Gifted To His Dad: Christmas Novella
Gifted To His Dad: Chapter 18

Eve

Cole’s still sleeping soundly when I slip out from under the covers, sliding one of his large gray T-shirts over my head. I can’t even remember when I fell asleep. All I know is it started with Valentine’s Day dinner and ended with all of us in bed. I’ve been beyond stressed with studying, and both men have been doing everything they can to take care of me. I swear it’s like they think I’m a princess, and I haven’t had to lift a finger in the months since I moved in with them. It’s taken some time to get used to since it’s the complete opposite of what I’m used to. Somehow, they make it feel natural, which has helped me immensely.

I pad my way into the kitchen, following the low, gruff sound of Griffin’s voice. At this point, I could recognize it in a crowd with my eyes closed. There’s something in the way it makes me feel that’s indescribable. I peek around the corner and freeze. I thought Griffin was on the phone, but his assistant is here, an iPad in his hand as he checks things off.

I’m about to flee into the privacy of our room when Griffin’s attention turns to me, his lips quirking up into a warm smile.

“Morning, Baby Girl. Had a good sleep?”

I can feel my cheeks heating as I glance at Glenn, Griffin’s long-term assistant, and back to the man I love. “Uh…yeah… I’m sorry to interrupt.”

Griffin’s brows pull low, and he gestures for me to come toward him. For a brief second, I think about what would happen if I defied him but disregard it when his eyes turn dark. I’ll leave that for another time.

Entirely too aware of the fact I’m only wearing a shirt, I walk to Griffin, grateful that the island is between us and Glenn. At least my important bits are covered. I’m still tugging my shirt down when he slides his coffee toward me.

“It’s okay. I can just make my own.”

“Why would you do that? This one’s hot and ready.” Griffin’s arms bracket me, his warm chest pressing against my back.

It hasn’t been long since I noticed Griffin’s changed how he makes his coffee to be the same as me, and it’s not the first time he’s given me his. At this point, it seems like that’s been his intention all along. Lost in our own little world, I almost miss Glenn saying good morning.

“M…morning.” I give him a shy smile, still uncomfortable to be out here with him while I’m dressed this way. I’ve noticed Griffin likes to push my limits with an audience. I’ll have to ask him if it’s a kink or something.

Soft lips press against the top of my head.

“Continue.” Griffin’s chest reverberates over my back as he speaks to his assistant, distracting me more with each word.

Glenn ticks off items one by one. “You have a meeting at ten with the CEO of MRS Tech. An eleven o’clock with the manager of logistics. You have a half-hour break for lunch. I’ll need you to review and sign some documents during that time. At twelve, you have a meeting with…”

His voice fades out as rough fingers trail up the back of my thighs, sending a shiver in their wake. Heat floods me as Griffin’s hand moves until he’s teasing the edge of my panties before dipping under and gripping my ass. He kneads the muscle, all the while speaking calmly to his assistant like he’s not driving me absolutely crazy.

I gasp when his hand cups my bare core, sliding through where I’m wet.

I try to cover it with a cough. “Sorry, coffee went down the wrong pipe.”

Griffin’s chuckle fans over my neck, causing my already heated body to ignite. I need him to stop what he’s doing to me before I start begging for more.

My hips rock back against my will, and he groans before saying, “Clear my day.”

“I’m sorry, sir?” Glenn replies in disbelief.

“I won’t be going in today.” Griffin punctuates the sentence, thrusting his fingers in deep. “I have other plans.”

“But—”

My underwear is being pushed down my thighs.

“That’s all. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Griffin’s tone leaves no room for discussion.

“Ah…okay, sir. I’ll take care of it.” It’s clear he thinks it’s an impossible task, but he doesn’t argue. He averts his eyes and says on his way out, “Ms. Eve. Have a good day.”

The second he’s out the door, Griffin drops to his knees behind me, pressing his palm into my back until my stomach touches the cool marble. His tongue runs up my seam as he tastes me.

He hums. “You’re already so wet for me.”

