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CHRISTMAS IS MERRY IN THREES (2)
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2025-12-15 03:11:41SCARLETT.
They descend on me like starving men at a feast.
Marcus gets to me first, pulling me against him and kissing me hard while his hands explore. Jackson's behind me, lips on my neck, hands sliding around to cup my breasts. And Liam's on his knees, kissing up my thigh toward where I'm already soaking wet.
"Fuck," I breathe. "Yes. Just like that."
We make it to the bedroom in a tangle of limbs and discarded clothing. By the time we hit my king-sized bed, I'm down to just my panties and they're all shirtless.
And jesus christ, they're beautiful.
Marcus is all lean muscle and tattoos I didn't notice before. Liam's got those perfect abs that come from religious gym time. And Jackson is just... built. Shoulders and chest and arms that could definitely throw me around.
I am the luckiest woman alive right now.
"Lose the pants," I order, sitting back against the pillows to watch.
They comply, and oh my god. All three of them are already hard, straining against their boxers, and my mouth actually waters.
"Come here," I crook a finger at Liam. "I want to taste you."
He moves to the bed and I hook my fingers in his boxers, pulling them down. His cock springs free and I don't waste time, just lean forward and take him in my mouth.
He makes this choked sound that goes straight between my legs.
I feel the bed dip behind me. Jackson's hands on my hips, sliding my panties down. Then his mouth is on me and I moan around Liam's cock.
"Holy fuck," Liam groans, his hand gentle in my hair.
Jackson's tongue is magic. He licks through my folds, finding my clit and sucking gently, and I rock back against his face. I'm already close—been wound up since the shoot this afternoon—and he's not holding back.
Marcus appears beside me, stroking himself slowly while watching. I reach out with my free hand, replacing his hand with mine, and he groans.
"You're so fucking hot," he says.
I pull off Liam long enough to say, "I know," and then take him deeper.
Jackson slides two fingers inside me while his tongue works my clit and I come, hard and sudden, crying out around Liam's cock.
"Jesus," someone says—I'm not sure who—and then Jackson's flipping me over onto my back.
"Condoms?" he asks, and I point to the nightstand.
They're prepared impressively fast. Jackson rolls one on and then he's between my legs, the head of his cock pressing against my entrance.
"Ready?" he asks.
"Fuck me," I demand.
He pushes inside in one smooth thrust and we both groan. He's big—bigger than I expected—and the stretch is perfect. He gives me a second to adjust and then starts moving.
"Oh god—yes—"
Liam's on one side of me, Marcus on the other, and they're both touching me—hands on my breasts, my neck, my face. Liam leans down and kisses me while Jackson fucks me steadily, and I'm overwhelmed in the best possible way.
"Harder," I gasp against Liam's mouth. "I can take it."
Jackson grips my hips and really starts moving. The headboard's hitting the wall and I don't care, I just need more, more, more—
"Touch yourself," Marcus says. "Want to watch you come again."
I slide my hand down between my legs, fingers finding my clit, and circle fast. Jackson's hitting that perfect spot inside me and it only takes a few seconds before I'm coming again, clenching around him.
"Fuck—" Jackson's rhythm falters and then he's finishing too, hips jerking erratically.
He pulls out carefully and I'm still catching my breath when Marcus moves between my legs.
"My turn," he says, and oh god yes.
He flips me over onto my hands and knees—I love that they're not afraid to manhandle me a little—and pushes inside from behind.
Different angle, different feeling, equally perfect.
"You feel incredible," he groans, hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise.
Liam's in front of me now and I take him in my mouth again, loving the way he tastes, the sounds he makes. Marcus is fucking me hard and fast and I'm making these muffled sounds around Liam's cock.
"She's so good at this," Liam says, voice strained. "Fuck, her mouth—"
Marcus reaches around, fingers finding my clit, and I nearly come apart right there. The dual sensation is overwhelming—him inside me, his fingers on my clit, Liam in my mouth—
I come for the third time, entire body shaking, and pull off Liam to cry out.
"Holy shit," Marcus breathes, still moving. "The way you clench when you come—fuck—"
He finishes a few seconds later, groaning my name, and we collapse in a heap on the bed.
I'm sweaty and satisfied and definitely not done yet.
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