Page 99 of Hiding for the Holidays
I hear the crackle of flames and have to tilt my head to see Grant, laying out soft blankets on the ground in front of the fireplace.
“What are you doing?” I ask as Asher gently lays me down on them.
“What does it look like we’re doing?” Grant asks with a smirk. “We’re going to make love to you in front of the fire.”
“It’s romantic as shit,” Asher says, making me laugh.
He removes his shirt with one hand as I drool over the sight of him. Someone pulls my clothes off and it doesn’t take longbefore he’s laying on top of me, thrusting into me as I scream his name in ecstasy. “Asher!”
He looks feral as he thrusts into me. One hand supporting him beside my head while the other one flicks and pulls at my nipple, increasing my pleasure at lightning speed. "I can't… hold it…" I mumble as I feel myself ready to explode.
"Come for me, Rosie." His words have me screaming his name as my pussy convulses around him. His rhythm stutters then I feel him reach his own release inside me as I cling tightly to him. My body slowly stops shaking and he leans down to kiss me, I smile on his handsome face.
Before I can fully regain my breath, Grant flips me to my hands and knees as he plows into me from behind. The wet sounds our bodies make as they slap together has my orgasm rising much quicker than I thought possible. His fingers digging into my hips and holding me in place is something I never knew I liked, and when he grunts and I feel his own orgasm spill from him, it sets me off and I tighten around him as his name tears from my lips, “Grant!”
My body convulses for a minute until my arms finally lose any strength to hold myself up, my upper body collapsing to the bed as I try to catch my breath. Grant slowly pulls out of me and lowers me to my side. He moves over me and dips his head, kissing me gently. He takes his time, exploring my mouth as if he has all the time in the world. He strokes my face and his fingers slide into my hair and somehow, his tenderness starts to make me grow needy again. As if my body knows I have one more man I need to feel inside me.
Next I find myself seated on a naked Leo, who's sprawled out on his back on the blankets. At first he uses his hands on my hips to help guide my movement, but once I start riding him hard, setting my own pace for pleasure, his hands move to my breasts and his fast fingers help pull another release fromme. “Leo!” I gasp as he thrusts up into me and fills me with his cum.
“Fuck, baby, you’re incredible,” he groans through his own orgasm. I collapse on top of him and he gently strokes my back as we stare at the crackling fire.
“I think this might be the best day of my life,” I whisper quietly.
His arms tighten around me as he whispers, “Me, too.”
“When my mom passed, I wasn’t sure I’d even feel true happiness again. I felt guilty, as if by being happy when she’s not here, I’m dishonoring her memory.”
“But you know that’s not true, right?” Grant asks from where he’s seated at my side, stroking my back softly. “She would want you to be happy.”
I nod as a happy tear slips from my eye. “Yeah, I know. That’s all a mother ever wants, for her children to be happy.”
I tilt my head to look at Grant and Asher as I smile fondly. “You guys saved me.”
“You think we saved you, but you have no idea how much you saved us,” Grant tells me.
I roll my eyes and he nods. “It’s true. We were sort of adrift before you came into our lives. Not really living, just existing from one day to the next. You saw Iron Oaks, that was a good representation of how our lives were. Existing and not thriving. Not living like we are now, with you here.”
Did I really do that for them?
I lift a hand up for Grant and squeeze it in a silent thanks.
“I love you, all of you.”
He kisses my knuckles as they all mirror my words back to me.
I take a deep breath and close my eyes, knowing now what true happiness feels like. It’s feeling loved and appreciated for who you are. Being loved and loving unconditionally. Everyonehas to deal with loss and heartache, bad times and hardships. But it’s how you get through those that shapes your character, that make you who you are.
You can let the bad times and hurt get you down and keep you there, or you can pull up your big girl panties, take a breath and know that you have the strength to get through it, to take it one day at a time and create a better, happier life for yourself.
After all, your happily ever after is waiting for you out there somewhere, you just have to find it.
Epilogue Rosalie
Rosalie
One year and one day later
“Try this one, Leo.” I hold up a soft gingerbread cookie and he takes a bite of it from my hand.
