The More the Merrier: A Naughty Nights Novella

by K. B. Ladnier

  It helped very little that now my inner sex kitten was awakened, that crazy bitch didn’t want to go back down. I was on fire the moment any of them touched me, but Ezra had done more than just touch me, so I reacted stronger to him. I lied rather than trying to explain how I just wanted to jump them all and it was fucking me up.

  “Why don’t you just head back over to your side of the cabin and cool off. We’ll pick back up tomorrow,” Tobi grunted out.

  His tone was aggravated. One thing that sets my aggravation off easily, was when someone spoke to me in an annoyed tone. Unfortunately, I fed off the emotions of others a lot. It was a horrible trait to have, but it was one I apparently inherited from my mother from what Dad had told me. Him speaking to me like that pissed me off.

  “You know what? I think I will,” I replied with snark, grabbing up my hoodie and shoes from next to the front door. I shoved my arms angrily into the sleeves and zipped it up.

  “Dude, you didn’t have to say it like that,” Jasper said to Tobi. “She’s doing awesome and just needs a break. That’s all.”

  I adored Jasper for defending me, but I didn’t want him sticking up for me if it meant he and Tobi would end up arguing. I got my shoes on and stepped up on my toes to kiss his cheek.

  “Thanks Jas, but I got this,” I whispered to him before turning to Tobi who glared at Jasper. “But yes! I’m doing the best I can. I do need a break and apparently so do you. So, you guys rest and I shall dive into a bottle of Jack and decorate my Christmas tree.”

  Tobi went to argue against the alcohol part, but I held up a finger. “If you don’t want me to murder someone within the next week, you will leave me alone on this. It’s just tonight then back to you being the perfect drill sergeant tomorrow.” I threw my best smile out, showing him, I was not backing down.

  When I got angry at someone, I didn’t scream or pitch a fit. I didn’t throw punches or threaten them. I gave them the cold shoulder and became viciously sweet. People who didn’t know me would think I was perfectly calm, but these three knew very well by now that I was beyond pissed. They read me like a damn book sometimes.

  “Low,” Ezra sighed. “Don’t go.”

  “I will be fine tomorrow. You boys have a good night.” I didn’t give them a chance to respond before heading out into the cold.

  Wind whipped the air around me hard, the ice in the wind burning my nose and cheeks as I made my way to the other side. Apparently, the storm we’d been expecting to hit was finally here. The weather reports yesterday had predicted we’d get slammed with a snow storm either tonight or tomorrow morning.

  Colorado blizzards were no joke. Our cars would be almost completely submersed in snow by morning if it was as bad as the weather channel stated it would be. Power outages were probable as well. Hopefully, I could get a fire lit in the fire place since there was a good chance even my shitty heater wouldn’t last long before power cut out.

  I quickly changed out of my work out clothes into some fuzzy pajama pants, a long sleeve shirt and a sweater that fell to my knees.

  I fought to cool myself off the irritation from Tobi’s words as tried lighting the fire. I ended up in a battle of wills with the matches and starter logs. I only managed to get the corners of the paper packaging around the logs to light before they’d all go out completely. I didn’t know how my dad managed to make this shit seem so simple when he did it every winter. Maybe if I stuck a lasagna in there and lit it on fire it would work.

  I finally gave up and went to the kitchen, grabbing my stashed away bottle of Jack that I’d hidden from the guys. I actually grabbed a glass this time though, instead of drinking out of the actual bottle like I usually did. I figured I’d be less likely to drink too much if I rationed it in a glass.

  I’d just sat down with my glass and covered myself with my soft throw blanket, when my front door opened. I jumped in surprise, but quickly scowled when I saw it was only Tobi. He hadn’t even bothered putting on a jacket or anything on. He closed the door hard against the thrashing wind outside, swiping the snow from his naked chest.

  I wasn’t exactly sure what to say since my focus was completely on the fact that his skin was steaming. I hated how easily I could forget why I was mad at these guys when they were shirtless. It was an unfair advantage.

