The Kissing Bough by Madelynne Ellis Read Free Book Online Page B

sense in unnecessarily alarming her. “I didn’t think…I never imagined you’d—” The position of the moon made the simple garment she wore almost translucent, so that he could see her every curve.
    Oh God, he was doomed. If she changed her mind now, his damned head would crack open.
    “I had to know,” she replied. “I couldn’t leave things as they were. If there’s a chance we could be happy, I want to take it.”
    Percy just stared at her, his heart in his mouth. He knew they could be happy. The fact that she’d come to them told him that. He didn’t like to boast, but he was pretty certain that between them he and Will could be damned persuasive particularly as they wouldn’t have to purely rely on words to get their point across.
    “Don’t keep her in the cold, you dolt. Invite her in so we can warm her up,” Will called.
    “After you,” Percy mumbled, stepping back so that she could pass him. Was this real? Were all his Christmas wishes actually going to come true?
    Viola hesitated for a second, and then purposefully entered the room. Percy followed, watching the sway of her golden-blonde hair against her back. She’d tied it in a long braid ready for bed, and the end of it tickled the curve of her plump bottom. He couldn’t wait to see her naked, so he could admire it properly.
    All at once, his physical need for her became an ache in his gut and a deep throb in his balls. Lord, could this really happen? Would she really allow them to make love to her, and show her how wonderful it could be?
    “I want…You said if I came…” She didn’t quite seem able to get the words out. And no wonder, Percy realised, given that Will was still sprawled across the feather bed in exactly the position Percy had left him. Breeches missing, one arm in his shirt and one arm out, and his cock standing just as proud and ready as it could be. He watched Viola’s eyes go wide, and her mouth fall open. “Oh, my!” She gave a little gulp, and turned her head as if she wasn’t sure where she should look or she might flee.
    “Cover yourself up, Will. There’s a lady present.”
    A lazy smile spread across his lover’s face. “This is what she came here to see. She was peeping through the window at us, so don’t imagine she doesn’t already know it’s your fault I’m in this state.”
    Two bright pink spots expanded across Viola’s cheeks. “I wasn’t. I didn’t see anything,” she said. “Only that you were both on the bed. I didn’t mean to interrupt.” She back stepped a pace, making Percy relieved that he’d fastened the latch upon the French doors.
    “You didn’t,” he said reassuringly, and turned her about so that she didn’t have to see Will and his nonsense. Only, she didn’t stay facing him, she turned straight back to look at Will, who not content with flaunting his assets, proceeded to wrap his hand around his shaft and stroke himself.
    “Do you want to move a bit closer?” he whispered into her ear.
    “I don’t think so. Not yet.” She glanced at him, at how close he was.
    “You’re shivering. Are you cold?” He drew her toward the still roaring fire, so that she stood facing him, but stood side on to the bed, and could hence still see Will. “Let me warm you.”
    “I’m not cold,” she said, putting her arms around herself, and thus making her bosom swell. “Just a little apprehensive.” Her head continued to turn back and forth between them.
    Terrified more like. She looked like a deer peeping at the barrel of a hunter’s gun. “Don’t be. We won’t hurt you.” He stroked a wisp of blonde hair back from her face, before cupping her cheek. “Neither of us will do anything you don’t want us to. I promise you that.”
    She gave him a little nod of acknowledgement. “But how will I know whether I want you to?”
    Percy brushed his little finger across her lips, prompting her to part them. “The same way you know whether you want to be kissed. Can I kiss you,