I’m rocking back into him when he stands, sitting me on the counter and removing my shirt. He slides his thumb over his bottom lip.

“How the fuck did we get so lucky?” he says before capturing my nipple in his mouth, causing me to arch further into his touch.

“Can I join?” Cole asks from behind us.

Griffin pulls back. “Already got her ready for you.”

“Good, I’m hungry,” Cole replies and lifts me off the counter, pulling a giggle from me as he heads toward our room.

We’ve had sex on every surface in this house, meaning whatever they have planned is more than the usual. A shiver runs through me in anticipation.

Cole sets me on the bed and doesn’t look away as he removes his clothes. He crawls over me, then flips us so he’s laid out with his back to the bed, and I’m facing him, my knees on either side of him. I can’t help myself from rubbing my clit against his hard cock, causing all of us to groan.

“That’s it. Make yourself feel good.” Cole’s hands grip my ass as he guides my hips back and forth, coating his length with my wetness.

I suck in a breath when he fills me completely. No matter how many times I take him, it still takes me a second to adjust to his width.

My fingers dig into his shoulders as he moves, filling me over and over.

Firm hands spread my ass apart. “Fuck. You should see yourself right now, Baby Girl.”

Griffin’s words urge me on, and I thrust my hips backward, matching Cole’s rhythm.

Warm liquid pools between my cheeks as Griffin rubs it in. I expect him to slide a finger into my back hole, but I suck in a breath when he presses against where Cole’s already filling me.

I squirm against his touch, not sure I can handle what happens next.

Cole lifts my chin so I look at him. “We’ll take care of you.”

Tension flows out of me, and I collapse to his chest, surrendering to them. They’ve never given me a reason not to trust them.

“That’s it,” Griffin says, his finger circling my core. “Take a deep breath.”

I inhale.

“Let it out.”

He breaches the rim as I exhale, and my eyes roll back. It’s not exactly painful, but I can’t describe it as good either.

It’s not until Cole moves again that any discomfort turns to pleasure.

“That’s it. Breathe for us,” Griffin says as he presses another finger into me.

I moan so loud I’m positive the neighbors hear me. My body’s shaking as it stretches to adjust.

Cole pushes a strand of hair behind my ear. “That’s my girl. You’re doing so good.”

My core pulses as my orgasm grows deep in my stomach, each of their thrusts driving me higher until I’m crying out with my release.

I’m exhausted and collapse onto Cole, his pounding heart the only thing I can hear.

Warm hands rub my back as I slowly come to my senses.

I finally have the strength to lift up. “You didn’t come?”

“We are nowhere near done,” Griffin says from beside me.

He’s kneeling on the bed, his ass to his ankles, making a shelf with his thighs.

He reaches out a hand, helping stabilize me. “Sit on my lap, Baby Girl.”

I crawl over to him, and he grips my hips, twisting so I’m facing away from him, and immediately fills me with his cock. “You feel so good.”

I let him take my weight as he lowers us so we’re leaned back on an angle. The position leaves me on display for Cole, who’s looking at me with darkened eyes.

His tongue slides over his teeth like he’s hungry and I’m breakfast. He kisses me soundly, stealing my breath.

“Make her come. We need her nice and soft.”

Cole groans before descending, his mouth pressed against my clit. “My pleasure.”

The feeling of Griffin’s cock filling me again and again while Cole sucks my clit is more than I can take. I shatter around them instantly.

My head’s dropped back, resting on Griffin’s shoulder, too exhausted to hold it up.

“I want you to watch,” Griffin says as he reaches down, grasping Cole’s cock and coating it in lube before guiding it to my already full core.

I stiffen, a trace of fear traveling down my spine.

“It’s okay. We’ve got you.” Cole drops his forehead against mine. “Do you want to keep going?”

Swallowing hard, I nod.

“Good. Now, relax.”

“That’s easier said than done,” I joke, but it’s cut off as Cole enters me inch by inch.

The sensation is mind-bending. I didn’t know it was possible to take them both, let alone that it would feel this good.

