Chapter 12
PHOENIX
SANTA ISN’T THE ONLY ONE COMING TONIGHT
Of all the ways I thought I’d be spending Christmas Eve, sitting naked on our living room couch with Shiloh standing above me was not one of them.
Her delicious body is to die for, looking like an angel of darkness, still dressed in nothing but her short skirt and grungy fishnets, which look like they’ve seen better days.
I’m sure Axl and Zane are to blame for that.
Her hands are tied behind her back, leaving her helpless and at our mercy, and I can’t wait to feel her pretty pussy wrapped around my cock.
She steps in closer and then positions herself over me, her movements provocative and slow, sending a wave of heat straight to my balls.
She’s… fuck. Nothing I’ve ever seen has left me this spellbound.
She’s like a goddamn sorceress, drawing me in with each gentle rock of her soft, curvy hips.
I grip her waist on either side, then lift up to meet each of her slow, sensual movements, needing to feel as much of her body against mine as possible.
Her eyelashes flutter as she rubs her pussy against my cock, her panties doing nothing to hide her reaction to me.
I bite back a chuckle because our girl is fucking soaked, probably from all the edging she’s put us through tonight.
I’m barely keeping myself together with how badly I want her.
How desperately I need her. To bring life to every word of every song I've ever written about her.
Her full, beautiful tits are luminous beneath the glow of the twinkling lights. My mouth waters with the need to suck on her sexy as fuck pierced nipples, hardening from the warmth of the fire and the pure, overwhelming ecstasy pulsating through us from the closeness of our bodies.
Zane stands at our side, aligning his face with Shiloh’s and he reaches out to gently stroke her cheek.
She melts against his touch in an act of beautiful submission, just the way he likes, and he eases her back slightly, then slowly trails his free hand down her body.
He slips beneath her skirt, and when her lips part into a soft, breathless ‘O’, I know exactly what he’s doing.
The sharp sound of ripping fabric cuts through the quiet as Zane tears her panties from her body, then he pulls away the torn fabric and stands back, whispering something to my brother.
Axl is behind Shiloh in seconds, softly nudging her forward so that she’s closer to me, then he smooths both hands over the globes of her perfect ass.
“I want you both to fuck her. Fill both her holes with cum until she's seeing fucking stars,” Zane says, and Shiloh’s lips tilt into a salacious grin. “Would you like that, Little Doll? Would you like to ride both of our guys until they coat your fucking insides with their cum?”
“Y-yes, Daddy. I want them inside me. I want to make them feel good. Please,” she begs, and my cock jerks against her cunt with how deliciously filthy her mouth is. Her arousal drips across my skin as she grinds against my erection, and I can feel my tip weeping with pre-cum at the contact.
I need more.
I need to fuck her.
Axl takes hold of her bound wrists and guides her upward.
She pushes to her knees under his steady pull, the motion giving me the space I need to move to where she craves me most. I tighten my grip on my shaft, brushing my swollen tip against her slick cunt, coating it in her arousal.
I nod once, signaling to my brother that I'm ready, then he carefully eases her back down until I'm fully seated inside her.
“Your pussy feels so good wrapped around my cock, baby,” I almost growl, because holy sweet fucking hell, she feels like heaven.
“I’m gonna fuck your ass, Snow Angel. I want you to be a good girl for me and relax,” Axl says, and I watch, captivated by Shiloh’s wild, blue eyes as they glaze over from the sheer euphoria of my brother slowly inching inside her.
Nothing compares to the feeling of Shiloh’s body writhing above me, seeking her pleasure, her pussy clenching around my dick like she might die without it.
“You’re such a good fucking girl for us.
You’re doing so well, baby,” I praise, and her body shudders when Axl starts to slowly pump in and out of her.
She bucks her hips, grinding harder onto my cock, meeting each of Axl’s thrusts, and I lean as far back as I can to buck up into her faster, desperately needing the friction.
“Oh, God, Yes. More… I need more!” she cries out as Axl slaps her ass, tempering his force with a gentle caress of his palm afterward.
“Our perfect girl,” Zane purrs from somewhere behind Axl, standing back and watching as we claim her. “Look at you taking them. You’re such a cock-greedy slut, aren’t you, Little Doll?”