  “Look,” he began as he stepped into the room. “I’m sorry I was an asshole. You just get under my skin sometimes and I’m not entirely sure how to handle it. No one aggravates me as much as you do.”

  I snapped out of my daze and guffawed at him. “Me?” I set my glass down and stood up with my hands to my hips. “You are the bossiest person I’ve ever met. It doesn’t matter how hard I try, you keep pointing out what I’m doing wrong instead of what I’m doing right like the other two.”

  He huffed out a humorless laugh. “You want me to baby you? If you want sweet and instructive, you can get that from them. You won’t get that from me.”

  “Baby me?” I gaped at him. “Why the fuck would I want you to baby me? I don’t need babying, Tobias. I need direction and to know if I did something right. You give me orders and commands. You demand perfection from me when I don’t dance on a regular basis.”

  He leered at me and stalked forward until his chest was only a few inches from mine. The move was so fast and sudden, I almost toppled backwards in surprise.

  “I don’t want you perfect, Lowen. I want your best. You’re distracted, and when you’re distracted, you’re clumsy. I won’t point out what you’re doing right, because you do almost everything right.” He shifted closer; his face leaned down as he continued speaking in a hard tone. “I point out what’s wrong so that you can see your mistake and we can fix it. I’m also the last person who can dictate what’s perfect and not. I had a mom who was a fucking drug addict and a step father who abused me every chance he got. I have the scars to prove it. There is nothing fucking perfect about me. I don’t give two shits about perfection.”

  His chest pressed to mine and he leaned even further down. His admission of his childhood threw me off, but the tendrils of steam rising from his body brought me back. My chest began to heave harder, no longer from anger, but with arousal at his closeness. His story had pretty much snuffed out any anger I had left. Instead, I was quickly becoming unbelievably turned on by this dominating and gruff side of Tobi. While it had irritated me earlier, now, it just made me want to tear what little clothes he had on off him.

  “You may think you need that soft reinforcement Ezra and Jasper give you, but I see what it is you really need in your eyes.”

  I swallowed hard and flicked my eyes back and forth between his. Heat pooled between my legs as my lust for him kicked up a notch.

  “Oh, really? And what’s that?” My voice shook. I had no idea what he was going to say or do, but that just excited me more.

  “Me.”

  He bent and grasped my thighs, lifting me quickly. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist just before his lips sealed to mine.

  I moaned loud as his tongue slid against mine; one of his hands pushed roughly into my hair and pulled at my scalp as the other wrapped around my lower back to pull me tighter into him. My nails dug into his shoulders as his mouth ravished mine.

  Fuck! I wanted him to dominate me so badly. His hard body burned everywhere I touched it. I felt him start walking with me, not daring to remove my mouth from his. He tasted so fucking good. I didn’t even care that the roughness of his beard dug into my chin as he violently kissed me. My back slammed into a door, hard enough to make a resounding crack. I pulled away enough to notice it was my bedroom, but he couldn’t get the door to open.

  “It gets stuck sometimes,” I breathed out between kissing him again.

  He pulled his mouth from mine. “Sorry about this. I’ll fix it.”

  I was about to ask what he meant, but then his foot lifted and he kicked open my door, breaking it from its hinges. It was the hottest shit I’d ever witnessed in my life.

  “
Holy shit!” Was all I could get out before he sealed his mouth back over mine and continued walking us back.

  Since the door was broken, he pushed me hard into the wall next to the doorway, continuing his assault on my mouth. I stroked my hands up his rock-hard abs to his firm, broad chest. It was as if he’d been chiseled from marble by the gods. Seeing him and feeling him were two completely different things. The rough chest hairs felt amazing sliding through my fingers. He was all man and so fucking much more. I felt hints of scarring beneath the hairs, but they only added to the roughness that was Tobi.

  He wrapped an arm around my lower back and walked me backwards again. He stopped by the bed then grabbed me by my hips and plucked me from him, tossing me onto the bed hard. I yelped in surprise at the sudden move. He gave me a sexy smile before leaning down and crawling up my body like an animal going in for the kill.

