Page 72 of Lords of Misrule
Rowan disappears for a moment and returns, handing me one washcloth and another to Finn. Finn cleans me up and then himself and I use the washcloth on my hands and down my neck to cool my skin where I’m flushed from the exertion and the warmth of the fire.
When I look up, Hudson’s already standing over me, stripped down and watching me like he’s about to consume me the moment he gets his hands on me. I start to get up on my knees, ready to take him in my mouth but he makes a noise.
“Lay back and spread your legs for me. I want to see how wet you are from letting them use you like that. The way you moan and whimper for them—I can barely take how good it is.”
I do as he asks, laying back on the rug and letting my thighs fall apart for him. His gaze darkens as his eyes run over my body, landing hard when he sees how wet I am.
“I need you, Hudson.”
It’s all I have to say and he’s on his knees a second later, his face between my thighs as his tongue slides over me, circling my clit before he repeats the process. I whimper and then bite down on lower lip, reaching for him and feeling the softness of his hair against my palm as he devours me. He’s so devoted in his task, he barely takes a breath. Not letting up until I’m begging to have him inside me and he finally relents. I turn my head, closing my eyes and trying to catch my own breath as his hands run over every inch of my skin.
His cock teases my clit before he slides inside me. I rock my hips desperate for the friction I need to chase my release. He leans over me, one hand wrapping around the base of my neck while he braces himself with the other. His mouth is just beneath my jaw, and he groans against my skin when he starts to fuck me slowly.
“I love you so much. You’re so fucking good to me. I want to feel how hard you come on my cock though, Duchess. Listen to you curse like you hate me.” He whispers just loud enough for me to hear.
He delivers on his earlier promise, fucking me slow and steady to torture me before he finally tightens his grip on my neck.
“Give me everything.” His tone demanding.
Those words from him are the little push I needed to fall over the edge, and I start to come, cursing and moaning for him as I beg him to finish me off.
“Oh fuck. My sweet girl.” He mutters and I hear his breath stutter as his own release hits him hard. He takes me in shallower passes, slowing his rhythm before he pulls out of me and falls down next to me on the rug.
He lays on his back, smiling as he takes deep breaths and then looks over at me.
“See, wasn’t that romantic?”
I grin and roll over onto his chest. “Dreadfully so.” I kiss his chin, and his hand cups under mine.
“You’re so gorgeous, Charlotte. I’m so lucky.We’reso lucky.” His eyes flick up to Rowan and Finn who are collapsed against the couch with heavy lids. Rowan offers the quirk of his brow and Finn gives me a lazy grin.
“Good thing we stole her away,” Finn muses.
“Best thing we’ve ever taken.” Hudson grins bright and kisses me.
I smile back at him for a moment and then sit up.
“All right. Showers, then bed. I vote we sleep in.”
“Seconded.” Hudson agrees with me as he stands. He grabs me a moment later, throwing me over his shoulder as he walks us to the bathroom. “But first, I get to help you shower.”
* * *
When I get out of the bathroom after the guys leave me to finish up, the three of them are lounging around the fireplace with hot cocoa and Finn stands to hand me my own mug.
“Extra marshmallows,” he says as he kisses my temple.
“Thank you.”
My heart is so full of these three that it’s hard to remember a time I wasn’t happy anymore.
“You’ve got some presents to open.” Hudson nods at three small boxes on the coffee table as I sit down on the couch between him and Rowan.
“We said we weren’t doing gifts this year…” I sigh as I shake my head. “I didn’t get you all anything yet.”
“It wouldn’t have been a surprise otherwise.” Rowan kicks his feet up on the table.
“Open them.” Finn hands me one of the boxes before he sits down on the chair.