“Mmmhmm,” she mumbles into my neck, but she should know how these things go by now.
Zane closes in on us, then fists her hair, pulling her head back to face him with a jerk.
With his free hand, he closes his fingers around her neck, and her hazy, lust-drunk eyes widen, but not in a way that says she doesn’t like it.
In fact, it's the total opposite. She craves his control as much as my brother and I do, and fuck if it doesn’t make me harder.
“What did you just say?”
“I mean. Yes, Daddy. I need more. Please. I want you to fuck my pussy. I want to feel all of you.” The sound that escapes Zane’s lips is unlike anything I have ever heard from him before.
He’s usually the calming presence in our dynamic, despite his need for dominance, but tonight, he’s unleashing every ounce of the depravity he’s been saving just for our girl.
“You’re a desperate, little slut, aren’t you, Shiloh?” Zane says with a grin, releasing her hair, and then moves to stand behind all of us. Axl uses this moment to settle in closer, almost climbing onto the couch with us, never once removing his dick from inside Shiloh’s ass.
Zane is giving her exactly what she asked for. He’s going to fuck her pussy at the same time as I do, while her ass takes my brother’s cock.
I lift my chin and close my mouth around one of her pierced nipples, causing a breathless gasp to escape her. I inhale every bit of her sweet scent. The softness of her delicate skin, the silkiness of her long, black hair. Everything about her smells of pure fucking sin.
“I want you to look at me while we fuck you, Shi,” I whisper, breathing into her hair.
She leans back, gazing down at me with such raw intensity, I could come before this even starts.
“Don’t ever hide from me,” I whisper, letting my fingertips ghost a delicate path up and down her ribs.
She nods in answer, but like Zane, I need to hear her words.
I need to know that she’s right here, wrapped up in this moment with us. “Your voice, baby.”
“I won’t hide from you, Phoenix. You see me.
All of me. Always. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere.” The thing beating inside my chest almost explodes from the overwhelming need to make her ours in every way we can.
I want her promise branded onto my skin, a permanent reminder that she is mine…
ours, and that miracles really do happen.
“No going back?” I ask, the seriousness creeping into my voice. She knows what this means to me now, means to us, and we’ve spent so long wishing to make her ours that I can’t bear the thought of her walking away once the snow clears.
“No going back,” she replies, wearing a small, determined smile, and she’s so undeniably beautiful my heart feels like it could stop at any moment. I love her. I always have. And I let her words sink into me because I know that she means them.
Zane lightly teases Shiloh’s pussy with his fingers, then starts to rub his wet, thick dick along the base of my balls. My cock jerks inside her, and she shoots me a wink.
“You like it when your cocks touch, don’t you, Nix?” she says, and I melt at her use of my childhood nickname.
“You know it, baby girl,” I reply, before she presses her lips against mine, in a slow, hungry kiss.
“Are you ready, baby?” I whisper as we part and I look up to see that Axl’s hand is stroking the skin of her shoulders.
“Of course she’s ready. She’s been salivating over our cocks since she arrived,” Zane answers, pushing the tip of his erect dick inside her tight pussy.
“Fffuuuck!” I groan, loving the way his pierced cock brushes against mine.
“You’re such a good fucking girl, baby. Your pussy feels like fucking heaven,” Zane murmurs, and when he is fully buried inside, it’s Axl that starts to thrust. We slowly pump in and out of her cunt, wrapped so fucking tight around us.
“I-I feel so f-fucking full,” Shiloh chokes out, and with each word, Zane starts to pound into her harder.
Axl meets his rhythm, and fucking hell, I could pass out from how good it feels to be inside her at the same time as Zane.
Axl grips her shoulders, then moves a hand back to hold her bound wrists, keeping her in place so we can pump into her more and more.
I don’t know how much time has gone by. We’re so caught up in each other, completely lost in the connection between us as we breathe, moving together in a perfect, shared rhythm, entwining our bodies until it feels as though we are all one.
Our moans echo around us, trembling off our sweat-soaked skin, carried by the intensity we’re wrapped in.
“You stretch around us so beautifully, Little Doll. I wonder what Mr. Fox would have to say about his perfect little daughter now. Having three cocks stuffed deep in all her needy holes.” Zane’s words do something to her because her eyes slam shut, and her loud moans fill the living room.