  I shivered with ecstasy when his hands slid up my body as he crawled over me. When they got to the collar of my shirt, he tugged hard, ripping it right down the middle and exposing my naked torso beneath. I gasped as chilly air hit my body, only to gasp again when my arms were lifted above my head. He clenched my wrists in his hand, keeping me from moving them as he kissed me hard. I didn’t care if he left my lips bruised when he was done, I just wanted him to keep kissing me. He bit my lip and made his way down, kissing my jaw line and licking my neck before pulling away from me.

  Suddenly, my pajama pants were swiped off my legs.

  He bit his way up my legs, sliding his body against mine as he went.

  “I don’t plan on being gentle with you, Low. If you need me to stop at any point, you tell me,” he said against my stomach.

  I looked down at his beautiful muscular body lying between my legs. I would murder him if he stopped. I nodded my head, not able to find the words to answer.

  He smiled wickedly, nipping at my belly button just before his hands slid up to grasp the edge of my underwear. Instead of sliding them off me like I expected, he tore the sides of them and flung them from my body.

  I moaned when his hot breath blew against my core. My head fell back and my lower back arched with the sensation. I felt his tongue glide slowly up through my folds, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my whole body. But one slow lick was all I got before he feasted on me. He nipped, sucked and slid his tongue deeply into me.

  I was climaxing within a minute. His tongue was as magical as Ezra’s fingers.

  After giving me one last nip to my sensitive bud, he kissed his way up my stomach and between my breasts, not stopping until his lips once again met mine. I could taste myself on his tongue, which only made me hotter for him. I wanted him inside me so bad; I was in physical pain waiting for him.

  I felt him move a hand between us just before he shifted himself off me. I watched with rapt attention as he slipped his pants from his hips then knelt next to my legs. He gripped my thighs and quickly turned me, helping me to my hands and knees. I felt him position himself behind me just before a hand wound into the ends of my hair. His hold on my hair was rough, yet only added to my arousal. He used my hair to pull my head back then leaned over me and kissed my neck.

  “You ready for me, Low?” He asked huskily.

  “Please.” I begged him.

  With one powerful thrust, he embedded himself deep within me. My head flew back, and I moaned loudly. He managed to hit just the right spot and had me coming in no time. Every time he moved, it would bang the headboard against the wall by how hard and fast he went. His grip on my waist was iron tight, but felt fucking perfect. He never once let go of my hair as he rode me from behind, giving everything into each thrust.

  He was being completely honest when he said he had no intentions of being gentle with me. Sex with Tobi was hard and furious. It was as if our bodies were going to war, battling each other to give the other the most pleasure. He was in complete control the whole time. I’d never been so happy in my life to submit to a man so dominant. He was a force to be reckoned with, and damn it did he release some serious reckoning on my body. He moved me from my hands and knees to my back, throwing my legs over his shoulders just to continue his warfare on my body again. I was lost to the violent ecstasy.

  Tobi didn’t make love. He fucked.

  He didn’t waste time with pretty words that weren’t needed or soft touches that left me wanting more. He just gave me his body and that was enough.

  We went at it repeatedly the rest of the night, exhausting ourselves completely. He would wake me with a bite to my neck just before plunging into me, taking me all over again. I would wake him by slipping on top of him and licking my way up his chest. I’d ride him furiously, almost drawing blood when my nails would drag down his chest as we came again and again together.

  This was what we had needed. I loved the sweetness of Ezra when he screwed me in the dressing room, but sometimes I needed hard. I needed violent.

  And Tobi gave me that in every way that no other could.

  “Whoa, now!”

  The next morning, I awakened to the smell of coffee. I sat up and stretched, feeling the ache of mine and Tobi’s extracurricular activities throughout my whole body.

  I smiled and bit my lip, remembering every detail of his strong body moving mine like a marionette. I was almost turned on just thinking about every kiss, bite and lick he gave every inch of me. I shook my head in complete disbelief that it had happened. That any of this was happening. I believed it when Ezra and I went at it, but having a second one from the tasty trio coming at me like a man possessed was edging on the line of insanity.

