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The basement was quiet except for our breathing. "Still think we're immature?" Mitch murmured. I laughed, weak and satisfied. "You're still idiots." "Your idiots," Hans corrected, and I didn't argue. My body still hummed with aftershocks, and the knowledge of what we had just done. I had just allowed my three younger sinfully loaded Stepbrothers fuck me in the best way ever. And I didn't regret any single moment of it. If anything, I wanted a second round with all three of them making love with me like I was the only person that mattered. This was definitely going to be the best thanksgiving ever.

"Want to enjoy the fire for a while?" "Sounds perfect." I slipped off my coat and boots, leaving myself in the oversized sweater and leggings I'd worn for comfort. Dante got the fire going, flames licking at the logs until warmth spread through the room. He settled onto the plush rug in front of the fireplace and pulled me down beside him. Somehow, even after everything, he could still make butterflies erupt in my stomach with just a look. "My mom insists on hosting Thanksgiving at her place this year," Dante said, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me against his chest. "But we can do Christmas at our place."

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Wonderful Christmas memories of his aunt flooded into his mind. All the good memories. All the happy times. The joy of Christmas. “Molly, it’s perfect,” he whispered. “I don’t know how you did this, but it's amazing.” “Christmas magic,” Molly replied. She shrugged, grinning back at Nicholas. “And a little help from Hannah’s recipe for Buche de Noel, too. She didn’t help me at all, by the way. She was supposed to come check on me while I was baking, but I think she got caught up with something at her apartment.”

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Then she laughed, a throaty and endearing sound that made me smile. “Merry Christmas Brad and thank you for the most perfect gift ever.” I kissed her slow, tasting salt and sex and her and I knew deep in my heart that whatever it is this is, we were just starting.

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The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

In the back of her mind, she heard a nagging voice questioning whether or not he really wanted to talk to her at all and if he had only said he’d meet her at the tree farm to quiet his excited child. Christmas decorations were everywhere now. Garlands and large, velvety red bows hung from the lampposts, and every shop had a wreath on the door, their display windows covered in red and green. Each evening when the sun began to go down, the entire downtown area would blaze to life with the sparkle of thousands of twinkling, white lights decorating every building, every post, and every tree. Charles Town was absolutely beautiful at Christmas, and even though she longed for the days when she’d wa