Snow and Seduction: A Steamy Reverse Harem Winter Collection

by Amanda Rose

  He shocks me again with his words, “You could join me.”

  The man’s voice could make any woman turned on, and I do the only thing I can think of, I turn around and walk back into the corridor, pulling the door closed behind me. The room must have thick walls as I never heard the shower, and I can’t believe that’s how I’ve likely just met another one of my stepbrothers.

  “Who are you?” a deep voice says next to me. The voice is slightly gentle, and I turn to see a man walking down the corridor towards me, stopping close and tilting his head. What is with all the handsome guys around here?

  “Elsie,” I murmur out, as I look up at him. He has a nice suit on, with a red tie and a red handkerchief in his suit pocket. The man looks just like Flynn, but a little different. He has glasses on, that shape his handsome face and short, dark-brown hair.

  “Oh, you’re the new step sister. I guess it’s nice to meet you, but why are you standing outside Ezra’s bathroom?” he asks with a chuckle as I feel my cheeks burning red. I’m not admitting to seeing his brother naked.

  “Flynn told me this is my bathroom while I’m here,” I respond, and he laughs a little, making him even cuter. Wait not cute, he is my stepbrother for goodness sake.

  “Erm, no. This is yours,” he points to the door to the right of my room. I bet the jerk did that on purpose.

  “Well thanks, you are?” I ask, and he offers me his hand to shake. I slip my hand into his, and he lifts it to his lips, pressing a kiss to my knuckles that makes me blush.

  “Max,” he says and lets my hand go as I clear my throat.

  “I should shower and come downstairs for breakfast,” I say way too quickly, taking a step back, and he nods. Then he steps away a little, and I finally feel like I can breathe. Man, this guy is hot and nice, a bad combination for someone I can’t touch.

  “See you downstairs,” he says and turns, walking away. I don’t move for a while, watching him until he gets to the top of the stairs, and he looks back, with a cheeky smile before disappearing out of my sight. I open the door to my bathroom and walk in, seeing it’s exactly the same as the other one. It has a large bath and a walk-in shower. There’s a sink and two cabinets, and nearly everything is white and looks brand new. This a big step up from my university bathroom I share, that has a broken sink and dodgy shower that likes to switch between hot and cold all the time. I take a long shower, washing my long, blonde hair with my shampoo. Thankfully, I had that full body wax before coming here. I hate shaving, and I don’t know why I do it when I’m not with anyone at the moment. My mind flashes back to the man in the shower, then to Max, and finally back to Flynn. My hand slides around my body, and I have to mentally shake myself when I realise that the thoughts of them are turning me on, and it’s just not a good idea. I bet they don’t even like me that way. I quickly finish showering and get out, drying myself off before plaiting my sort of dry hair. I pull my jeans and jumper on before wiping the steamy mirror and staring at my blue eyes in the reflection. It’s just two weeks with three sexy guys I can’t have, I can do this.

  I fold my clothes and leave them on the side, checking my phone and seeing a message from Dane checking up. There’s a missed call from my dad, and I quickly call him back.

  “Hey, Elsie, how’s the trip?” he asks straight away.

  “All good. I haven’t really seen much of mum yet as I only got here last night, Dad,” I tell him, and I hear him moving around the room he’s in.

  “The new husband?” he asks me.

  “Seems nice,” I reply dryly, tired of being used to find information out about my mum. I listen to my dad go on and on for ages about how reckless my mum is before I tell him I have to go, and I put the phone down. My dad never moved on from my mum, not really. He dated sometimes but never put any effort in. He loves his work too much to really spend much effort on another woman, and unfortunately that means he has lots of time to wonder about what could have been between him and mum. I leave my phone on the side and walk out of the bathroom, towards the stairs when I hear the loud talking. I get to the top of the stairs and see John, Flynn, and Max staring at the door frame. The door is open but there’s so much snow outside that it fills half the doorway.

  “Did all that fall last night?” I ask, walking down, and they all look over at me.

