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My Mate Was Buried at Christmas, So His Three Brothers Claimed Me novel · Chapter 21 of 24

Chapter 21: The Plank Table

The last lantern had barely rounded the bend in the hill when Alexis lifted me onto the table.

The pack had stayed until one in the morning.

They had drunk cider, eaten taffy off the snow, and sung until the shack rang.

Not one of them had said a word about my sticky hair or the fur robe folded wrong on the bench.

Now the four of us were alone with the dying fire and eleven feet of oiled maple.

"My table," Alexis said, with his hands on my hips. "My bench, my plank, my woman, finally on it."

"Your woman?"

"Mine and theirs and yours. I'm getting carried away."

"Get carried away," I said. "Lay me down."

He laid me on my back on the plank with my hips at the edge.

The wood was smooth and cool under my skin.

Hugo knelt on the boards between my knees.

He pushed my thighs apart and looked, and the lantern flashed on his glasses.

"I've been thinking about this since September," Alexis said, over my head. "How good you'd look."

He stood at the head of the table and took both my wrists in one hand.

He drew them above my head and pressed them flat to the maple.

"Stay," he said.

I shivered all the way down.

"Make me."

His grin went wicked.

Hugo put his mouth on me.

He was slow and exact.

He licked my clit in a steady circle that had learned me over a hundred nights.

His fingers slipped inside and found the place without hesitating.

I arched against Alexis's grip and could not move my arms.

"That's it," Alexis said. "Look how she shakes. Look how wet she is."

Remy came to my side.

He bent and took my nipple into his mouth, and his beard rasped the soft skin, and I cried out.

I was held down at the wrists, eaten from below, and sucked from above, and my pleasure rose too fast to catch.

"Oh, God. I'm going to."

"Do it," said Hugo, his mouth against me. "I want to feel it."

I came on his tongue with a shout that rattled the tin cups on the wall.

My hips ground into his face, and he held on and rode it out.

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