  I had joked to myself and fantasized about having my way with all three of them, but I never actually believed it’d happen.

  I slipped out of bed and threw on my robe, heading to the bathroom for a quick shower before I faced Tobi or the others. As I washed myself, I decided it was time that I had a discussion with the guys about what was going on between us. It was obvious they either had intentions of sharing me, or each just maybe wanted a onetime fling. Either way, I wanted to know. There was no way this would become a relationship. They would be leaving right after the show, and when they finished the cabin. Everyone would return to their everyday lives, and I’d have an awesome story to look back on about my holiday fling with three men who made me feel alive again. They helped me forget the well of loneliness I thought I’d be swimming in this Christmas without my dad.

  I dressed and threw my hair up into a messy bun before making my way to the kitchen.

  Tobi leaned against the counter sipping a cup of coffee. I hoped to walk in and he’d be at least half naked still, but unfortunately, he was fully dressed for the day. He smiled when I entered the room and handed over a travel mug of coffee.

  “Figured you could use some coffee.”

  I took a sip and moaned. That first sip of coffee in the morning was always the best. “You figured right. Thank you.”

  He stood there staring at me with an expression I couldn’t quite decipher.

  “What?” I asked with a raised brow, continuing to drink my liquid heaven.

  “Nothing,” he said with a shake of his head and a soft smile. “Just wondering what you’re thinking about with all this. Me and you. You and the other two.”

  I bobbed my head, knowing he probably thought I’d be freaking out about everything.

  “I’m fine. But I do want to talk to you guys about what this even is. Ezra and Jasper had to have known you were over here the whole night and you all talked about Ezra and me so casually.” I shrugged my shoulders like it was obvious.

  Tobi stared at me with a tilt of his head, curiosity lighting his face. “And that doesn’t bother you. The idea that we share?”

  I gave another shrug. “I wouldn’t have done anything with you last night if I didn’t understand what I was getting into. Not exactly my first rodeo being with two men at the same time.”

  “Wait what?”

  I bit my lip and smiled coyly. “Maybe we should sav
e this convo for when Ez and Jas are here. “ I walked from the kitchen and noticed he’d lit a fire in the fireplace.

  I grinned at it and peered out the window. Snow covered the ground at least four feet deep from what I saw and was still falling. I scrunched my brows and flipped a light switch, but nothing happened. I turned questioning eyes on Tobi who’d sat on the couch and watched me.

  “About what I told you last night, I wanted to make sure I didn’t freak you out with all the abuse talk. I mean I know I’m pretty aggressive, but I’d never do anything to intentionally hurt you.”

  I nodded with a soft smile. “You didn’t weird me out and I never thought you would. If anything, it makes me understand you more. It must have been hard to grow up around that and still have to live with the scars of it.”

  He nodded and ran a hand over his beard. “Yeah. My dad had died from an overdose when I was a baby and with the next man, my mom kind of dove deeper into the drugs. The man she married was a piece of shit and just as bad as her with them, only he had a violent streak. It was a normal thing to get a cigarette put out on me or get beat with a belt.”

  I looked at him in horror. “Fuck. That’s fucked up on so many levels. What happened if you don’t mind me asking?” I asked as I leaned against the edge of the windowsill.

  “CPS finally figured out what was going on and took me away. I was sent to a foster family who weren’t much of a step up from my parents. I was bullied heavily by the kids those people already had and ended up having to learn to take care of myself. CPS found out about them after a couple of years and finally placed me with the family where I met Ezra and Jasper. They taught me what real parents should act like and the guys taught me to trust again.”

  I looked sadly at him. “And I thought my life sucked as a kid. I just have mommy issues since she left when I was only five. My dad raised me on his own. I was bitter about it for a while. My past has nothing on what you and Ezra have gone through. I don’t even know if I can handle hearing Jasper’s story at this rate.”