  “Yes. I think we are stuck here until the storm passes,” John says and shuts the door. I walk over to the window, which is also half-filled with snow, and there’s a massive snow storm outside. Its falling heavily, and you can’t see anything other than white and dark clouds.

  “So, a week stuck inside, sounds fun,” the sexy voice of the shower guy drifts over as I see him come out of the kitchen and my mum following behind him, holding a cup of something hot. He looks just as hot with clothes on. I think back to Max’s words and remember his name is Ezra. Ezra has a suit on this time, a black, tight one that shows off his big build, and his messy hair is styled out of his face. His dark-hazel eyes meet mine, so very much like his brother’s but darker. There’s a scar on his eyebrow and something about him is so much darker than I expected him to be. Ezra slowly looks me up and down as he comes over and surprises me when he stops in front of me and holds a hand out. I shake his hand as he speaks.

  “Lovely to meet you. I’m Ezra” he says, pretending like I didn’t just see him naked. Two can play at that game.

  “Ezra, it’s nice to meet you, too. I’m Elsie,” I say and drop his hand. I look between all the brothers, seeing them all watching me.

  “Are you triplets?” I ask, looking between them and back at Ezra, who grins.

  “Yes. I’m the oldest by two minutes, then Flynn, and Max is the baby,” he says and Max replies.

  “Fuck off I am. There’s only a minute between Flynn and me,” before walking over to me.

  “We are going to go and rest. Feel free to have some breakfast and relax, Elsie,” John says, walking up the stairs with my mum. I’m surprised she didn’t say a word to me, despite how much she claimed to have missed me. She does look down at me as they get to the top of the stairs and gives me a fake-looking smile as she looks at the brothers standing close to me and then finally looks away.

  “So, we won’t see them for the rest of the day. What should we do with you, sexy Elsie?” Ezra asks, stepping closer, and I take another step back, my lower back hitting the window, and I force myself to look up and keep eye contact with him.

  “It’s cold, and we’re trapped in here. We should really get to know each other,” he says leaning even closer and making my breath hitch. I pull my gaze away to see both Max and Flynn watching us closely, and when I look back at Ezra, he simply grins as he leans away.

  “Why don’t we feed you first and then play a get to know you game?” he asks me but doesn’t wait for my reply as he walks away.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Elise

  “Any more?” Flynn asks as I finish my bacon sandwich and pick up my orange juice, drinking a little. They all seem to be waiting on me, as they didn’t eat much, and I’m getting nervous about this getting to know each other game they have planned. I watch how they all move around each other, they are clearly close. I wonder why they still live here, or if they do.

  “Yes. Also, I have a question, do you all live here?”

  “Most of the time. We all have apartments in New York, France, and London,” Flynn answers me, as he finishes washing up the plates from breakfast.

  “Must be nice to have so many places to live,” I say and stand up off the kitchen stool.

  “Let’s go to the living room,” Flynn suggests, walking over to me and placing his hand on my lower back as he leads us out of the room. His hand on my back is all I can focus on as we walk out of the kitchen.

  “What kind of game did you have in mind?” I ask Flynn, but it’s Ezra that answers as he walks past us with a bottle of vodka in his hand.

  “Truth or dare,” he says, placing the bottle on the large coffee table that’s bet
ween the sofas.

  “You answer the truth or do the dare, or have a shot,” he tells me.

  I raise my eyebrows as I say, “It’s ten in the morning. Isn’t that a little early for drinking?”

  “What are you scared of?” he dares me, smirking a little as I shake my head and sit on the sofa. Max sits on one side of me and Flynn the other, while Ezra sits on the coffee table and turns the TV on with a remote. Once he finds a music channel, he puts the remote down and pulls his phone out. I watch as he puts the phone in the middle of the coffee table and leans over it.

  “It’s a spin the bottle app, makes it easier,” he tells me, and I look over to see my name as the dare and Max as the person who gets to ask. Max looks and sits back in his seat looking at me before smiling. I can’t help but think how almost sweet his smile is.

