Page 2 of Amber’s Christmas Surprise

"Because it's wiggling." My Yeti cheeks grow warm.

"I don't think it would take the two of us to carry a dildo back from the Magic Rooster." Wes grins.

"Depends on the dildo." I blush harder and hope against hope that I'm not turning the same shade of red as the ornaments we hung on our tree.

"Amber's right." Chase comes to my rescue. I didn't even realize my bunny shifter had come outside. He wraps his arms around my waist, and heat spreads through me as he adds, "It could be one of Juniper's dildo taxis."

"Exactly." I nod vehemently.

"If you want a dildo for Christmas, I can go buy one." Julian's cheeks turn as bright as I know mine are.

We were both each other's firsts, so he's only ever been with me. And I love how adorably shy he still gets when we talk about introducing something new to the bedroom. Which—given that we're fated mates—isn't often. Sex is already so hot, we rarely keep our hands off each other long enough to add something extra to spice things up. Although a wiggling dildo…

"Crap, Yeti junk." I yelp as the member in question grows hard against my thigh. On the plus side, it startles me enough that I shift back on the spot.

The guys start to laugh, but their gazes quickly turned heated.

"Go get a dildo." Wes hands Julian his car keys. My bear shifter tends to get rather bossy whenever things get heated. Not that I'm complaining.

Julian hands his duffle bag strap to Chase and races toward the nearby lot where Wes parks his company van overnight.

"What about the customers?" I ask, when what I really want to say is: forget about the customers. I want you both naked. Now. And someone call Julian and tell him to come back, because I don't think I can wait.

Chase glances down at his phone. "We close in an hour. But if you can't wait, I'll take you upstairs while Wes closes up."

"Why am I the one closing up?" Wes demands.

"Because I worked all afternoon," Chase tells him.

"Well, I went out to get the… you know." He glances pointedly at the bag.

"Can you please just tell me what it is?" I pout.

The guys don't even seem to notice I'm still there.

"You got to fuck Amber four times this week, which makes this my turn."

"We're taking turns now?" I demand.

"If we're keeping count, then you were with her this morning," Wes snaps.

Chase had bent me over our couch and fucked me like… well… a bunny… until my legs turned to jelly. Just thinking about it makes me want to do it again, until I remember that my guys are apparently keeping count… and keeping secrets.

"This isn't a competition." I scowl at my men. "And would someone please tell me what's in the bag?"

Chapter 2

"If you want to know what's in the bag, you're going to have to earn it," Wes teases as we step inside Jewels Cafe.

"You wish." I narrow my eyes at him. "Maybe you have to earn it if you want to get me naked."

My bear shifter's pupils dilate, and he emits a low, enticing growl "With pleasure."

"By telling me what's in the bag?" I ask hopefully.

Wes snorts.

I turn to try my luck with Chase, and realize he's no longer there. And neither is the bag. "Wes."