Holiday Home (A Harem Fantasy #5)

Chapter Nineteen

Swinging By

S omehow, Liam awoke first. It was almost surprising, given how drained he’d felt after Victoria had drained his balls. Coming to consciousness only briefly after dawn, he saw light outside their windows. He hadn’t slept to complete rejuvenation, even after spending so much energy late last night. Yawning, he supposed he should be grateful he didn’t have a headache or anything.

There was a positive to failing to get a full night’s sleep. Waking up first allowed Liam to consider his options. It allowed him to marvel at the events of last night, then peer at the beautiful woman sleeping soundly in bed beside him.

At some point in the night, she’d rolled away from him. She breathed softly in her sleep, form outlined by the covers. Even now, every hidden inch of her alluded to how voluptuous she was.

Liam couldn’t resist at least one bit of contact before climbing out of bed. Her dark hair covered her neck, and one of her shoulders, but the higher one was uncovered. Leaning in, he kissed her smooth skin, feeling his lethargy evaporate. She didn’t stir, remaining soundly asleep.

Deciding to let her rest some more, Liam quietly pulled away. She didn’t wake up as his feet touched the tiled floor of their bedroom. She didn’t awaken as he crept toward the bathroom and handled his morning hygiene needs. Nor did she wake up as he slowly dressed himself, slid open the doors to their deck, then shut them behind him.

Her body clearly wanted a little more rest. So, he provided it to her. In the meantime, patiently waiting for his chance to prove his talent as a masseuse, he went to check in with the other three women on the island he wanted to share a good morning kiss with.

He found all of them already awake. Sitting outside, eating breakfast and sipping orange juice, three sets of eyes locked onto him even before he began climbing onto their deck. He froze, almost wondering if he needed to ask to “come aboard.”

“Good morning, Liam,” Tess said, waving him up. “Is Victoria behind you?”

He shook his head. “She’s still sleeping. I didn’t want to wake her.”

Multiple sets of blue and green shared a look.

“Thoroughly exhausted, is she?” Avril commented, sipping her OJ.

“No,” Liam said. “Well, yes, I guess, but not because of that. ”

“You didn’t do anything?” Tess asked.

If it’d just been the two of them, Liam would have felt far more relaxed to be open about last night’s sexual activities. However, with Anna also there, he briefly paused. Then he didn’t. Because Anna appeared just as curious as the others, perhaps more so. She was neither blushing, averting her gaze, nor looking like she wanted to depart from the conversation.

“Nothing happened that would tire her out,” Liam admitted, which caused Avril to grin.

“I didn’t realize Victoria was such a generous lover,” she said. “So, she got you off, but you didn’t return the favor? Tsk, tsk, that’s not how I taught you to behave, Liam.”

The redhead received a dry look from multiple sources.

“I was told to behave, actually,” he said, finally approaching them. The seats around their small table were all attended, so he intended to stay standing. However, Avril quickly stood up. He eyed her momentarily, then did as she wanted.

As soon as he’d sat back down, the gorgeous woman sat back onto his lap.

It was marvelous. Not just the shape and feel of her ass, which was also marvelous, but how… cavalier this greeting was going. He’d woken up after an intimate night with one woman, then come over to say hello to three more. Welcomed immediately, casually discussing his intimacy with the fourth woman, no one batting an eye as Avril plopped herself onto his lap, picked up his wrists, and wrapped his arms around her narrow waist.

For Anna to be part of it was especially profound.

“Were you, now?” Avril said, glancing over her shoulder. “Sounds like Victoria’s doing some pre-game scouting.”

“Kind of,” he confirmed. “Once she’s awake, I’m due to give her a massage.”

“So, we ought to stay away?” Tess asked.

He remembered what Victoria had said last night, about him being allowed to keep fucking her tits even if the others showed up. However, he doubted she was actively hoping for that to occur.

“For a little while, at least,” Liam said. He turned his gaze toward Anna. “Do you have a preference for when we take our walk together?”

The attention swiveled toward the politest woman among them.

“I don’t have a specific preference,” Anna said, blushing slightly because of Tess and Avril’s scrutiny. “Whenever you’d like to go.”

“You two made plans for a romantic walk?” Avril asked, eyeing her best friend. “When?”