My lungs burn from holding my breath until my head tingles and black spots fill my vision.

Griffin’s large hand cups my breast. “Breathe, baby. You’ve got this. Look how well you’re taking us.”

There’s no semblance of thought. I’m lost to them, following whatever they say as they both alternate their thrusts, pushing into me repeatedly.

Cole presses kisses into my neck. “That’s my girl. I can feel your pussy pulse around us.”

A wave of pleasure crests and then crashes over me again until an overwhelming pressure forms below my navel.

“Wait,” I cry out, but they just push into me harder, both of them chasing their own climax.

They groan in unison, their hot cum shooting into me.

My body trembles as my muscles tighten, trying to hold this unfamiliar feeling back. I’m lost to it when they pull out, causing my orgasm to seize my whole body, drenching them in my release.

I come over and over again, until the bed’s soaked around us.

It’s several moments later before I’m coherent enough for embarrassment to crawl up my neck.

“I’m sorry. That’s never happened before.”

Cole meets my gaze. “What are you sorry about? That was fucking hot.”

Griffin kisses my temple. “You’re perfect.”

They wash me, my body too liquid to hold myself up, wrap me in a towel, and sit me on the floor in front of the sofa. I rest between Griffin’s firm legs, breathing in his forest scent as I attempt to watch the movie playing on the TV. Long fingers stroke through my hair before a comb untangles the ends.

I reach up. “I can do that.”

“You’re exhausted. Just relax.”

I don’t have the strength to argue with him, so I drop my head forward as he carefully combs out the tangles until my wet hair falls smoothly around me. I already feel cherished when Cole brings me a glass of Gatorade, telling me to make sure I finish it.

If they weren’t trying so hard, it would be ridiculous. Instead, warmth fills my chest with everything they do.

The buzz of a blow dryer turning on pulls my attention, but Griffin guides my head to the front as he dries my hair.

“You don’t have to do that. It can dry on its own,” I mumble, aware it’s almost impossible to hear me.

Griffin’s rough fingers squeeze the back of my neck. “Enough of that. I don’t want you getting sick.”

If he wants to, I’m not going to stop him. My eyes close, the heat relaxing me further until I’m seconds from passing out.

Griffin lifts me over his knees when my hair’s dry. “Don’t fall asleep yet.”

Cole kneels in front of us, his lip caught between his teeth. He looks nervous, and I want to soothe it away. There’s nothing they can say to me I wouldn’t like.

Griffin and Cole have some kind of silent conversation, and Cole nods.

“Eve, we love you.”

I squeeze Griffin’s arm so he knows he’s included. “I love you too.”

“You have brought a light into our lives that I never thought could be possible,” Griffin says as he guides me so I can see both of them.

Cole pulls a small jewelry box from behind him that he’s been hiding. “I know it hasn’t been long, but I’m positive meeting you was fate. You’ve completed our family like no one else could.”

Tears sting my eyes at his sincerity.

“Baby Girl, if you’ll have us, we want to spend the rest of our lives with you. Be a family. Forever.”

I’m already nodding before he finishes speaking.

Cole takes my hand gently and slides a simple gold band around my finger. “Legally, we can’t all be married, but we’ll know. This ring symbolizes my love for you. That it’ll never waver.”

My eyes are glued to the golden glint of the metal.

Griffin clears his throat, holding out his own band. “If you’ll have me, wear this so everyone knows you’re taken.”

“Yes.” He guides the ring over my knuckle, fitting perfectly against Cole’s.

I swallow hard. “I just wish I had something to give you.”

“I hope you don’t mind. I took the liberty of purchasing matching rings for me and Griffin.”

I smile at him. He’s always one step ahead of me. I take the rings from him and slide one on each of their ring fingers while professing my love for each of them.

Tears pool before overflowing my lashes, running down my cheeks.

“Thank you. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for saving me. Thank you for giving me the family I never knew I could have.”

Both men lean in and kiss me and say together as if they practiced, “Always and forever.”