Page 23 of Four Fiances & I

“Come on, let's see if we can think of a name as we walk.” Maximus holds out his hand, and I happily take it, so we walk around hand in hand, laughing at all the ridiculous names we can think of, ending the day happier than I have ever been at Christmas.

ChapterTen

JASMINE

As much as I love my men and our lives together, sometimes I like nothing more than to lock myself away to enjoy a book in peace. So that’s what I’m doing. I’m curled up on my bed with Embry, the puppy. Of course, I had to pick a name fromTwilightas I read a new book on my Kindle underneath a new blanket Jason gave me at Christmas.

I’m absentmindedly scratching Embry’s head when there’s a knock at my bedroom door. Embry instantly starts barking and jumps from the bed, or more like flops off it, and rushes for the door.

“It’s open!” I call, turning to face the door as Sean walks in and grabs the puppy before he can run out. “Why do you all knock before entering?” I ask as I move to sit up a little more and rest my back against the headboard.

“Because we promised you this would be your safe space, somewhere you can go when you need some time to yourself,” Sean answers as he steps around the puppy whilst trying to get to the bed.

“But you all tell me off if I knock before entering your rooms. What if you guys want some time to yourself?”

Sean sits on the side of the bed as he reaches over and tucks a piece of hair behind my ear.

“Your time is divided between the four of us; why would we not jump at any time we get with you alone?” Leaning in, he kisses my lips while smiling. “I, for one, never want you to feel like you need to knock before entering. If you want or need me, you come and find me. I don’t care what I’m doing or how tired I am. It’s not my room; it's our room, and I will never stop you from being in it.”

Tucking my legs underneath me, I lean forward to wrap my arms around Sean's neck.

“You always know the right thing to say,” I point out with a smile before brushing my lips against his. “I think I might marry you before someone else snatches you up.”

With a primal growl, Sean pounces, startling a scream from me as he pushes me onto the bed and leaps over me, so I’m pinned between the covers and his hard, muscular body.

“No one would ever be able to snatch me away from you, Princess, and you know it.” lifting my hips, I rub against his growing bulge, milking another growl from his throat.

“Is that so, Daddy?” I tease whilst grinding up against him again. He closes his eyes briefly before burying his head against my shoulder.

“This is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.” The way he groans against my neck causes my body to freeze and my smile to vanish.

Sean lifts his head and looks down at me as I frown at him.

“What is?” I ask, all my old securities rushing to the surface. Sean must realise where my mind has gone as he cups my face and presses a soft kiss to my lips.

“Not fucking you until we break this bed,” he sighs against my lips before standing up, leaving me lying on the bed and feeling a little rejected. “But Christian is waiting for us.”

I know better than to make him wait; it always puts him in a bad mood, especially when he has places to be and people to shout at.

“Fine,” I sigh dramatically as Sean reaches down and pulls me to my feet. Wrapping his arm around my waist, holding me against him, he thrusts his fingers into the hair at the back of my head and tightens his hold so I can feel him everywhere.

“Spend tonight with me, and I promise I will make it up to you, Princess.” Looking deep into his eyes, I can’t find my words, so I nod with the biggest smile. His lips capture mine, and for a moment, he takes my breath away. How is a girl meant to say no when his kisses alone have my thighs tightening and my sex clenching?

Too soon, he pulls away, grinning, knowing exactly what he does to me. Removing his arm from around my waist, he takes my hand and pulls me towards the door.

“Come on, pup,” he calls, opening the door, and Embry follows us onto the landing.

The three of us make our way downstairs, and Sean guides us towards Christian’s office.

“What does he want to see me about?” I ask, quickly running through the last twenty-four hours in my head, wondering if I’ve done something I shouldn’t.

“You’ll see,” Sean answers, smiling as he opens the door.

Embry rushes past us, heading straight for Christian and yapping happily. Christian is in front of his desk with his phone in his hand. He looks so freaking sexy standing there with his free hand in his black trouser pocket, his dark grey shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbow. Instead of wearing a tie today, his top two buttons are undone, adding to the hot factor. Whenever I see him looking like the hard-ass businessman he is, I have to remind myself that he’s mine and no one will ever take him from me.

“Sweetheart.” Christian's eyes go from mine to Embry, who is still trying to get his attention, signalling me to deal with him.

“I’ll let him out.”

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