At the same time, Liam’s stomach rumbled. Not skipping a beat, Avril picked up a rectangular, deep-fried food item—one of many piled up on a plate on their table—and passed it back to him. Dusted with sugar on top, he’d later learn it was called a babakau, otherwise known as a Fijian pancake. Midway through eating it, she also handed him her orange juice.

Not once did she look at him during these activities, however. Her attention stayed glued to Anna.

“Last night,” Anna said, holding her own against Avril’s probe. “During the… game.” She blushed in recollection, but it still didn’t seem like she regretted playing.

“Wow,” Avril said. “Guess we’ve been shown up, Tess.”

“Actually, Liam and I have also made plans.”

Those plans, of course, were part of a week-long promise. He’d started by fucking her yesterday. Today, he would do it again. And tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day…

Liam took a long drink of his orange juice, lest he be seen salivating behind Avril’s shoulder.

Avril stared flatly at both women.

“So, all of you have made private plans with him? You women are more devious than me! How am I the only one thinking of the group?”

“You’re just upset that you lost focus and are the odd one out,” Tess said. Shockingly, Anna nodded in agreement.

“There’s more to focus on than this guy’s dick, ” Avril said, thumbing over her shoulder.

It seemed the best time for him to get involved in the conversation. “So, you don’t want to make any plans for us to end up alone, Avril?” he asked innocently.

“Shut the fuck up, or I’ll kick you in the stomach,” the scowling redhead said. “You’re taking me to dinner at the resort tonight. The rest of these lecherous women—and yes, Anna, I’m now allowed to say you’re a lecherous woman—can get more room service. But you’re mine once my stomach growls later today.”

“Is that alright with you two?” Liam asked.

Avril huffed loudly, proclaiming that what Anna and Tess thought didn’t matter one bit. He hadn’t checked with her before making plans with them, she protested.

“I think it’ll be nice,” Tess said. “I’m sure Avril has a beautiful dress or two she’d like to show off. Since she was our dealer during New Year’s Eve, she was the only one not in an evening dress.” The oldest woman in the group smiled at the “frothing” redhead. “Liam’s never seen you dressed to the nines, has he?”

“I had to give all of you a chance,” Avril said, raising her chin. “Now that you’ve each managed to seduce him, now I can.”

“Lucky me,” Liam said, grinning and kissing Avril’s neck through her hair.

The fact that he felt comfortable doing such a thing continued to astound him. How neither Tess nor Anna reacted with even the most minor show of discomfort or disdain thrilled him. How he made sure to kiss each of the women a few times before he left did as well.

While I was in bed with Victoria, I wonder what kinds of discussions were happening over here?

A good time to ask didn’t come up. The four of them continued eating breakfast, discussing the group’s plans, which was to convene on the beach once he and Victoria were through with their “honeymoon massage.” The mention of her name brought another critical thought to his mind.

“When’s her birthday?” he asked, interrupting the current conversation’s flow.

“Victoria’s?” Anna asked. “It’s—”

“Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh,” Avril said, waving a hand through the air. “If he wants that info, he ought to get it from the impending birthday girl.”

Liam flattened his expression, even though Avril wasn’t even looking at him. Tess chuckled and shook her head.

“Yesterday, I agreed with you, Avril, but Victoria is obviously going to give him the answer.”

“Then let him get it there,” the billionaire said, stubborn as ever.

Liam sighed and made an intentional show of throwing her off his lap, then moving around the table to kiss everyone but her. Avril snorted and reclaimed her seat, knowing he couldn’t resist for too long. And she was right. After a few more minutes, he rotated back to her side and kissed her.

“Are there any other pressing secrets being kept from me?” he eventually asked.

“Just that,” Tess assured him, dipping one of her babakaus in some jam. “Well, that I’m aware of. Avril is… well, Avril. Her vault of secrets is probably full of them.”

Anna echoed the sentiment with another nod.

“None for today,” Avril said, beckoning him over for another kiss. She was awfully greedy, this beautiful redhead he loved. “Can’t promise anything about tomorrow, though.”

After allowing her to have her way, he naturally visited the other two women seated around the table. This version of Duck, Duck, Goose, where he kissed luscious lips rather than tapped heads, was quickly becoming a favorite of his.

He hoped it wasn’t just the island and seclusion prompting this relaxation and openness to publicly display affection but that it would continue once they returned home. But before that could happen, he had a few plans to enact. Starting, of course, by giving Victoria Moreno the best massage of her life.