  “Okay . . . I want a truth,” he says.

  “I might not answer but go on.”

  “Are you single?” he asks me, and I’m surprised at how much of an easy question it is.

  “Yes, I am,” I reply, and he nods with a happy smile. The guys seem to look at each other before Ezra presses the spin button again. It lands on Ezra and Max this time, with Ezra being the one to choose.

  “I choose a dare. I want you to kiss Elsie,” he says. My eyes widen when Max leans closer and brushes his warm lips against my cheek. The kiss is soft, and I have to resist the urge to close my eyes and move my face a little so his lips touch my own. God, it’s getting hot in here.

  “That’s not a real kiss,” Ezra says, his voice a little huskier than it was before.

  “You never said where I should kiss her . . .,” Max laughs, and Ezra only grins as he presses the button again. It lands on me and Flynn this time, with me being able to choose.

  “Okay, I want a truth. What’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever done?” I ask, and he smirks as he leans across the table and opens the bottle, before taking a long drink.

  “It would have to be that time with those four girls–” Max starts saying, and Flynn leans his arm around me and whacks him on the arm to stop that sentence.

  “You’ve been with more than one girl at a time?” I ask, guessing the rest of Max’s sentence.

  “We all have shared more than one girl at a time, darling,” Ezra says, my eyes drifting to him as my mouth suddenly feels dry. I look away and take the bottle off Flynn, downing a few mouthfuls of vodka and feeling them burning my throat. None of them comment on my drinking as Max takes the bottle off me and drinks some, too. Ezra presses the button and it lands on me and the other one is blank.

  “It crashes sometimes,” Ezra explains.

  “Maybe it just means that I have to come up with a truth or dare for all of you?” I remark.

  “Go on then,” Ezra says, leaning back.

  “I want you to show me your cocks, like in a circle at the same time,” I say, mentally laughing as I know they won’t do that.

  “Okay,” Ezra says shocking me into silence and all three of them move so they are stood around me, before undoing their trousers.

  “This isn’t exactly a circle, but I don’t think there is enough of us to do that,” Flynn laughs as he pulls his huge cock out his boxers. Max and Ezra do the same, so I’m stood looking at three perfect cocks for a moment before they put them away and we carry on with the game like nothing happened.

  “Who’s next?” I ask, and Ezra presses the button. It lands on Ezra and me, with him choosing.

  “I have a dare, but I bet you won’t do it. I have a feeling you’re too innocent for it,” he says, with a small smirk.

  “What is it?” I ask, and he stands up, walking to me and offering me a hand. I slide my hand into his, and he helps me up, tugging me close to him. I place my hands on his chest to stop myself from falling, and he only smiles down at me like he planned that. He is really bloody handsome up close, with his dark eyes watching me for any sign of pulling away from him. When I don’t move, his lips turn up with a naughty grin before he slides his hand up my back, and moves his head next to mine.

  “I want you to kiss me and then my brothers,” he says as his lips brush against my ear. I tilt my head, looking up at him and move my lips seconds away from his, barely brushing my lips against his and then move away. I’m going to give them all ghosts of kisses and still do that dare. Ezra laughs, letting me go when he realises what I’m going to do.

  I look over to see Flynn and Max watching us from the sofa, both of them look a little shocked, but there’s something more in their gazes. I decide its best to kiss Max first, so I lean over the sofa and gently brush my lips against his, hearing his breath hitch, and then move away.

  “I hope you’re not forgetting me,” Flynn says, his voice sending shivers through me as I stand up and walk over to him. Flynn surprises me when I go to lean over him, by grabbing my hips and pulling me onto his lap, placing his head near mine. I don’t pause as I kiss him, the kiss going from the gentle brush of my lips against his to him taking over, sliding his hand into my hair and kissing me in a way I know I’ll never forget. When he pulls me that little bit closer, I can feel how turned on he is as he presses against me.

