Page 22 of Unwrapping Ember
Everest slaps my ass as I grip the headboard, staring into the mirror above it. My cheeks are flushed, and bite marks cover my skin where the garland doesn't. I begin to grind against Everest's mouth, feeling his tongue flick my clit as his hands dig into my ass cheeks, spreading them open with a firm grasp.
As I ride Everest's face, the room is filled with the sound of our heavy breathing and my moans. I can feel the tension building within me, and I know that I won't be able to hold on for much longer. Koda and Baine watch intently, their eyes filled with desire as they take in the scene in front of them.
I bounce gently, pressing my pussy against Everest's lips while his teeth nip at my clit. He reaches up and plunges his fingers inside of me, making my back arch and my hips grind more feverishly. Baine grabs my jaw and clasps it firmly, stealing my lips in a kiss so heated, it sucks the air out of my lungs. Everest fucks me with his thick fingers, parting them inside me and stretching me out. And Koda sneaks his hand between my ass cheeks and spreads the wetness from my pussy all around, coating his fingers in it.
"I bet I can make you soak Everest's face right now," he taunts, making me wonder what he's up to. Suddenly, his cum-coated fingers ease into my virgin ass, popping through the tight, untouched ring of muscle. "Holy fuck, you're tighter than I thought," he groans in pure ecstasy, gently finger-fucking my ass, making the muscles in my lower belly tighten.
"Mhm," I moan into Baine’s mouth as he owns it and then speed up the movement of my hips, riding Everest's face in desperation.
His fingers destroy my pussy, making me clench around them. My head is spinning with the overwhelming sensations as I feel myself approaching the edge ofecstasy. Baine's kiss is intoxicating, and Koda's fingers in my ass add a new level of intensity to the pleasure coursing through my body. I can hear the sounds of the others in the room, their own arousal adding to the electric atmosphere.
My moans mingle with the heavy breathing and the sounds of flesh meeting flesh. Everest's expert touch pushes me over the edge, and I come undone, my whole body trembling as the waves of pleasure consume me. I grip the headboard tighter as Everest's tongue laps up my juices, licking every part of my pussy while I soak his face and fingers, my back arching as I try to chase the touch of all of them.
My mind is a whirlwind of sensations, my body still shaking from another powerful orgasm that just ripped through me. As I slowly regain my composure, I become aware of Koda's fingers slowly retreating from my ass, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. Baine's kiss on my lips is now gentle and blissful, filled with tender affection that soothes my senses.
I turn my attention to Everest, who is now gazing up at me, his nose pressing against my sensitive clit, with a satisfied smirk on his face. His fingers are still glistening with my essence, and his eyes are filled with a smoldering desire that ignites a new flame within me.
As I catch my breath, I release the headboard and slowly descend from the euphoric high that I was just riding. The room is filled with palpable tension, an unspoken craving for more intense pleasure. I can feel the hunger in each of their eyes—the raw need that binds us together in this moment.
My body feels like it's burning, each touch and caress leaving a trail of fire on my skin. I turn to Koda, my eyes locking with his, and I know that this is only the beginning, the tantalizing prelude to what is yet to come.
As we stand on the edge of desire, I take a deep breath and prepare myself for what lies ahead, knowing that I’m willingly in the hands of these three men, ready to explore the depths of pleasure that await. The intoxicating thrill of the unknown courses throughmy veins and I’m more than fucking ready to surrender to the seductive whirlwind that awaits.
six
Tangled in Tinsel
Koda
The delightful scent of cinnamon mingling with gingerbread fills the air, sending a delicious shiver down my spine and making my mouth water. I can't recall the last time my house smelled this divine, or when it was even adorned so festively. Typically, the guys and I just hang some Christmas lights and decorate a tree we've cut down from our backyard. We usually work extra during the holidays because that’s where the money is. But this year, everything feels different—and I don’t hate it. Ember's presence has cast aside the usual gloom that tends to linger around us, replacing it with an unexpected warmth and lightness I never knew I needed.
Turning slightly, I watch Ember in the kitchen, dancing to Mariah Carey’s “All I Want For Christmas Is You.” To my surprise, a smile blooms on my face. Watching her mix cookie dough, her sleeves rolled up and a joyous smile illuminating her features, I begin to think maybe this holiday season won’t turn out so bad after all. Perhaps I can even embrace the idea of constant Christmas music and the enticing aroma of gingerbread wafting through the air. For the time being, I’ll fully relish this change and see where it leads.
As I sithere, taking in the sight of Ember dancing and baking, a possessive thought creeps into my mind: the selfish desire to keep her all to myself, ruining her for any other man. It’s amusing how someone can waltz into your life and completely upend it—in the most wonderful way. Feeling a mix of inspiration and desire, I stride into the kitchen and wrap my arms around Ember from behind, joining her in the festive dance. She turns around, clearly surprised to see me, and a cheeky smile showcasing her adorably deep dimples spreads across her face. I press myself against her, feeling her body shiver slightly at the close proximity.
"I never thought I’d live to see the day you'd be dancing to Mariah Carey with me," she chuckles, glancing sideways at me.
"I didn’t think I'd find myself doing a lot of things until you came into my life," I reply, a smile tugging at my lips.
"First time for everything, right?" She smirks, raising a perfectly plucked brow.
"Right," I affirm, spinning her around and guiding her against the countertop. Leaning in, I place a soft kiss on her lips, savoring her smile against mine. “Mmm. You taste like mint.”
“I had a few shots of peppermint schnapps,” she teases, waggling her eyebrows before leaning in for another kiss.
My hands glide down to cup her ass, eliciting a low groan from me as her warmth envelops my fingers. “What would you say if I were to draw your naughty self over this counter and claim that tight, wet cunt?” I whisper against her lips, my hand brushing between her legs.
She shudders, her hands sliding down to cup my ass, mirroring my own grip on her. “I’d say not in the kitchen while I’m baking.”
“Aw, you’re no fun,” I tease, putting on a fake frown that makes her laugh.
Her eyes shimmer with intrigue, revealing she’s still holding something back.
Suddenly, a realization hits me. “Ember... my sweet Ember, are you a virgin?”
Her cheeks flush a soft pink, and she looks down, a hint of embarrassment fluttering across her features. “Yes,” she admits quietly.
I take a step back, absorbing the revelation with a mix of surprise and tenderness. “I didn’t realize.” I trace the delicate crown tattoo on her lower back, softening my tone. “I don’t want to pressure you into anything. I just want you to feel comfortable.”