Nativity: Festive Novella (Heart of Stone #11) by D. H. Sidebottom Page A

Although I was what Ava called, alpha , Kade was
usually the lead in our sex lives, but today, it was my turn.
    My fingers brushed Ava’s mound,
triggering a faint moan and a small circle of her hips to encourage me.
    “Mason!”
    Looking up at her, I smirked, noticing
the heat in her eyes, the blush on her cheeks. “Patience, baby.”
    I looked round her and over to Grace.
“Lift your skirt and open your legs.”
    She did as I asked, slowly bunching her
long, loose skirt in her hands, pulling it up and around her waist then slowly
shifting her legs apart, giving me a view of the white cotton covering her
pussy, arousal dampening the customary simple fabric.
    I sighed happily, bringing my gaze back
to the apex of Ava’s legs, noticing the sheen on her skin and the dampness
already trickling over her soft flesh, the scent of her arousal driving me
wild.
    Her head fell back when I slid a finger
across her groove, collecting her lust and slipping it in between my lips,
teasing my tongue with her taste.
    “Mmm,” I murmured, my body shivering
with the need coursing through my veins. “You taste of Kade’s cum and yours.”
    Her groans increased when I moved her
lips apart with my thumbs and circled her swollen clit with the tip of my
tongue, their combined climax now bursting wildly in my mouth, making my cock
throb until it was painful.
    Her fingers threaded through my hair,
her fist grasping and tugging me closer. She yelped when I sucked her clit
between my lips and tickled the tip, her hand screwing tighter. I pressed the
palms of my hands between her thighs to hold her legs open enough for me to
ravage her. She was vibrating above me, her whole body twitching and wriggling
as I tortured her under my tongue, her soft moans mixing with my groans of
satisfaction and when her thighs started to tremble, I slid a finger inside her
and stroked the little spot that always pushed her over the edge.
    “That’s it baby, give it me all.” I gazed up at her, watching as her
beautiful face morphed into something of pure rapture, her mouth open as her
orgasm ripped through her, my name bursting from her soft lips as her hands on
my head supported her weak legs.
     
    My gaze landed on Grace. Her hand was
inside her knickers, her fingers frantically rubbing as she watched me bring
Ava down slowly. Her eyes were hooded, her lips parted as she finger fucked
herself.
    Kade hadn’t moved from beside me, his
eyes on his wife, his large cock in his hand, his fist slowly sliding up and
down the long length.
    “Slide your knickers down, sweetheart,”
Kade encouraged her.
    She didn’t hesitate, pulling at them
with her spare hand and exposing her swollen pink flesh to us. Ava turned now
that her climax had died.
    “Oh no,” she said to Kade as she put a
hand on his arm. “She’s mine.”
    “Do I get anybody?” Kade pouted before a
lazy grin appeared and he slowly lowered his eyes to me.
    “You just had my wife,” I laughed. “I’ve
never known anyone who can get a fresh hard on as quick as you.”
    He shrugged. “What can I say, you’re all
too hot.” Couldn’t help but agree with him.
     
    Ava strolled across the room, her bare
backside swinging in front of me. I closed my eyes for a second, willing the
blood to stop putting so much pressure on my cock. “Fuck, baby. You have a fine
arse.”
    She winked at me over her shoulder
before she slipped onto her knees before Grace, palming her knees straight
away, opening her for Ava’s perusal. She leaned forward slowly, her eyes
secured on Grace’s.
    “Fuck,” Kade groaned from beside me when
Ava slid her tongue leisurely up Grace’s pussy, her tongue circling her clit at
the top then slowly gliding back down and dipping inside her.
    Grace’s head fell against the window,
her eyes struggling to remain open as she watched Ava worship her, her own
fingers twisting her nipples as she propped a foot on the edge of the window
seat, opening her even further.
    I couldn’t