Snow and Seduction: A Steamy Reverse Harem Winter Collection

by Amanda Rose

  "Yes." I reply, and he just nods at me. I sigh, for some reason expecting a little bit more of a reaction from him. Then he tosses the part on the floor where it hits with a hard thunk, and I jump slightly. He gets up, walks over to me, and takes my hand, pulling me toward the door that leads into the house. I hear Magnus chuckle behind us.

  Warren takes me inside, and walks right up the stairs and to the bathroom that I missed yesterday. It was the one on the other side of the hallway, across from Killian's room. It's also a lot bigger than a guest bathroom has any right to be. Black, marble tiles cover the large shower, encased in frosted glass. Black and white checkers cover the floor. He shuts the door behind him. I'm so caught up in checking out the amazing bathroom, that I don't notice he's stripped down behind me. I'm studying the raised black sinks, and jump when I hear the shower start. I turn, and he's already climbed in, leaving the glass door open. Am I supposed to join him? I hesitate or a moment before stripping down myself, piling my clothes neatly on the counter. I'm not sure why I even bothered getting myself pretty, just to climb in the shower. I pause in front of the stall and see his trim muscular frame all soaped up, bubbles gliding slowly over the tight muscles of his back. His head is under the faucet, so I get a perfect view of his firm ass. He turns around and sees me, and flashes me his trademark smirk. The one slightly naughtier than his brothers. He nods his head for me to join him. He helps me in the shower, and pulls me into his arms. Not even bothering to slide the door closed. The water washes over us as he pulls my head back gently and kisses my neck. I wrap my arms around his slick body and enjoy the sensation of his kisses and the warm water washing over us. He stops, and looks into my eyes, studying me.

  "Did he hurt you?" He asks. We both know he's referring to Killian.

  "Just my feelings and my pride, but that's nothing." I say, not really in the mood to discuss this. Warren is the kind of person that can't push anything aside until it's dealt with.

  "Don't ever dismiss how you feel. Everything you think and feel emotionally is as important as how you feel physically. Did he hurt you?" He asks again. This time I take a moment to really ponder the question. Did he? I shake my head.

  "No, I'm made of stronger stuff than that." I reply. He smiles. A real smile this time, and it sends my heart fluttering.

  "Can I fuck you?" He asks. His sensuous tone doesn't match his blunt words.

  "Yes." I barely get the word out, and he's kissing me again. He turns me around, so my back is to his chest, and I'm facing the water. I expect him to go right for the prize, but he surprises me again.

  He reaches for a bottle of body wash, and squirts some in his hands, then proceeds to lather me up, massaging my body as he goes. Starting with my back, rubbing my shoulders and neck, then slowly down my spine until he reaches my ass. His magic hands start to massage my ass checks; the water cascading down my back rinses the soap from me as he goes. Then he drops to his knees and bites one of my cheeks, making me squeal in surprise. He laughs, and does it again. This time I moan, as he pushes me forward slightly, so I bend forward exposing my pussy to him. I wait for his mouth on my pussy, but he surprises me again, by licking my asshole; I gasp, but enjoy the sensation. He kneads my ass with his hands, as his tongue moves to my waiting pussy, licking the moisture pooling there. He slides his tongue between my lips, making long, deep, methodical strokes. Then, I feel his thumb pressed on the entrance to my ass and tense for a moment. I forget about what he's doing when his other hand finds my clit and starts to rub. I melt at his touch, and then, he slowly and carefully slides his thumb into my ass. I cry out at the sensation, resting my head on the cold marble tile of the shower wall. It feels amazing, and I push back, wanting more.

  "I promise to finish this later, but I just needed a taste before I fuck you." He abruptly stands behind me, then I feel his cock twitch against my cunt. I'm still leaning forward into the wall, and he pulls me back into him so that his cock is now between my legs. He kisses my neck, and rubs my clit. Just as I'm ready to let myself go, he spins me around, so I'm facing him. The look in his eyes is sinfully romantic. He's hiding a romance novel behind those eyes and that cocky smirk. He leans forward and kisses me again. Then suddenly, the water shuts off. Warren growls in frustration, and it's then I remember the shower door is open. I look over Warren’s shoulder, and Magnus is standing at the entrance; his arm wet from reaching in and turning the water off.

