Tangled in Tinsel (The More the Merrier, #1)

by Trilina Pucci

“I like you used.”

“Oooo, yes, wine please. I love you.” What the fuck did I say?

I blink, stunned by my own words. I didn’t mean that I loved him. Obviously, but it’s awkward now that his dick’s been in my ass.

Cole nuzzles my hair, pressing a kiss to my temple. I bite my lip as he says, “Think of it as proof of life since we’ve spent two days murdering your pussy.”

I turn around with my coffee cup in hand to see Alec’s smiling face. “Hi,” I whisper. “The sun’s almost up, gorgeous. Follow me. I have something I’ve been meaning to show you.”

“We’ve never done this, sweetheart…spent more than one night with a woman. We barely know the women we—” I feel the frown, so I know he sees it. But he smirks. “Let’s just say that this—our time here with you—is unexplored territory.”

“Do you wish we could explore it, though?”

“Yeah,” he whispers, pulling me against him, turning us toward the window as the room illuminates with the most vibrant pinks and oranges as the sunrise makes its grand entrance. “I do, Samantha.”

“I knew we shouldn’t have agreed to let you keep her busy. I’m going to leave you outside to fucking freeze to death if that girl comes without my cock inside her.”

“Looks like Daddy’s mad. Sunshine, would you like to see how he’ll punish you for being bad?” He bites the inside of my thigh. “Because I would.”

“You better hurry, Cole. Reed is very good at being bad.”

“Fuck me. I’m going to kill him,” someone outside the room groans, then Jace’s voice makes me shiver. “Cutie, don’t listen to Cole. I might come just hearing you. Don’t hold back…I wanna hear every fucking lick and moan.”

“Don’t come yet, sunshine. I want to feel it happen.”

“Gimme. I want that pussy to cry for me.”

“Look at me,” he says quietly.

“You feel so good.” He swallows. “Sunshine…you…this…”

“I wish—” I could keep all of you.

“You wish?” he presses. “Say it, sunshine. Tell me what you wish.” Don’t. You’ll ruin this. “I wish for another day. Just one more,”

“Come on, sunshine. Fun’s over. We’ve got a surprise for you…it is the eve of Christmas Eve, after all.”

“You built me a grown-up-sized fort.” He grins. “Technically, they built it while I made you come.”

“Cutie, you were so disappointed about the possibility of missing out on your tradition, we thought we’d bring it to you.”

“There’s a television inside. For all your Christmas movie needs. And your sister is waiting for you to FaceTime her. She’s been waiting most of the day, but we didn’t want to wake you.”

“This is… I don’t know what to say… You are the sweetest men. Thank you.”

“Merry Christmas, baby.”

“So, are you going to tell me what’s on your mind?”

“Nothing.” I grin.

“Oh, come on, I may not have history with you, but here’s what I know from this weekend. When you’re nervous, you ramble.” I chuckle, snuggling closer as he speaks, even though my arms are folded against my chest. “And when you’re thinking, you’re quiet, you lock yourself away with your thoughts. But wild thoughts are always going on insi...

“You, cutie, are an o...

“That’s funny. My whole life, I’ve been told the opposite. My sister alway...

“Then I’m happy you let your guard down. Because you’re prett...

“What are you doing to me? My head is fucked-up over you.”

“Mine too,”

“I want you…I—”

“Fuck me,” I rasp. “I want you inside of me, Jace.” “Samantha,”

We’re writhing against each other as another hand squeezes my ass, and I feel a hard cock grind against it. “Cole,” I say in a whoosh of breath, feeling Jace push his dick inside me. Cole growls in my ear, “Looks like I woke up just in time to fuck this sweet little ass again.” “Yes, please,” I rasp.

“Pull out,” Cole grunts.

“Relax for him, baby,” Jace whispers

“It’s the doorbell,” I say, almost angry. Cole hands me his shirt. “Cover up, baby.”

“I take it we’ve been sprung from snow jail?” Alec clears his throat. “It would seem so. The chief said they’ve finished most of the mountain.”

“But are the roads still icy?” Cole shakes his head, cutting me off quickly. “No. It’s all good, Samantha. We can leave whenever we’d like. It’s our choice, now.” “Oh.”

alec

I never thought in a million years that not one of us would have enough fucking balls to tell the girl we liked her.

Jace’s voice follows me. “What now?” Reed clears his throat before answering. “Now we pack up. And get out of here.” Jace crosses his arms. “Are we really pretending we’re not rocked by that shit? By that girl? We all just turned into a bunch of jackasses.” Cole’s jaw tenses. “We made a deal, Jace. And the deal is done. If she wanted to amend it, we gave her plenty of room to do that. Not crossing a line she set doesn’t make us jackasses.” “Bullshit,” Jace spits. “We should’ve said something. Given her the option at least.” “For what?” Reed bellows, throwing his hands in the air. “To date us? Have you even thought about how that would work? Because I fucking have. Who goes first? Who does she introduce to her family? Her friends? Or do we just show up together because that won’t cause a scene? The weekend is over, J. It doesn’t matter how we feel. We’re going home. And then you can find a little piece to bury your dick in and get over it.”

“She’s one of a kind.” He says nothing but he doesn’t have to. So I keep talking. “The weekend was always going to be enough…or not. We knew that going in.” Cole huffs a laugh. “We’re fucked, Alec. Because if there’s a possibility to keep her…I’m not so sure I’m willing to share. And I’d venture to bet we’d each say the same.”

“Then I guess negotiations should start in the car…where we can’t kill each other.”

Cole: Home? Jace: You good? Reed: Proof of life? Naked pics, preferably. Alec: Got home safe?

“I call bullshit. Those guys are interested. You sooo predictably read them wrong.”

“I know they like me, Elle. But…I like them. Emphasis on them. And they don’t do that.”

“You know, sometimes you’re halfway decent, and I almost like you.” My sister’s face stills, eyes growing wide. “What?” I tease. “This is your one compliment a year.” Her smile starts to grow and something about it makes my stomach start to flip. Her eyes dart back to mine, holding me hostage as she says, “If you have ever taken any advice from me, now is the time.” My voice sounds as terrified as I am as I draw out, “Whyyy?” “Because they’re here,” she whispers. “All four of them.”

“This is your moment. Say what you want, bitch. You want them? Then get them. But make them work for it.”