Her heavy breaths brush against my scorching skin, and all I know is that I don’t want this moment to end.
“Eyes on me, beautiful,” I murmur, and she obeys, eyes popping open, her gaze burning into mine as we fuck her deeper and deeper into oblivion.
“Your cock feels like magic, Phoenix, baby,” Zane grits out between clenched teeth, his breathing growing wild with each hard and frantic thrust, rubbing against my cock. Her pussy is so fucking wet, a delectable mix of Zane’s and my pre-cum dripping down my balls.
I want him to lick them.
I want to watch as they lick my cock clean of our combined arousal, because I don’t think it can ever get better than that.
“Yeah? You like fucking your big, pierced cock into our pussy, baby?” I rasp, our movements almost rabid.
“Ahhh. Yeah, you know I fuckin’ do. When we’re finished—” Zane’s body has taken on a life of its own, impossible to restrain. “I want us to eat our cum from our girl’s thoroughly fucked pussy, you got that?”
“Yes, Sir,” we answer in unison, because honestly, that sounds like the ultimate Christmas present.
“Ohh, God. Axl… Fuck my ass harder, baby! I need you. All of you. God, I’m almost there!
” she cries out, and fuck me dead, she’s a force to be reckoned with.
Shiloh is in her element like this. Taking us like the good fucking girl she is.
No one can ever accuse her of not knowing what she wants, because this woman is so self-assured.
Not to mention her confidence is hot as fuck.
“Snow Angel… Come with us, baby, cause I’m about a minute away from filling your tight little hole with my hot cum,” Axl says, a strained sound slipping through as he speaks. It’s as though she’s been holding back, waiting for permission before she fully comes undone.
The three of us rut into her a few more times, Shiloh’s breathy cries rippling through the cabin as we all come, and come hard, tumbling over the edge in one tangled, four-way heap.
Her pussy clenches around our cocks, wringing us fucking dry as we each slow our pace, and with one final thrust from Axl, our girl launches over the edge. Her body collapses against mine, and the moment is so enthralling, so visceral, that I have to remind myself to breathe.
Surrounded by my guys, I feel the weight and warmth of this moment. I commit the sound of her every heartbeat to memory, letting it anchor me in a way that nothing else ever has, because after all this time, she’s finally here.
We have her.
And she’s ours.
No going back.
Zane and I start to soften in her pussy, before he eventually pulls out with a jerk, leaving us to gently lay Shiloh on the lounge, utterly fucking exhausted.
Axl and I follow suit, standing to fetch a couple of blankets from the blanket box our sister insisted we’d need, then returning to where Shiloh lies.
“That was the best fucking sex of my life,” she murmurs, closing her eyes.
Axl and I chuckle knowingly and shake our heads because it isn’t over yet.
Zane leaves the room, returning moments later dressed in a pair of my baggy gray sweatpants hanging low on his hips, and my cock has a life of its own because he’s ready for round two.
He walks past Axl and me, then places a glass of water and some aspirin on the coffee table, prepared for anything she might need.
Then, he kneels, positioning her hips to the edge of the lounge with one quick pull, and the movement startles her, her eyes now wide with surprise.
“There’s one thing you need to know about me, baby.
I only say what I mean, and right now, our cum is dripping from your pretty little cunt.
Kneel,” he says, not once removing his gaze from Shi’s, and we listen without hesitation.
“Spread your legs, baby,” he says, and she does, the surprised look on her face changing into something dark with realization of what’s about to happen.
It’s true what he said. If Zane says he’s going to do something, you bet your ass he’ll follow through with it.
And that reliability has served us in all kinds of ways.
The sight of her spread open for us has me fucking salivating. Zane’s eyes catch on the candy canes lying on the floor around us, then he turns his attention back to Shiloh.
“Do you want your reward for being a good girl for us, Little Doll?” Her eyes widen to the size of saucers, before a shy, hesitant smile spreads across her face.
She props herself up on her hands, her feet resting on the couch, giving us the perfect fucking view of her pretty, cum dripping pussy.
When she realizes that Zane is waiting for her reply, she leans in, giving him the answer we’ve all been waiting for.
“Yes, Daddy. Show me that I’ve been a good girl.”