Bunnies and Bowties (Holidate #2)

by S.N. Moor

She likes straight laced lawyers and I love four tattooed sex gods who own a nightclub.

Fuck me sideways and call me Santa, because shit. I think I just spritzed in my panties. He has a beard now and looks

Hashtag newkinkunlocked. A sexier version of the Mortal Kombat theme song plays in the background of my mind while my Madame Kink avatar cheers at the new level I’ve gained. Purchase of whips, chains, handcuffs and a black leather one piece now available. But wait, there’s more. That sneaky little bastard gift with purchase is there, too. A ball gag!

“You’re our little bunny and no one else’s. If another man sees your naked body, I will cut his eyes out and serve them to him on a fucking platter.”

Jax grabs under my chin. “Not with you. You are ours.”

Callum spins me around, so I’m facing him. “You’re never leaving us again.” Knox grabs me. “And if you even think about leaving-” Emmett spins me around, so I’m facing him. “We’ll burn down the world to find you.”

Fucking show me the money. You get a pussy view. You get a pussy view. You all get pussy views!!!

Nothing like being two dicks deep with an accidental video chat from your BFF.

“I’m going to need you to shut the fuck up and take our cocks like a good girl.”