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JOSIE

My eyes are closed but I can see everything. Hunter with his shirt off, hovering over me.

“Good girl,” he says, and his hands are on my waist, between my legs, cradling my face.

“Now there’s three,” Emmett groans. His mouth is all over me, my neck, my thighs, my belly.

“Filthy,” Beau whispers. I can’t find him but I can feel him, between my legs, filling me up.

“She’s making those noises again,” Hunter says as he kisses me.

His face changes, now he’s Beau. “Look at the way her hips are moving. Dirty girl.”

Emmett kisses me. “Do you think she’ll come in her sleep?” He’s saying it out loud, but I don’t know how. His mouth is all over mine.

“I want to be the one to do that,” Beau growls.

“Right? It’s not fair if she’s getting off and we’re not even there to enjoy it.”

I blink awake slowly. All three of them are here, in my bed, with grins on their faces.

“Morning, Goldilocks,” Hunter says. “Did you have good dreams?”

“You know she did,” Beau snorts.

I flush hard, putting my hands up to my face.

“Oh, no. What was I doing?”

“Moaning,” Emmett says, his eyes bright.

“Grinding against the sheets.” The tips of Beau’s ears are that shade of red that tells me he was enjoying watching me.

“You were clearly getting close,” Hunter says. “What were you dreaming about?”

“You three,” I mumble, embarrassed.

“You don’t have to dream about us, we’re right here! We’ll do whatever you want, for real.” Hunter winks at me.

I bury my face in the pillow, embarrassed but laughing. He says that like I don’t know exactly what they’re willing to do, how many times, and for how long. We spent all day yesterday right here, in this bed, except for the few times the guys went out for provisions. We’ve spent that time talking, fucking, sleeping tangled up together, then starting all over again. I know what they’ll do for me, and I’m starting to get comfortable asking for it.

Emmett turns my face away from the pillow and kisses me. He feels like a dream, but he’s real, and that’s so much better. Beau starts kissing my shoulder, running his hands over my body. Emmett pulls back and Hunter takes his place, kissing me while Emmett slides his hand over my thighs. Hunter tastes vaguely of coffee, and it’s making me want some. Later. Definitely later. Beau is nibbling on my ear, and I breathe a little moan into Hunter’s mouth. Hunter hums back, squeezes me tight, then pulls away. I turn my head to Beau, but he’s pulling away too. Emmett’s eyes twinkle as he puts space between us. I groan.

Hunter winks at me. “There’ll be plenty of time to fuck you until you’re hoarse from screaming our names. But, right now, we’ve got something else to do first.”

I frown. “What?”

“Celebrate Christmas.”

I blink. He can’t be serious. No, I can guarantee he isn’t serious. “You don’t celebrate Christmas,” I remind him. “You told me that, remember? No tree… well, until this year… no gifts, none of it.”

Emmett chuckles. “We all kind of liked the tree, so maybe it’s time to change things up. Get more festive.”

Emmett pulls a Santa hat out from somewhere and puts it on. Hunter grins at me and pulls a headband with antlers out of the same place and puts them on his head. I look at Beau and I’m stunned to find that he has a snowflake headband on his head.

“What—?” I can’t even finish my question before a fourth headband comes into play, this one topped with mistletoe.