  "Was that necessary?" Warren growls out, then turns to face Magnus. Magnus laughs a deep, jovial laugh, and I can't help but laugh as well.

  "Yes, it was. I have no intention of letting you have all the fun with her." Magnus says, and steps back so Warren and I can climb out of the shower. Mag wraps me in a large, fluffy towel. Even their damn towels are luxurious.

  "Where is mine?" Warren asks.

  "Get your own towel." Magnus growls out, and then pulls me into his chest, leaning down to smell me. "She smells like you, you damn bastard."

  Warren is still naked and dripping, and just shrugs. "I had to mark my territory somehow." He winks.

  "Well, thank you for not pissing on my leg." I say. Both men pause to look at me, then burst into laughter.

  "No promises next time, gorgeous." Warren managed to get out between laughs, and pulls a towel down from a shelf. I peek at his still very erect dick. So close. Magnus laughs into my hair.

  "Don't worry; you'll still get to feel his cock inside of you. I just wanted to be a part of the fun." His soft voice purrs into my ear. Before I can fully understand what he has just said, he scoops me up and carries me out of the bathroom, leaving a cursing Warren behind us. He carries me down the long hallway and then kicks open the door across from Will's. His room is rustic and full of greens and black. He tosses me onto his large bed, and I bounce once, towel flying open. He's closing the door, when Warren comes barreling through, pushing it open before he can shut it. I tense up expecting a fight, but both men are grinning. This is all a game. I instantly relax.

  "Where were we?" Warren asks, then drops his towel. I look over to Magnus, and he's stripping out of his clothes. I shake my head, this can't be happening. Two threesomes in two days? What a way to end six months of celibacy. I turn back to Warren as he's climbing on the bed, and I open my legs. My pussy is throbbing with excitement, and I need him to help me release all the built-up tension he caused in the shower. He climbs between my legs, and presses his cock at my entrance.

  "Don't tease me anymore, jackass." I say, and I hear Magnus laugh. I look over and see him in all of his naked glory. Fuck, he’s ripped. My Viking god with his sculpted body and long, blonde hair. Warren could write the romance novel, and Magnus could be on the cover.

  "I aim to please, Cadence." Warren whispers into my ear, and then thrusts into me. I cry out in surprise pleasure, and glance over to Magnus, curious to see what he's doing. He's currently stroking his cock, slowly, while watching us.

  "Look at me, let me fuck you. Then you can take him next." Warren says, breaking my trance staring at Mag. I look into his hungry eyes, and he leans down and kisses me, picking up the pace of his thrusts, filling me deeply with himself. He becomes more frantic, and forceful, and him crying out in pleasure, ready to explode. Then I feel a large hand on my breast and open my eyes to see Magnus leaning on the bed next to me. One hand rubbing me, the other rubbing his cock. That sight is enough to send me over the edge, and I scream as I orgasm around Warren. I wait for him to finish, but instead, he pulls out, and then Magnus takes his place, with his mouth. The sensation is nearly overwhelming after the intense orgasm I just had with Warren.

  "You taste like magic." He whispers into me. I can't even respond from all the pleasure.

  "I think we broke her." Warren says, and I look up at him. He's stroking his cock, and watching Magnus lick my pussy clean.

  "Please, I can't take anymore." I manage to get out. Magnus gets up, and positions himself next to me, leaning his back against the headboard. Warren helps me up and lays me
across Magnus’s chest and I straddle his waist. Slowly, he enters me. He's bigger than the others, and I feel myself stretched to capacity. I rest my head on his chest and let myself give into the sensation. He begins to move his cock back and forth, slick with my cum from Warren. I'm losing myself, when I feel another love bite on my ass.

  “Warren!” I moan into Magnus's chest, as he runs his hands through my wet hair, pulling slightly, so my head goes back, and then, he kisses me. As he's thrusting, I feel Warren's tongue on the entrance to my ass again and cry out. The sensation of his wet tongue, and the thought of him doing it while another man's cock is thrusting inside of me sends me over the edge, again. My pussy clenches around Magnus, and I cry out as I ride out my orgasm. Magnus explodes inside of me, and I collapse on his chest. I look back at Warren and see him intensely stroking his cock.

