The Christmas Wonder, page 4
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Ward shook off the snow and shut the door behind him as he stepped across the threshold of Fin’s house.
The roads had been a bitch to drive through.
He had been right behind Fin and Skye most of the way—at least he’d thought he had been. The snow had been coming down heavily, and prevented him from truly seeing anything beyond a foot in front of the truck.
At one point, he’d lost control of his truck and slammed into a snow drift. He was just thankful that he hadn’t slid down into an unseen ditch. Even the road was unrecognizable. Thankfully there weren’t many people out in that shit and he’d been able to get his truck free of the drift without too much trouble. But he was a little shaken by it.
“Took you long enough,” Fin chuckled.
“Man, it wasn’t that bad until I slid. Once my truck started sliding, there wasn’t anything else I could do.” He kicked off his boots and followed Fin into his house. He took his coat off and went over to the closet nearest them. He hung up his jacket and went into the living room. Fin’s house was a nice craftsman’s type home with a large fireplace as the center point of the room. His oversized couches were the perfect size for men of their height and size. But Skye was nowhere to be found.
“Glad you made it safe,” Fin said, “Skye was worried about you.”
There was a mug full of hot chocolate sitting on the coffee table, but no Skye. Ward had been worried about her and Fin. When he’d lost sight of them an uneasy feeling set in slightly, but Ward had to remind himself that Fin had been driving in shitty weather like this for years. He knew that his friend would make sure Skye was protected and safe.
“Where is she?” he asked.
“Upstairs changing her clothes. Her jeans and socks were soaked through,” Fin said. He headed toward the kitchen and paused in the doorway. “Coffee? Or something stronger?”
“Coffee. It’s cold as shit out there,” Ward chuckled. Either would warm him up, but he wanted to remain sober. There was no telling how this weather was going to turn. He wanted to make sure he was of sound mind just in case they needed to go back out in the elements for whatever reason.
“Coming up.” Fin disappeared from the room. Ward went over to one of the couches and took a seat. He glanced down at his jeans and grimaced. He’d changed into them before he’d left school, there was no way he’d be caught dead in gym shorts while he was out with a woman as hot as Skye. But they were soaked through because he’d had to get out and dig his truck out before he was able to get back on the road. He’d have to borrow a pair of Fin’s pants. Footsteps sounded on the stairs and he turned to watch Skye as she came down the stairs from the second floor. She placed her folded pair of jeans on the bottom stairs before continuing into the room. His eyes locked on her. She had kept on the same sweater she’d worn to the bar, but now had on black leggings and a pair of thick blue socks.
“You made it,” she said and a smile spread across her beautiful face. He stood as she came into the room and walked over to him. He immediately reached for her. The memory of her soft lips and the taste of her came rushing back to him.
“Did you think I wouldn’t?” He smirked. He snagged her hand and brought her flush against him. He was pleased how she tilted her head back and wrapped her arms around his torso.
“I was worried,” she said with a little frown. “Didn’t you see what it looked like out there?”
He didn’t like that she had been worried about him. He was fine. He’d been concerned about her. He reached up, cupped her face, and caressed her cheek while her warm brown eyes studied him.
“Don’t ever worry about me. I was going to make it to you.” He lowered his head and captured her lips with his. She opened her mouth and welcomed him. His tongue swept in and the taste of chocolate greeted him. It reminded him of her. Sweet. He was sure her other places would taste just as good. He tilted his head and deepened the kiss. His hold on her face remained, keeping her in place as he ensured she knew he had meant what he’d said.
A snowstorm wasn’t going to keep him from getting to her.
He lifted his head and smiled at the expression on her face. She slowly opened her eyes and blinked as she focused on him and shook her head.
“This is crazy,” she said softly.
“What is?” His thumb gently caressed her soft skin. He loved the feel of her in his arms and didn’t want to let her go. He’d had his share of women, but never had this feeling or reaction to any of them before. There was something about Skye that drew him to her.
