Chapter Fifty-TwoGrace
Chapter Fifty-Two
Grace
“ T ake that, Boo-Bear.” I threw a snowball at Wes and ran away laughing.
“I’m going to get you, my princess peaches.” Wes chased after me, pelting me with one.
“Babe, don’t throw snowballs at Peaches.” Evan threw two snowballs at Wes.
Wes grabbed some snow in his gloved hand, packed it, and threw it at Evan. “I will so, Babe.”
We’d spent the afternoon tubing in the snow at the fancy snow play area at the local ski resort. Then we got hot chocolate. We were supposed to be going to the car, but Evan had other ideas when he started a snowball fight.
I jumped onto Wes’ back, giggling.
“Save a horse, ride an alpha," I laughed, kicking his sides with my heels.
Wes neighed and galloped through the snow, and I couldn’t help but giggle as I clung to his back. An older throuple, hot chocolate in hand, chuckled fondly.
Evan looked at his phone. “Okay, we can head back now.”
“Can we?” Wes trotted to his truck.
“Yes.” He nodded as we peeled off our gloves and jackets and got in.
We drove back to the cabin and went inside. I looked out the giant glass windows. Tiny lights twinkled on the raised gazebo that was off the dining room.
“That’s so pretty,” I said, leaning into Evan. “Are there people in the gazebo?”
“Yep. So, cool rich people thing? I can pay someone to cook and set up a romantic dinner for us while we have fun.” Evan grinned. He looked at his phone. “Dinner’s almost ready. You have time to change but not to shower. This is not a dress-up dinner.”
“Sounds amazing. I’m hungry. Oh, this is your house, so you can have someone clean the house and set up cheese boards without Brennan objecting,” I nodded. I’d wondered where the snacks had come from.
He grinned. “Yep. And have someone fix up your room for you.”
We all went into Evan’s room and changed out of our snow clothes and into jeans and hoodies.
My phone beeped, and I got a picture of Riley and her friends getting ready for the dance. Earlier I’d gotten pictures of the skate smash clinic. I sent her a picture of me with the water in the background.
Spencer sent pictures of the construction in my room as they made a door from my room to Evan’s bathroom.
The three of us went out to the gazebo. In addition to the lights, the table had been set with a tablecloth and flowers, as soft music played. The entire area was nice and warm. We had a magnificent view of the lake.
“This is beautiful,” I whispered.
“Evan, you did an amazing job planning this.” Wes gave him a kiss. “This entire weekend was planned by him.”
I kissed them both. “I’m having so much fun.”
The three of us sat down to a romantic dinner as the sun set, followed by marshmallow roasting around the fire-pit by the dock.
I hummed as I licked marshmallow off my fingers. The air had gotten chilly, but I was fine close to the fire. The water lapped softly, and the sounds of night surrounded us. I got more pictures from Riley, this time of the dance itself.
“Everything is so perfect, thank you so much. I know I keep saying it, but I haven’t had such a nice birthday in a very long time.” I gave them more kisses, trying to show them exactly how grateful I was.
“Mmmm, marshmallows.” Wes licked the corner of my mouth. “Missed a spot. I’m glad you like stuff like this. Dinners at fancy restaurants are fun, but this…”
“This is the life.” Evan stretched. “Anyone up for the hot tub?”
We put out the fire and went back into the house. Evan and I climbed into the hot tub on the porch. Wes joined us, bringing us beers.
“This is amazing.” I leaned into Evan and drank my beer as we looked out into the darkness.
Evan nuzzled my neck. “Will you let me bond with you tonight?”
Yes, please. “That’s a thing?”
“It doesn't leave a mark after it heals like an alpha bite, and is not legally binding like with an alpha, but yeah,” he nipped at my jaw. “It is. You bonded Wes, remember?”
I bit him, but I didn’t realize I was bonding with him like he had me.
“Do I get to bite you back.” I nibbled his ear, loving the prospect.
He exhaled sharply. “Yes, please.”
“I can’t wait to see that,” Wes told us, giving us each a kiss.
“I’m both relaxed and turned on.” I sighed, feeling Wes’ hard cock against me. He rubbed my neck, the heat inside me building.
“Good. Because we’re just getting started, if you’re not too tired.” Evan straddled me, capturing my mouth, his erection pressing against my stomach.
We got out of the hot tub and went inside and showered off. With care, Wes dried us and got us into fluffy robes. I felt deliciously pampered–and beyond ready for some cock. But I didn’t want to rush any plans.
The two of them led me out of the room and back to the turret, where we went up the stairs past the sitting room and to the door of Evan’s pretty fuck-nest.
“Is this okay, Peaches, if we stay in here for a bit?” Evan went inside the room and flipped a switch that left the room with a soft orangey glow.
