Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 37828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
“I see you’ve started without me.”
Brody glanced over to see the Fox standing in the doorway.
Naked.
His eyes widened. “Are you mad?”
Tutu drew the blankets back off her, then turned, letting him pop free while she turned to look at the Fox.
“Mad? Why would I be mad?”
“Because we were naughty and snuck down to catch Foxy Santa,” Tutu said.
“Whatever happened between you and Foxy Santa stays between you,” the Fox replied. “Now, did I say you could stop sucking off our boy?”
“No, Daddy.”
“Then get to work.”
Tutu turned, putting her mouth back on his cock while the Fox kneeled beside her, impaling her with one stroke. She cried out in pleasure. His arousal grew.
“I’m so close!” he cried.
“You’ll wait for me, Pup.” The Fox held Tutu by her hips, thrusting in and out of her pussy.
She moaned again and he noticed the Fox had moved one hand around to play with her clit.
“Fuck, you feel so good, Bunny,” the Fox told her. “So wet and hot. Baby girl, you’re killing me.”
“You should feel her mouth,” Brody said, panting. “My balls are aching. Please, Sir.”
“Just a bit more, Pup. Fuck. I’m almost there. Are you nearly there, Bunny?”
She slid her mouth off Brody’s dick. “Nearly, Daddy.”
“Both of you are to come when I say. Get ready. Hell’s bells. Fuck. You have no idea how good you feel, Bunny. How hot it is watching you suck on my boy. Come now. Come for me, my babies.”
Brody groaned as Tutu took him deep, swallowing him down as he came. Tutu moaned around his cock while the Fox let out a loud shout and he followed them over.
Breathing heavily, Brody reached down for Autumn as she slid her mouth away from his dick. The Fox pulled back and grabbed her, drawing her up and then situating himself between them. He drew them both close, kissing their foreheads.
“Merry Christmas to me.”
14
Fox, Brody, and Autumn
“Are you sure you told them we’re coming, Daddy?” Autumn asked from the backseat.
“Of course I did,” he replied.
“You did?” Brody asked, sounding skeptical as they pulled into a cute neighborhood. The houses were on the smaller side, but were situated on large plots of land and looked like they were well taken care of. The Fox drove into a driveway of a cute house that was painted white with a small porch at the front.
“Well, I didn’t have to. I have an open invitation. And remember, it’s not a party until the Fox walks in the door.”
She groaned. So he hadn’t told them. Awesome. It was going to be Thanksgiving all over again. And that had been kind of a disaster. Although, the Fox had agreed to see Markovich again sometime.
So there was that.
“I don’t think they’re here,” she said, peering out the window. The house didn’t look like there was anyone in it.
“Oh, this isn’t their house. It’s mine,” the Fox replied.
“You own this house?” she asked.
“You sound like you don’t believe me,” he said. He hit something on his phone and the garage door went up.
“No, it’s just, you know, not underground.”
He snorted. “I bought it so I had a place to park, put in some surveillance, and be close by if needed.”
He really did care about Sunny. She wondered if she should be jealous. But no, she knew Sunny was like his sister. A sister he guarded zealously and would murder anyone who dared to harm her.
But still . . . a sister.
“Wait, that’s why you said they didn’t want us to bring anything?” Brody asked. “Because they don’t know we’re coming?”
“Exactly.” He didn’t drive into the garage. Instead, he was doing something on his phone. “But you don’t have to worry. We’re not empty-handed, her present is due to be delivered soon.”
“People deliver on Christmas?” Brody asked.
“They do if you pay them enough.”
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Checking cameras. Looks all okay, and the alarms haven’t sounded.” He drove in, turned off the car, and shut the door behind them. “Wait here, though.”
Getting out, he entered the house.
Autumn undid her seatbelt, leaning forward. “Should you text Duke?”
Brody sighed. “At this stage, I think it wouldn’t make any difference.”
“True.” She sighed.
“Everything okay, Tutu?” Brody asked in concern.
“Oh yeah, I’m just sad that there’s no snow. It’s Christmas Day! There should be snow.”
“Poor Tutu.”
The Fox came back for them, opening first Brody’s door and helping him out. Then he opened her door. He frowned down at her. “You unlocked your own belt.”
“Sorry, Daddy. Hugs?” She threw herself at him. He took a step back to balance himself, but held her against him, pulling her around onto his hip. “I think we should get you a harnessed seat.”
Oh great.
After putting her down, he led the way through the house. It was fully furnished and looked nice, but you could tell it wasn’t lived in. They went out through the front door. The Fox was on high alert, and she slipped her hand into Brody’s as they followed him down along the sidewalk. They had to walk down a few blocks until they reached another charming house.