Hell, he and Fin were infatuated with her. They had come to an agreement in that few seconds outside the truck.
If she wanted both of them, she could have them.
Ward had no problems with his friend, and this woman was enough for the both of them. He couldn’t think of a better man to share this woman with. Fin was a good guy, a great friend, and would be good for Skye as much as he would.
“Well first off, that I keep kissing both of you and the two of you don’t have a problem with it. Like, you’re okay that I like both of you?” she asked. She reached up and removed a piece of lint from his shirt.
“Why would you think that I’d have a problem with it?” he asked.
“I don’t know. Do you two normally go around sharing women?” she asked. She paused and watched him as she waited for him to answer. At that moment, he wanted to make sure that she was comfortable with him and Fin. He didn’t want any doubt to be in the back of her mind about what was going on between the three of them.
“No. We’ve never shared a woman that we were both serious about.” She didn’t need to know about the few times back in college where they’d fucked the same girl. None of that had been serious. It had been about fun and everyone involved had gotten what they had needed.
“Serious?” she breathed. Her head did that cute thing she did when she was curious about something. “How do you know this is serious? We’ve only just met. I’ve known Fin for years.”
“It’s just a feeling,” he replied, “and I’m not going to question it. I want you, Skye.” He bent his head and pressed a hard kiss to her lips. At that moment Fin re-entered the room carrying two large cups of steamy hot coffee. He released her and took the mug Fin offered him. “And so does Fin.”
“Oh.” She stared at both of them. She backed away and went over to the coffee table to snag her cup. She took a hefty sip. A little of the whip cream ended up on her nose. It was a cute look on her, but she must have felt it and wiped it off.
“Everything good here?” Fin arched an eyebrow.
“It is,” Ward replied. “I was just telling Skye that we both want her… and that we’re willing to share.” Skye reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear.
“It’s true, Skye. But it’s your decision,” Fin said. He motioned to the couch. “Why don’t you have a seat so we can talk.”
She nodded, a soft smile on her face, and sat down in the center of the couch. Ward slid in next to her while Fin perched on the arm on the other side of her.
She was nervous. It was obvious and Ward wanted to make her comfortable with them. This might be an awkward conversation to have, but there was no need for her to be skittish. They would respect whatever decision she made.
“Listen—” Ward began but was cut short by a loud click that echoed through the house. The room was basked in a sea of darkness and the house went completely silent. “Fuck.”
The power had just gone out. This was not good. With the way the storm was raging outside, and how far the temperature had dropped, they needed to do something.
Fin stood and went over to the window.
“I can’t see shit out there, but it looks like the whole street is out,” Fin announced. He turned and motioned to the fireplace. “We better get a fire started. There’s no telling how long the power is going to go out.”
“You still keep wood on the back porch?” Ward took a swig of the hot brew in his mug and stood. He could get the fire started so they could remain warm until the power came back on. He just hoped it was soon. This was his first winter in Langdale and it looked like the weather was trying to officially welcome him.
“Yeah. I’ll run upstairs and grab a few things. Looks like we are all hunkering down here tonight,” Fin said.
“What do you need me to do?” Skye asked. She sat forward and placed her mug back on the coffee table.
“If you want, there is a drawer in the kitchen near the fridge that has a flashlight and matches. If you want to snag those, that will help. I think I have candles in the hall closet next to the bathroom,” Fin said.
The howling winds blew even louder outside. Ward frowned. The weather was truly showing off. Hopefully it would blow over soon. If it kept up like this, they might be trapped together for a day or two. His gaze followed Skye’s shadow as she made her way out of the room.
But being trapped with a woman like Skye wasn’t a bad thing at all.