  "Cum in my mouth." I say, and he looks startled for a moment, then smirks, and walks on his knees over to me. I lift my head up, and take him in my mouth, tasting myself all over him. It doesn't take long for him to explode; I lick him clean. I don't remember much more, exhaustion takes hold, and I drift off to sleep.

  CHAPTER NINE

  A gentle hand sweeps across my face, sweeping my hair aside and tickling my face. I groan, not wanting to wake up quite yet.

  "Just a few more minutes." I mumble. Then I hear a soft laugh. A soft, male laugh...that is not Lyric. Reality slams into me, sobering up my sleepy mind. I open my eyes to the kind amber eyes of Forrest. He's lying next to me on the bed, head propped in one hand, his other hand slowly running through my tangled hair, piece by piece.

  "You should probably put this up before you fall asleep." He says, then gives my hair a playful tug.

  "I don't even remember falling asleep." I grumble, and then, I’m interrupted by a big yawn. Forrest just chuckles. I take a moment to take in his boy-next-door good looks, and picture-perfect smile. He has one dimple on the left side of his face. It reminds me of his two, sexy, back dimples, and I remember the night we shared with Will. Just how exactly did I end up here, in this house, with these stunning men with such large, sexual appetites and such a willingness to share? I have so many questions.

  "Are you hungry, sleepy head?" He asks. My stomach growls in response. Nope, that's not embarrassing at all. "I'll take that as a yes. Come on, let's go downstairs and I'll make you some food." He says, then gently kisses my forehead. I close my eyes and savor the tender moment between us. I know this dream will end soon, and I want to remember every small detail when it's over.

  "You're so beautiful." He says; his normally soft voice has grown deeper, and lust filled. I look into his eyes again. They're darker and more intense. I open my mouth to say something, but he reaches me before I can, covering it with his own. He scoots closer, so our bodies press together, and cradles my chin in his hand while he slowly traces my lips with his tongue. I return his kiss, and he surprises me with by nipping my bottom lip with his teeth. I moan into his mouth in response, and his becomes deeper and more ravenous. This is a side I want to explore more of. His kiss alone has us both panting with desire; his body presses against mine, and I can feel the length of him harden against me. I wrap one leg around him, trying to get my center as close to him as possible. He pulls my leg around him and traces his hand along my thigh, until he reaches my ass and gives it a firm squeeze. It's then I realize, I'm completely naked under a fuzzy, throw blanket someone must have placed over me. Before things get any more exciting, the sound of someone clearing their throat enters from the doorway.

  "I send you up here to bring our girl down for dinner, and you're up here getting ready to devour her instead. Though, I can't say I blame you." Warren's voice gets deeper with his last sentence. Forrest smiles against my lips. Wait, did he say our girl?

  "Busted." He whispers, and I giggle.

  "Come on, tonight is our night with her, we agreed." Warren scolds. Agreed? I pull away from Forrest and look between him and Warren in confusion.

  "Agreed on what exactly?" I ask, curious.

  "Something we would like to discuss with you together." Warren says, with his cocky smirk appearing. Forrest gets up and adjusts his jeans which are now showing his sizeable hard package.

  "Get that weapon out of here!" Warren jokes. Forrest just shakes his head and reaches over to the table next to the bed, handing me my stack of neatly folded clothes that was sitting on it. I notice he's a lot quieter around everyone but me. I thank him, and he leaves, brushing past Warren in the doorway.

  "Do you need any help, Sugar?" Warren asks, with a wink. Now, it's my turn to shake my head at him.

  "Tempting, but I think I can handle it." I say.

  “We'll be downstairs when you're ready. He says, then leaves, shutting the door behind him with a soft click. I throw the blanket off me, and instantly fall in love with it. It's purple and covered in Jack Skellington heads wearing Santa hats. I am claiming this as mine, and it's so coming with me when I leave!

  Once I'm dressed and manage to get my hair into a top knot, I head toward the downstairs wrapped in my new, fuzzy treasure. I pause at the window in the hallway at the top of the stairs. I wonder how long I've been asleep, because it's dark outside. I take a moment to admire all of the twinkling lights of the city spread out below. As crazy and intense as this city is, it can be so peaceful. I take one last breath and head downstairs. I have a lot of questions that I need answers to.