  “Elsie,” my mum’s voice shouts through the house, and I jump off Flynn’s lap, just as my mum gets to the bottom of the stairs and smiles as she walks over to me.

  “I thought we should catch up as John is sleeping,” she says, and I see her eyes wander around the group of us, the vodka, and most likely my flushed cheeks before blanking her expression.

  “Sure, mum,” I say walking over to her and trying to erase the fact I just kissed three guys, let alone the fact that they are my stepbrothers.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Elise

  “So, how have you been?” my mum asks as she sits down next to her at the kitchen’s small table. She is still dressed casually and looks even more relaxed than the last time I saw her.

  “Fine. I’ve been busy doing my usual university work. I got a part time job at a bar, but it closed down a month ago, and I haven’t found any work since then,” I say, and she nods, looking at me with a strange smile.

  “I can help you with money, and I’m sure your father would if you asked,” she tells me.

  “You know I like to do things my own way, and that includes working for my money.”

  “Fine, fine but you know I’m there for you,” she says, still smiling.

  “Right, cut the crap, what’s with the ‘happy wife’ routine you’re doing?” I ask, and she frowns.

  “It’s not a routine, I really like John. I love him, and he makes me happy,” she says.

  “Sure, so you’re finally settling down?” I ask her, not believing one bit of it.

  “Yes, and I want you to accept that. I’m not as young as I used to be, and I feel like I need more now. I want a husband who is my friend also, and that’s what John is.”

  “Right,” I reply dryly, but she doesn’t notice as she leans over and holds my hand.

  “Are you dating anyone?” she asks.

  “No, but thanks for the fake concern,” I say and pull my hand away.

  “Elsie, I know I’ve been a terrible mother to you. I was stupid to have never realised how difficult it must be when your mother is partying all the time and calling her daughter to save her,” she says, shocking me a little.

  “Not terrible but selfish,” I tell her, and she nods.

  “I’m trying to change. Can you give me this Christmas break to change?” she asks me, and I lean back in my chair sighing.

  “I guess,” I reply, and she smiles.

  “Be careful around your stepbrothers. I can see how handsome they are and how they look at you,” she warns me.

  “I don’t need a lesson in men from you, Mum,” I say and she nods.

  “Right, I’m going to sleep for a bit, but perhaps you should get to know your new stepbrothers a little better,” she says, and I mentally groan as I nod. I know them well enough, I know how they taste, and I want
to be as close as physically possible to them, but I doubt that’s what she means.

  I watch her walk out of the kitchen before placing my head in my hands, and then hearing the door open again. I look over as Flynn locks the kitchen door and walks over to me. He stops next to me, pulling a seat out and looking over at me.

  “What did she want to talk about?” he asks me, his voice drawing me in once again.

  “Why did you lock the door?” I ask, avoiding his question all together. He smirks, leaning back in his chair and watching me.

  “I want to kiss you again and not be interrupted,” he tells me, not sugar-coating what he wants, and some dark part of me likes it. I know this is a once in a lifetime chance, a chance to have some pleasure. I’ve been wanting a distraction for a while, a quick release without the stress of a relationship and that’s exactly what he could be. We could never be something serious, just some fun. Why the hell shouldn’t I enjoy myself?

  “What are you waiting for then?” I ask him, making his smile widen as he stands up off his chair, and I do the same. Flynn pulls me into his arms, kissing me like a starving man, and I run my fingers into his hair as he lifts me up. I hook my legs around his waist, letting him slide me onto the table before moving his hands down to the bottom of my jumper and starts pulling it up. I break away from the kiss to let him take it off me, and he throws it on the floor as he kisses me again. I moan as he pulls my bra down, unclipping it with his other hand and rubbing a finger over my hard nipples the moment they are free.

  “Lie back for me,” he whispers as he slowly kisses down my neck, and I lean back on my hands as he slowly licks a circle around one of my nipples. Flynn teases me slowly as he uses his hands to pull my leggings and underwear down my legs as I lift a little to help him.