“You sure do know how to build a fire,” Skye chuckled. She sat on the rug near the hearth. Ward grinned back at her. They had all met back in the living room and set it up for the night. Thankfully with Fin having two large couches there would be plenty of room for them to bunker down for the night with the fireplace roaring. They had placed candles at strategic points around the room and lit them to help give them more light and the room was cozy and warm even though the rest of the house was already starting to chill. Thankfully, Fin had stored a ton of wood on the back porch that should keep them comfortable until morning.
Fin had grabbed blankets and pillows from the upstairs bedrooms and brought them down to the living room. The living room had started to look like the setting for an old fashioned slumber party. His friend had even brought down a pair of shorts for Ward to sleep in, which he appreciated.
Skye held her hands up toward the fire and sighed. Ward couldn’t take his eyes off her. The light reflecting off her showcased her beauty in a way that held him captive so fiercely that he almost forgot to breathe while watching her.
Fin tipped back his mug and drained the rest of it before going back to messing with his battery powered radio. They both were on their second cup of coffee. Fin, for some reason, had a battery powered coffee percolator and made a fresh pot.
With the howling winds and the threat of the storm, it was going to be a while before Ward would feel comfortable falling asleep. Skye and her comfort were his top priority and he didn’t even have to ask Fin to know that his friend felt the same.
“My father took me and my sister camping all the time. He taught me how to even make a fire without matches,” Ward chuckled. “He’s a survivalist who believed his children should know how to live off the land. We were always out somewhere in the wild growing up.”
“Sounds fun. I’ve never been camping before,” Skye said.
“No? How about fishing?” he asked. Fin and Ward loved to go fishing. There was nothing like getting on a boat and tossing a line out in the water and then waiting for a bite. They would have to take her. She would love it.
“Nope. Never been.” She jumped from the crackling sound of wood splitting in the fire. There was a wire covering that prevented smoldering bits of wood from hopping out onto the floor, but she still seemed nervous about it.
“Skye, move back some,” Fin snickered. Skye gave a sheepish smile and scooted back away from the hearth. She rolled to her knees to stand. Ward hopped up from where he was standing and moved over to her offering her a hand. The second her hand slid into his, a bolt of energy seemed to course through him from her touch. Her smile slowly disappeared as she stood up. Their eyes connected and something passed between them. He wasn’t crazy, and knew there was some form of a connection between them.
Skye had filled his mind every day since he’d first met her. He tugged her close and she came without hesitation. He reached up and cupped her cheek and ever so slowly lowered his head and kissed her. She sighed, her lips parting to grant him entrance. He couldn’t get enough of her taste.
He needed more.
Ward tore his mouth from hers and stared down at her. Skye’s chest rose and fell hard. She opened her eyes revealing the lust in them. Ward’s cock grew thick and stiff from need. He reached up and swept a finger along her bottom lip.
“Such a beauty,” he murmured. Without needing to look, he was sure Fin was watching them. “Wouldn’t you agree, Fin?”
“She is,” Fin replied.
Skye bashfully looked away. She was so damn cute when she was shy. He tipped her chin up to force her to look him in the eye.
“I want you,” Ward declared. He wasn’t going to beat around the bush when it came to Skye. He wanted to make sure that she knew his intentions. He didn’t mean just now for one night only. No, he wanted her as his. “And I know Fin does, too.”
“The question is, can we have you tonight?” Fin asked.
He took her hand and guided her over to the couch. Fin was still propped up on the arm, his eyes locked on Skye. They stood in front of the couch. He reached up and slid a finger down along her cheek and down to her neck. Her sweater had been beckoning him to remove it. Her soft mounds were highlighted by the deep cleavage the sweater offered.
“As in together?” she asked. Her breaths were coming faster as she glanced between the two of them. His finger continued on down to the center of her chest where her lovely brown skin was exposed. Her chin tilted up slightly and an air of confidence radiated from her. He nodded when her gaze landed on him. If she wanted them together then that was what she would have.
