The 5 Days of Xmas Giveaway – Day Three
Hey, it’s hump day! It’s also the 3rd Day of Xmas. Consider yourself spoiled.
My story in the anthology, Share Me, is a prequel to the One Night with Sole Regret series. Because I wasn’t trying to start any romantic relationships in this one, it’s pure smutty fun. Basically two fangirls follow the tour bus up a mountain pass on Christmas Eve and get snowed in with the guys of Sole Regret. The poor things. Whatever will they do?
Well, first we have to give Sole Regret’s lead singer, Shade, a hard time, because well, he’s too cool for his own good and really depressed that he doesn’t get to spend Christmas with his little angel, Julie. So Owen takes it upon himself to cheer him up. And Kellen (who Owen refers to as Kelly) is happy to assist him.
“Who needs this worse, Owen?” Kelly said. “Shade or Gabe?” He was now prepared to act on his plan.
“Personally, I think they both need it,” Owen said.
“Need what?” Shade asked.
“Looks like Shade volunteered to be first.”
“First at what?”
Kelly moved fast—like ninja—and Owen stepped back out of his way, awaiting his opening to assist him.
Shade was bigger than Kelly, but Kelly had the element of surprise on his side. Before Shade could even react to Kelly jumping on him, Kelly had the garland of red rope around Shade’s forearms, binding them together from wrists to elbows. Shade might have been able to break free of the garland given time, but the instant Kelly stepped away, Owen went after him with strands of lights, wrapping several strands around Shade’s upper arms and chest, crisscrossed in a web of unbreakable art. Kelly had taught Owen all he knew about shibari and Owen had taught Kelly all he knew about calf-roping. Their combination of skill, teamwork and speed ensured that Shade wasn’t going anywhere until they decided to free his arms.
As was common for Shade, once he got over his recent, perpetual dour mood—his divorce was to blame—he was happy to join in on their fun and play along. He laughed as a second strand of lights was used to secure him to the chair around the waist. He was in danger of hyperventilating with laughter when Kelly found some sparkly tinsel in the sack and wrapped it around his neck several times.
“Now you have no choice but to be in the Christmas spirit,” Owen said. “No more bah humbug out of you.”
Chuckling at the spectacle the coolest member of the band made trussed up like an abomination of a Christmas tree, Adam added to the festivities by strumming Christmas carols on his guitar. “On the first day of Christmas my buddies gave to me, decorations on a Shade tree.”
“Shut up,” Shade yelled, but he was snickering too intermittently for anyone to take him seriously.
Kelly found a gaudy tree topper in the sack. Before he could add it to their tree, Gabe snatched the tinsel-trimmed star out of Kelly’s hand and set it on the pinnacle of their Shade tree. Gabe wrapped the light cord under Shade’s chin and then around the star to hold it somewhat upright atop Shade’s head. Apparently, Gabe had given up on reading his The Physics of Fucking and Friction book or whatever it was called. None of them could resist messing with Shade. He worked so hard at being cool onstage and in public. Sometimes they had to remind him that he could still act like a kid and have some stupid fun when there wasn’t anyone important watching.
Gabe found a package of blue glass bulbs in Owen’s sack of Christmas cheer and dangled them from the strand of lights near Shade’s crotch.
“You did not just give me blue balls, Force,” Shade said with the deep, commanding voice that made their road crew scramble for their lives.
Adam added to his song, “On the second day of Christmas my buddies gave to me, two blue balls and decorations on a Shade tree.”
If you’re having difficulty visualizing a Shade tree, here are a few visuals to help with that.
Or maybe this is more to your liking.
But what about the blue balls? How about this one? Just double the blue ball and imagine it a lot smaller. Or in Shade’s case, not much smaller. 😉
So yes, the guys of Sole Regret goof around in Share Me as my rock star heroes are known to do, but when the ladies arrive on the bus, the smexy begins.
“Lindsey?” Kellen’s voice brought her out of her fantasy.
And he knew her name. Squeeee! “Um, yeah,” she said, hoping her voice didn’t belay her enthusiasm to get naked. “Do you have something I can change into?” Nothing, for example.
Owen opened a door at the end of the corridor and entered a bedroom. Lindsey followed him without hesitation. When the door closed behind her, she didn’t need to turn around to know Kellen had entered the room too. She could feel his presence behind her.
“You were following us, weren’t you?” Owen asked.
Her face flamed. She supposed it was pretty obvious. “My friend Vanessa and I were at the benefit concert and we ended up behind your bus. When we saw you pull over we thought maybe we could meet you.” It wasn’t a lie.
“And how did you imagine that meeting would go?” Kellen asked. Dear lord, the man had a delicious voice. He was nice to look at too, but the mere timber of his voice was enough to separate her from her panties. She just wanted to obey him, even though he hadn’t asked her to do anything.
“Well I didn’t think I was going to get attacked with snowballs,” she said and laughed. Her laughter died when Kellen’s hard body brushed against her from behind. Her breath stalled in her throat and her eyelids fluttered closed. Her body naturally leaned against his. He was so solid. Hard. His skin cool. And she felt the huge ridge of his arousal against her ass. Oh dear God.
“Kelly has a thing for your type,” Owen said.
“Yes, I do,” Kellen’s warm breath stirred a few damp strands of hair against her ear and her knees went weak.
One of Kellen’s strong hands splayed over her belly to keep her from sliding to the floor.
“What do you want to do to her, Kelly?”
“I want to tie her down and eat her pussy. After I’m finished and she doesn’t think it’s possible to come another time, I want to watch you fuck her, Owen, and prove her wrong.” His hand slid up her ribcage, stopping just short of cupping her breast. “Is that what you had in mind when you followed us up the mountain, Lindsey?”
She tried to draw air, but she was so lightheaded, her brain wasn’t functioning correctly. Did he just say that? Or was she suffering from hypothermia in her car and hallucinating? That bulge against her ass felt real enough.
Kellen nipped her ear and her entire body jerked. “Answer my question.”
She opened her eyes. Owen was gnawing on his bottom lip awaiting her answer.
“No,” she whispered, her voice trembling.
Owen scrunched his face in disappointment and then glanced over her head to look at Kellen. Kellen took a step back and Lindsey reached behind her to tug him against her again.
“That’s far more than I bargained for,” she said, “but I want you. Both of you. To do exactly that. And more.”
If you need a few visual for Owen, here’s one. They call him Tags because he always wears dog tags.
And here’s a possible Kellen. They call him Cuff. He keeps his shoulder length hair tied back for certain occasions. But he always wears those cuffs on his wrists.
And at the climax of the story, here is how you should imagine Owen’s O-face:
Have a great hump day!
I’m giving away a copy of your choice of any book by Olivia Cunning. Answer the following question in the comment section below to enter.
If you could have a Share Me threesome experience with any two people (real or fictional), who would they be and why?
I’ll announce and contact the winner tomorrow!
The winner of yesterday’s giveaway with Cherrie Lynn is Mary. Congratulations!
Have a Very Naughty Xmas!
Thanks to my Facebook peeps for hooking me up with the visuals. I can always count on them for hotties.