Shifting Snows by Brynn Paulin

reentered, carrying a blue blanket with gold embroidery. To her surprise, he draped it around the base of the tree.
    “A bit of our homeland,” he said, as she studied the Himalayan design. “What do I get?”
    They’d all get something. She bit her lip, pleasure filling her. “Abel? Close the curtains, will you?”
    She reached for the hem of the dress she’d borrowed from Marta and skimmed it up her thighs as the room dimmed. Automatic lights popped on to softly illuminate the room—another of Danel’s contributions.
    Before she revealed her lack of panties, she dropped the skirt and reached for the dress’ zipper. Calin was immediately there to help her. His hands smoothed over her bared back, and she was suddenly happy she was small enough to go braless—especially when his palms reached around to cup her breasts.
    “I’m first today,” he said. “I brought the first gift.”
    “I don’t know,” she hedged, teasing. “Danel brought the tree.”
    “You can ride me and give him what he likes,” Calin suggested.
    She tipped down one shoulder and let the dress fall then shrugged the other, letting the garment tumbled to the ground. “Sounds fair. Who has a condom?”
    All four men pulled packets from their pockets and held them up.
    “Good boys,” she laughed. “Okay, Calin. On the floor.”
    “Ooh,” Danel laughed, with a playful shudder. “I like when she gets all demanding like that.”
    “Hmph,” Sorin laughed. “We’ll see who’s demanding later.”
    Macy shivered at his dark promise. Last night, he’d threatened to tie her up. Maybe tonight…
    She focused on Calin who’d shoved down his pants and dropped to the small area rug. His hand stroked over his cock to roll on the protection.
    Mmm…she liked his partially undressed condition. Maybe she’d be the only one naked. The sex seemed naughtier that way. Smiling, she mounted him backward, facing his feet. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of sinking onto his wide shaft and feeling the full sensation deep inside her. Slowly, she rocked and enjoyed him. She played with her nipples as the others watched.
    Sorin knelt over Calin’s legs and leaned his mouth to her ear. “Somebody likes being bad,” he whispered.
    “Yes…” she hissed. Her eyes locked with Danel’s over Sorin’s shoulder and she crooked a finger at him. “Pants down,” she ordered.
    Sorin chuckled, and his lips brushed her ear again. “Someone wants a spanking.”
    “Sweet heaven, Sorin,” Calin exclaimed. His hands grasped her waist as she rode him faster. “What did you say to her? She’s like a fist.”
    “Just promising presents.”
    “The kind of presents that make her scream,” Abel commented. “We hear her at night.”
    A flush crept over her chest and prickled up her neck. “Abel,” she retaliated. “I think you should let Calin suck you. I want to hear you scream.”
    “Sorin?” She drew his ear to her. “Will you fuck Danel while I suck him?”
    He didn’t answer, but kissed her hard, then rose.
    She glanced over her shoulder to see Abel kneeling over Calin while Calin wrapped a hand then his lips around his partner’s long cock. Somehow, she managed to keep his hips moving with hers. She closed her eyes for a moment as her pussy slid over his length. She loved this fucking, laidback and easy. No one was frenzied. That would come. Tonight. She had a feeling Sorin would pound her hard; he had that look in his eye, and she wanted him just as badly.
    Her pussy squeezed Calin.
    She pulled Danel closer and leaned into his cock, taking him deep. His hips jerked as she worked him with her tongue and teeth the way she knew he liked. From her peripheral vision she saw Sorin grasp Danel’s hip. There was a thunk as Sorin tossed a tube of lubricant to the floor then Danel’s choked cry echoed through the room.
    It turned her on. She jerked faster on Calin as her orgasm sped up on her. Grasping Danel’s thighs she fucked her mouth up