  I cross through the entryway and into the kitchen, and my mouth waters as my nose fills with the delicious scent of pizza! My stomach growls so loud, I'm pretty sure all the guys hear it and turn around to see me. Forrest and Will are in the living room sitting down and eating, and Magnus and Warren are in the kitchen piling food on their plates. They're all looking at me, and I'm suddenly overwhelmed with feelings for them all. I've only known them for days, yet I feel like I couldn't live without any of them. The sex has been amazing too.

  "I see you like my blanket." Warren says. I was not expecting that at all. I assumed it was Will’s or Forrest's with their more playful personalities.

  "It's mine now." I say and wander into the kitchen. Magnus laughs.

  "Good luck with that! He's had that since he was -" Warren interrupts him by tossing a celery stick at him and hitting him in his broad chest. It bounces off and lands right in his plate. Magnus just scowls at him. I have got to hear more of this story later. Right now, I need food! I grab a large, ceramic plate and start piling with pineapple covered pizza; my absolute favorite. Then I see the wings and grab several of the spiciest ones. I manage to fit a ranch cup on there, then turn to head to the living room to join the other two guys. Then, I turn back around, grabbing one more slice of pizza and shoving it in my mouth as I walk into the living room. I sit my plate on the coffee table, and then sit on the couch between Will and Forrest. I realize I've forgotten something to drink when I see their soda's sitting there in black coasters. I look up to ask the guys to grab me one, and notice them all staring at me.

  "What?" I ask, mouth full of pizza.

  "Hungry, then?" Will asks.

  "I've got the same as you all?"

  "Exactly, I've never seen a woman eat so much." Warren says from the kitchen. Magnus slaps the back of his head, and I start laughing.

  "You guys apparently have never exhausted a woman as much as me then. I'm fucking starving!" Forrest starts laughing so hard he snorts next to me. Warren and Mag both walk out and sit down on the couch next to this one.

  “So, we have a few things to discuss.” Warren says, way too matter of fact for the situation. Everyone looks at him.

  "I really suck at this. Someone else?" He looks to Will on the other side of me. I turn my head to look at Will as well. He rolls his eyes.

  “Why am I always the damn mouth of the operation?” He asks, lightheartedly.

  “Because you have the biggest mouth.” Warren spits back.

  “I’ve got the biggest coc -” He’s interrupted when a celery stick hits
face. He scowls at Warren but continues. “We've always kind of shared girls before. Well, not all four of us at once, but Forrest and I have been with girls before, and Warren and Magnus have been. But strictly on a sexual basis. Killian, obviously, never has. His needs are a bit different than ours, and most girls run screaming once he starts with them. He needs a special kind of woman, as I'm afraid you may have already noticed." A chill runs down my spine, but I can't decide if it embodies fear or excitement.

  "The four of us have been discussing you and the situation we're finding ourselves in now." He continues. Now, I'm really curious." We would like to pursue a relationship with you. Not a purely sexual one, but an actual relationship with you." I'm not sure what to say, so I just stare into his playful, green eyes and wait for someone else to say something.

  "Sunshine, you don't have to do anything you don't want to.” Magnus again.

  "What does that mean, exactly? You all take turns with me or something?" I ask.

  "It means," Forrest's wise-beyond-his-years voice answers, "We see where this goes, how this works. Figure out any bumps in the road as we go along. Date, but all of us as a unit, and one on one. We like you, and we would like to keep you around." He says. I sit for a moment. It's a lot to take in. What would everyone think of me? I remember my mom’s words and smile. Fuck it, why not?

  "I'm in." I say, and then grab my plate and shove a slice of pizza in my mouth. They all sit stunned, before Warren finally speaks up.

  "You heard the lady. Let's fucking eat." He says, then starts digging into his food.

  "So, what are we watching? Another Christmas movie?" I ask, nodding to the giant TV mounted on the wall.

  "Yeah, definitely a Christmas movie. It's Will and I's favorite." Warren says, then hits a button on the remote. The menu for A Christmas Horror Movie pops up. Magnus and Forrest groan, but I'm bouncing with excitement!