“Say yes, Skye,” Ward murmured. The only sound in the room was the crackling of the fire behind him. His cock pressed against his jeans demanding to be released. He ignored it. Skye’s needs would come first before he would even think of his hard member. His finger traced along the edge of the sweater as he waited.
“Yes, to both of you,” she breathed. Ward’s hands dropped down to her waist. He hooked the edge of her sweater with his fingers and brought it up and over her head. Ward brought her in and captured her lips with his. He was impatient he knew, but he needed to see her naked. The fantasy of her being naked before him had kept him up many nights. Now he had her in front of him, he was going to quickly unwrap a gift that he—they— were being given tonight. “I want both of you tonight.”
Ward slipped a hand behind her back and undid the clasp of her bra with one hand. Her large mounds pressed into him and drove him mad. He lifted his head and grinned.
“We’re getting the best Christmas gift tonight, my friend,” Ward said.
“It would seem we are,” Fin said.
Ward turned her around and brought her back to him. He brushed the straps of her bra down her arms so that it could join her sweater on the floor. Her quick intake of air greeted him and he angled her so that his friend could see everything he was doing.
“Fuck, she’s beautiful,” Fin rasped. His focus was on Skye. Ward reached up and cupped her warm breasts, large enough to fill his hands. A moan slipped from Skye’s lips as she leaned back into him. He leaned down and nuzzled her neck and breathed in her scent.
Her perfume was floral with a hint of vanilla and musk. He pressed an open mouth kiss to her throat and felt a tremor snake through her.
He played with her breasts, massaging them, cupping them, teasing the tight little buds with his fingertips. He couldn’t wait to take them into his fucking mouth.
“Her pants. They need to go,” Fin said. Ward smiled, only too happy to oblige his friend. Skye’s whimper made his cock grow even harder. He released her breasts and allowed his hands to trail down her soft stomach. He arrived at the waistband of her leggings and paused.
“Tonight, you don’t worry about a thing, Skye. We’re going to take care of you.”
6
Fin Milkowski was a patient man. There was not going to be any rushing tonight with Skye. His eyes were glued on Ward and Skye.
Ward was unwrapping her as if she were the most precious Christmas gift in the world.
In the candlelight, her skin practically glowed. Her large breasts had dark areolas that were tipped with pert nipples that needed to be in his mouth. Her waist was tapered, her belly had a little softness to it, but Fin didn’t give a fuck about that. Her hips were wide and her thighs were thick. The only thing that remained on her body was her small scrap of panties.
“Come here, Skye,” Fin rasped. He wanted to be the one to remove her last item of clothing. Her eyes opened and met his. He sat forward on the arm of the couch and couldn't tear his gaze from her. Ward dropped another kiss to her neck before allowing her to move to stand in front of Fin.
His hands trembled slightly as he reached for her. He slid his hands along her arms and up to her shoulders. He relished the feel of her buttery soft skin under his palms. Her quick intake of breath caught his attention and his hands continued on their journey and slid along her collarbone and down to her breasts. Those soft mounds made his cock ache something fierce. He lifted one and brought her closer to him to stand between his legs. He lowered his head and captured one of her nipples in his mouth. Fin’s free hand rested on her waist to hold her to him while he bathed the beaded bud with his tongue and suckled hard enough to make her gasp.
Skye’s fingers threaded their way through his hair and held on tight.
“Fin,” she moaned. Her body swayed in place as he took his time. He trailed his tongue along her chest and arrived at the second breast and repeated the same motions with his lips and tongue.
The scent of her perfume was addicting and he inhaled while he focused on her. He hooked his finger along the edge of her panties and tugged them down. Skye lifted her legs and stepped out of them, leaving her bare for them.
Ward stepped in behind Skye. His friend had removed his clothing and was only dressed in his boxer briefs. Ward was in top shape and his torso was perfectly carved. Fin held no jealousy for his friend’s figure. Ward wasn’t in the worst shape but he certainly didn’t have sculpted abs.
