Chapter 7
SEVEN
You’re A Mean One - Grinch MR
I’m crawling.
To a man.
On my hands and knees.
With a festive as fuck leash around my neck.
This is the part where I finally wake up, right?
Either that or I’m going to fall flat on my face because Klaus just pulled down his mask and shrugged out of his robe, and holy shit … He’s beautiful—in that tall, dark, and intimidating way, like he’s the exact type of man you’d find hidden beneath a mask. Unlike Nick, a sleeve of tattoos adorns the left side of his body, and although I don’t spot any covering his torso, now I’m really eager to see what else lies beneath those gray sweatpants.
Slithering up between his legs, I push onto my palms and use the girls to my advantage, taunting him with their presence. Those clear greens snap down to where they jut out for him, lingering for a moment before another tug of the leash drops me into his breathing space. The way he looks at me screams nothing short of I’m going to eat you alive— and I’m here for it.
Teeth catching my bottom lip, he draws me in closer and licks hungrily into my mouth. I open for him the same way I did Nick, barely withholding myself from climbing into his lap.
“Mmm, so sweet,” he murmurs, fingers pinching at my nipples teasingly. “Yet such a dirty little mouth.”
“It’s supposed to be on your cock,” I remind him, “Or did you want to skip to the part where you stuff my stocking instead?”
‘Cause I’d be down for that…
Klaus chuckles softly against my lips and shakes his head. “Oh, that stocking will be stuffed full by the night’s end , I promise you, but what I really want is for you to sit on my face. I can smell you, how wet and ready you are after Daddy and my little brother fucked your pretty little face. I want a taste of that pussy.”
Nick sidles up behind the couch then and crooks two beckoning fingers. “Climb up and sit on his face, baby. Give Daddy that mouth again.”
Okay, I lied— now is the moment I’ve never moved faster. Klaus wastes zero time, either, releasing his hold on the leash. I’ve not even gotten one knee up before he slinks to the floor between my legs and lays his head back on the cushion. Warm palms slide up the span of my thighs, guiding me upwards the rest of the ways. His tongue barely swipes through my pussy lips when Nick winds the string of lights around his fist and yanks me toward him.
“Hi, sweetheart.” He flashes me a Colgate-endorsed smile.
“Hi,” I breathe, propping all my weight onto my elbows.
“Is this what you wanted? How you envisioned it?”
“It’s better,” I moan, slowly rolling my hips against his son’s skilled mouth in bliss. “So much better.”
“Only the best for our good girl,” he coos, gently slapping his cock against my breasts. “Are you going to be the best girl and let Santa fuck these beautiful tits?”
Oh, my God…
I nod—almost a little too desperately—wanting nothing more than to feed his desires much in the same way they’re feeding mine. “Whatever Santa wants, Santa can have.”
“Mmm.” He tugs me closer, the tension of the lights cutting off my air supply enough to leave me dazed as he claims my lips in a brutal kiss. “Then wet my cock with that hot little mouth. Slick it up real good so it slides through.”
He hasn’t even released me yet and I’m already sealing an eager hand around his shaft, swallowing him down like my life depends on it. When the head hits the back of my throat, I don’t withdraw, purposely leaving it there for the rush of saliva that spews from my mouth every time I gag.
On the last and final round, I’m hyper aware of the fact Jack has joined in, too. I can’t see him, but I feel him spreading my ass cheeks, his tongue expertly rimming the hole.
“Oh, fuck,” I puff out, bowing forward just slightly at the rush of pleasure from having two mouths on me at once.
It’s unreal, unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. Every few beats, their tongues meet in the middle, probing my slit teasingly, before starting back the way they came. I’m so enthralled by their effortless teamwork, I don’t even realize Nick’s ramped up again until swaps his grip on the leash for the roots of my hair and tugs my head downward. A breath later, his cock slips through the swells of my tits and into my mouth.
“Oh, that’s a gorgeous sight,” he muses on a groan. “A two for one special.”
I’m no stranger to men’s obsession with titty fucking. It comes with the territory of having more than a handful. All my ex-boyfriends loved it, too, yet somehow, every past experience pales in comparison to the absolute filth of this moment. I’m insanely turned on, and I don’t know if it’s because he’s added my mouth to the mix or the simple fact there’s also two men currently eating me out, but I wish I could film this and add it to the spank bank for a rainy day.
“So fucking beautiful. Such a good-fucking-girl, too.” A grunt. Another thrust. “Taking every inch of Daddy’s cock.”
“Inside,” I manage when he withdraws from my lips, my gaze flicking up to his awaiting blues. “I want you inside me.”
Nick smirks knowingly at my request, the colorful lights of the tree painting an almost sinister expression on his fine face. Between the chase, sucking their cocks, and having my pussy expertly eaten by two brothers, I’m worked up to the point of no return. I need to be filled.
Need to come until I pass the fuck out.
“Is our good girl ready to get fucked?” he husks out, slowing his pace as he continues working his cock through my tits.
“Yes.” I nod wildly. “Yes, please.”
A hand touches down on my ass one, two, three times, followed by an appeased hum. “So polite,” Jack says, rubbing out the sting. Then another slap promptly rings out. “Can’t deny her when she asked so nicely, old man.”
“I wasn’t planning to, son,” Nick counters. “Here… Wrap the lights around her arms.”
“Gladly,” Jack concedes, the baneful grin spreading his lips utterly palpable. Two seconds later, a fist curls into my hair, roughly tugging at the roots, and whips me backward against his hard body. “I can’t wait to fuck you, Little Red. Are you gonna be our good little slut and let us fill you at the same time?”
“Oh, God, please—yes.” I don’t recognize my voice as I stare up into those crystalline orbs. “I need all of you.”
“Need, huh?” he chuckles.
“She’s not lying, brother,” Klaus murmurs from beneath me, slurping and sucking at my clit. “She’s dripping on my tongue.”
I shudder against Jack, eyes rolling to the back of my head as his brother shoots me closer and closer to the precipice of my orgasm. A little more and I’ll fall right over the edge into sweet oblivion. “Klaus…” I breathe out, a less than meek whimper bubbling forth as Jack tweaks one of my nipples. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
“He’s going to.” That comes from Nick as he ambles around the couch. “Because if anyone is making you come first—it’s me.”