“Can we come in, Evan?” Wes asked, picking me up bridal-style, after he hung up his robe.
“Please.” A bunch of electric candles were lit on little sconces built into the wall. There were a few things on the window-seat, including some water bottles.
“I’m here for all your birthday plans, as long as I get some more dick.” My pussy was wet and aching, ready to be taken long and hard.
Evan went out, then came back in naked, and closed the door partway. He climbed in with us and spread my legs as I lay against Wes’ chest.
“Peaches, I need to taste you.” Evan lapped at my clit, two fingers thrusting inside me.
A gasp escaped my lips as Wes sucked on my neck. Hands toyed with my nipples. His hardness continued to poke into my back. Waves of sensation coated me as I writhed under their touches.
Evan looked up, face glistening with my juices. “Let us take care of you.”
“It tickles.” I laughed, as Evan’s tongue glided over my clit again. Three fingers entered me, and I squeezed, enjoying the way it felt.
Wes leaned over and caught my nipple with his teeth, making me buck a little, my pelvis arching, wanting more .
“There.” I gasped, Evan’s fingers sending jolts of pleasure through me. Still tonguing me, his fingers gently massaged that little spot, making the jolts continue until he found the magic combination.
An orgasm ripped through my body, as I squealed, hips arching again. “More, please.”
Evan continued to strum the spot, making my body come again. Their scents intensified, swirling around me in a heady cocktail. I let it pull me under as another orgasm wrecked me.
Evan licked my pussy in a long, languid motion and purred. “That tastes so good.”
Wes crawled out from behind me, gently propping me with pillows, pupils dilated with desire, nose twitching.
“I want some,” Wes growled.
“Oh, please, sir, may I have some more.” The need for another orgasm consumed me. So thirsty.
Evan’s fingers found that spot again, as his mouth continued lavishing me with attention.
“Oh my god.” I came with an intensity I hadn’t before, and I gushed again.
“Fuck.” Wes buried his face in my thighs, licking me with fervor, as I cried in pleasure. He stroked Evan’s cock.
“Right there,” Evan gasped, with a slight whine in his voice. “Alpha.”
“That’s it,” Wes crooned. “Get all nice and worked up for me.”
“Oh, yes, yes.” I trembled again, this one almost painful.
“That was beautiful,” Wes said, stroking Evan’s cock with one hand and fondling his balls with another.
Evan’s cock was glistening with not just pre-cum but those sticky strands he made when extra aroused. Slick , the videos called it. It was basically natural lube. His tasted like lemon candy.
“Time for a taste test.” Wes licked the length of Evan’s dick, twirling his tongue around it to get a good amount of slick. “Mmmm, Babe, you always taste amazing.” With a satisfied look on his face, he leaned over and licked the wetness off Evan’s lips.
Wes’ scent flared, and my pussy pulsed as my entire body grew warm and I moaned. With one hand he ran his fingers down Evan’s cock, the other rolled in my juices. He held both hands to Evan’s mouth, and he sucked on one then the other.
A moan escaped Evan’s lips. “Fuck.”
Wes pushed my thighs apart even further and buried his face deep as if trying to absorb every last bit of my essence.
Evan lavished attention on my breasts, and I reached over to stroke his cock as he groaned. “That feels so good, Peaches.”
Wes lightly stroked his swollen cock, his knot already partially inflated. “Get her ready for us? If that’s what you still want, Peaches? The both of us at the same time.”
Evan got a bottle of lube and pushed up my legs as he liberally lubed my ass with one hand, the other pumping in and out of my pussy.
“Please, oh god, please.” It was half-whine, half-plea, as Evan circled my asshole with a finger.
Little zings of pleasure went through me. We’d been working up to this, and I was ready. Finally.
“I’m going to knot your pussy so hard while Evan takes your pretty ass. Then I’m going to have him, while he fills whatever hole you want him to,” Wes said, still stroking his cock.
“Yes, Alpha,” Evan moaned. His mouth sealed over mine before I could respond, as he added another finger, stretching my ass even more.
“This is so beautiful,” Wes whispered.
I pressed into Evan’s hand, as I surrendered myself to them, his fingers working me into a frenzy. The tension built inside me, and a whine escaped my lips as I got through the bond how much they wanted me–the strongest I’d ever felt them. Hopefully, they could feel how much I wanted them.
“Please,” I begged, ready to explode. I wasn’t even sure how many fingers were inside me as waves of pleasure crashed down on me.
“Please, what?” Wes’s voice was rough as he came back over to us, nuzzling my neck, trailing kisses down my throat that lit my body on fire.
“Cock. I need cock, Alpha. Both preferably,” I gasped, ready to be thoroughly dicked by them both.