some kind of Christmas miracle, loved them back.

The woman who, right now, could be carrying their baby.

That thought alone had him growing harder, swelling, until her lips stretched even more around where he glided in and out of her sucking, licking mouth. What if it were true?

And if it wasn’t yet, if he had his way, it would be soon.

"I had to talk to Alyssa about protection," Jonah had yelled above the howling wind as the three of them had trekked through the snow toward where they knew of several trees that might work.

"Is she upset we didn’t use any?" Josh had hollered back, before pulling his knit toboggan further down around his ears.

"No."

Jake had frowned, waiting for more than just a one-word answer. When none came after they’d gone a few feet his loud, "And?" broke the silence.

" And nothing." One side of his brother’s face kicked up in a grin. "She let me know in no uncertain terms it’s what she wants too."

That had been unexpected, but welcome, news. And something he’d been unable to dwell on too much. Not while trudging through what amounted to a blizzard.

Thirty minutes later, they’d managed to locate just the right tree—one they’d all finally agreed on—standing by itself. Pulling decorations down from their attic and getting it all set up had taken another few hours.

By the time they’d finished, they’d been exhausted.

But it had been worth it.

And now…

In his peripheral vision, Jonah reached for the nightstand drawer.

Now they were about to completely claim the woman meant just for them.

Forever.

Our first time.

That wasn’t completely right. This was far from the first time Josh and his brothers had taken a woman like this. Though taken might be a misnomer. Whatever they’d taken, they’d been sure to give back just as much or more. They loved extracting every bit of pleasure from a woman—leaving them limp and smiling. No one left the bed unsatisfied.

But this was the first time with the woman they would spend the rest of their lives with.

Lyssa rose and fell on him again, and he pistoned his cock inside her where she wriggled against him, eliciting a gratifying full-body shimmy from her and, "Mmph," around Jake’s cock. She even managed to give him a seductive side-eye.

"You like that?"

She rolled her eyes in response, and he grinned, then thrust up hard inside her.

"Goph." She swallowed hard after trying to say his name.

"Mmm… Alyssa." Jake was benefiting from their bit of playing too.

But things were about to get serious.

Josh reluctantly tore his attention from Lyssa to Jonah pulling the lube from the nightstand. She had noticed too. At least if the way her body stilled from riding him and pussy clenched around his cock was any indication. He wasn’t going to complain. It felt too good. So good, he almost closed his eyes to savor it. But soon, he was going to have to control their movements so this would work.

But that was the last thing he wanted. He wanted to continue watching their woman—their love—while they initiated her into this kind of loving. Seeing the play of emotions over her face, with her mouth full of Josh and her skin flushed and dewy, had already been a study in keeping his own control.

And wasn’t that a beautiful sight.

Once Jonah made their joining complete, it was going to be even more beautiful. And so damned arousing he might not be able to hold out.

But control was what he needed as Jonah moved in behind Alyssa.

"Josh," he murmured, his eyes tracing over her ass. He didn’t need to say what he needed. Josh knew, and reached down her body and took hold of her cheeks, pulling them apart.

Her widening eyes flashed to his—excitement, hesitance, and too many other emotions to decipher shining in their bright depths.

Whatever else she felt closed down when her eyes drifted shut as Jonah popped the cap on the lube.

It was about to start.

This is it.

The visceral experience of Jake slowly spreading Alyssa’s cheeks apart for him, revealing her tiny, puckered, dark star sort of puckering at him sent all the blood in his body straight to his cock. He glanced down at himself, then to where he was about to invade.

The fit was going to be beyond tight. He’d bet everything he owned hers was a virgin ass. And damned if that thought didn’t make him harder. Never having done this, it was going to hurt her, no matter how much he prepared her.

Could he do it?

He popped the cap open on the lube and squirted more than he normally would all over and around her rosette, while goosebumps rose up on her skin. That would have to be enough to start with, but he set it down close by for when he needed more.

"You’re beautiful here, baby," he murmured, rubbing his fingers through the lubricant and massaging over her hole. "Just beautiful."

A long sigh sounded from her. It was then he noticed no one was moving. Not her. Not Jake. Not Josh.

They were all waiting as his middle finger broached her opening, pushing a copious amount of lube inside. Then he grabbed the bottle and squirted more as he added a second finger and working both around, scissoring them in an attempt to loosen her up.

She wasn’t loosening. If anything, she was tensing up.

"Relax for me, baby." he groaned, finger fucking her in a slow, steady motion. Seeing his brothers’ cocks already filling her, he needed to join—to become one with them. And his fingers weren’t going to do it.

More lube and another finger added to the first two, and Alyssa let go of Jake’s cock and hung her head, her long, breathed out, " Jonah ," not sounding distressed. At least he didn’t believe so.

"You’re doing good," Jake told her moving and lifting her face to his then kissing her—hopefully distracting her on how deep his fingers were going—saying against her lips, "So very good."

"I’m sorry," she said, her voice strained. "I?—"

"It’s okay, my love," he told her. "We’ll get back to me soon enough. But let’s do this first."

"O… Okay." She craned her neck around and met his gaze. "Do it."

Those two words shouldn’t have set his pulse racing, but it did, as he pulled his fingers from her ass and took hold of the lube one more time. He squeezed the bottle hard—covering her with so much it dribbled down onto where Josh remained joined with her.

Then he was positioning himself, lubing his cock until it easily slid through his fist.

Alyssa watched the whole time, her breathing hard and body nearly trembling as he placed his cock at her opening and made small thrusts in and out—barely going in at all. A low sigh left her as she let her head fall in front of her again, her hips moving in time with his, taking him in a little more on her own while Josh’s hips rolled up, filling her pussy.

"Oh, that feels…" A moan left her as Josh pulled out and Jonah made more progress, both of them alternating in and out until a guttural sound left her.

She was taking more each time, but probably not as much as she thought. He hadn’t breached that one place that would let him take her all the way.

"Ahh… Baby, I need to go deeper." She pushed back into him just a little. "Are you ready?"