Anastasia
"Hello, my honeys!" I lean over to press a kiss to Kate's cheek before doing the same to Elliot.
"She's been pregaming." Christian adds, when Kate quirks an eyebrow at me.
I wave him off. "I've only had two glasses of wine. I'm just excited to get out!" We're at Dave and Busters, enjoying some adult arcading, food, and drinks. Christian and I have decided against bachelor/bachelorette parties, so this is our night out to celebrate our engagement before Christmas and the wedding hits. So what if I was a little excited at home and wanted to use my penis straw while I got ready?
"How do you know it's two glasses when you stuck that damn straw in the bottle?" Christian teases me, wrapping an arm around me so his hand rests against my stomach. "Have a seat."
I pout as he escorts me to my seat at the small round table next to Kate. "You didn't even let me bring my straw."
He leans in as he pushes my chair up, his lips against my ear. "If you have an urge to suck a cock, I've got one for you. You don't need that straw."
Unable to hide my blush, I turn to look at him and bite my lip. That sounds much better than my straw.
Chuckling, He presses a kiss to my temple. "Be good."
As he has a seat between Elliot and me, the waiter pops up asking for our drink orders.
"A coffee martini, please." I give the waiter a sweet smile, hoping it'll make him bring it faster. I don't want to stop my buzz, but I get drowsy when I drink and I'm hoping the caffeine will help perk me up. When he returns quickly with our drinks, I dance in my seat and take a sip.
"Stasia's in rare form tonight." Elliot gives me a wink and I shrug.
"Can't a girl just have fun for one night?" I'm beginning to wonder if I'm already getting on their nerves.
"Absolutely. I'm going to enjoy this."
"Well, fuck. If you can't beat them..." Kate grabs her own martini and downs it, waving her arm to get the attention of the waiter.
"We're going to have to carry them out of here, aren't we?"
Christian snorts at his brother. "No doubt."
XxXxXx
We're full of food and liquor and we've found our way to the arcade, playing skeeball. I am absolutely terrible at it. I keep hitting the cage or the gutter and my points are zilch. Fuck. Maybe I am too buzzed for this. When Kate tries next to me and the ball goes backward instead of forward when she tries to throw, we end up in a giggle fit, leaning against each other.
"We're terrible." I squeal through my giggles.
"Where are our men? Aren't they supposed to be watching us?" Kate tries to blame our fiancé's on our lack of coordination and it causes me to snort and bend in half all over again, giggling.
I push myself up and wipe my eyes, trying to dig deep to find my calm enough to stop giggling. Looking up, I find both the Grey men against the wall, watching us intently. Christian looks like he's brooding with his arms crossed over his chest while Elliot is entertained, chewing on a straw from his Captain and Coke. The difference in these men is remarkable during times like this. Knowing mine is probably thinking he'd like to take me home and put me in the corner, I make my way over to him and hug him around the waist, giving him the sweetest smile I can muster, even though I can feel myself still pouting a little. I don't want him to be mad at me. His arms don't move from his chest as he cocks an eyebrow down at me.
"What are you thinking?" I give up on my smile and pout up at him.
He licks his lips and looks across the crowd before his eyes land back to mine. "Trying to figure out how long I have to wait until your sober enough for me to put a handprint on that ass of yours."
My pout deepens. "But-but-but-" I'm supposed to be having fun! Now, all I want to do is go home and cry into my pillow.
His arms finally wrap around me and he leans in to press a kiss to my pouted lips. "Relax. I'm just kidding."
"You're not mad at me?"
He gives me a soft smile. "Don't worry about me. I'm glad you're having fun."
I hear Elliot cough and it sounds suspiciously like whipped.
Christian
I end up carrying Ana out of Dave and Busters over my shoulder. She promised she could walk, but she kept tripping over her heels and I didn't really feel like dealing with a bride with a sprained ankle.
"You're coming over right?"
I shove Ana into the back of the SUV where Taylor is waiting before answering my brother, who has his girl hanging over his own shoulder. She's giggling and keeps trying to bite his ass through his jeans.
"Jesus, woman! Behave!" He spanks her and I wince a little when she lets out a scream, but laugh.
"Only if we can put these two to bed first."
He laughs. "Deal. We'll throw them in the master bedroom before we crack open the liquor."
"Liquor?" Kate's voice is an octave higher.
"None for you!" He jumps. "Ouch! Don't bite me!" He spanks her again. "I've got to get her in the car. I'll meet you there."
I slip into the SUV and turn to make sure Ana is belted in only to be met with two perfect tits.
"Ana! Jesus Christ!" Her top is off and she's biting that damn lip. Her buzz has caused a soft pink glow on her skin and she looks warm, soft, and sexy. My cock agrees.
"I didn't want to get dirty." I'm confused until she slides closer and reaches for my belt. "You said if I had the urge, that you had one for me... now gimme!"
"You're drunk."
"And horny." She wiggles her eyebrows.
"Baby, I told you to drink your water."
She pouts. "I didn't want to! I wanted a real drink." Leaning toward me, she nibbles on my neck. Focus, Grey. I swallow and beg myself not to give in.
"And now you have to wait until you sober up."
She huffs. "But I want to come... I want you to come."
"I never said you couldn't come."
Her face lights up. "You're going to touch me?"
I crack a grin. "No, baby. If you want to come, you'll have to touch yourself."
Pouting, she just stares up at me. Fuck, I want to watch this. "Go on, baby. Lean back against your door and slip your panties off."
Reluctantly, she obeys and one foot lands in my lap, the other on the floorboard so she's opened beautifully. I groan at seeing her so pink and wet. I slip her shoe off her foot and begin to rub it.
"Touch yourself, baby. Make yourself feel good." We're thirty minutes away from Elliot's and I want to make sure she gets herself there before we arrive.
The corner of her lip gets trapped between her teeth while her hand slips down to touch herself.
"Fuck, babygirl... does that feel good?" When she nods, I urge her to do more. "Slide your fingers inside. Feel what I get to feel every time I take you. You feel like heaven."
I watch as she finger fucks herself and begins to moan.
"Use your other hand, baby. Rub your clit while you finger fuck yourself." I'm practically panting just watching her. Her eyes are hooded and she looks down at the large tent in my pants before her foot moves to rub against it. "Jesus, Ana! Come on, baby. A little faster. Make yourself come and I'll clean you up."
She moans. "With your tongue?"
I give her a grin. "I promise. Get yourself there, baby."
XxXxXx
"Christian... Christian! What is going on?! What happened?" When we pull up to Elliot's house, there are two police cars with their lights on.
"I don't know." I hop out as soon as Taylor stops. "Taylor. Stay."
I help Ana out while Elliot greets the police.
"Are you Elliot Trevelyan Grey?"
"Yes? What is this all about?"
I make my way toward the police with Ana on my heels and introduce myself. "Christian Grey. Elliot's brother. Did someone try to break in?" I assess the house in front of us, but nothing looks out of place.
"Mr. Grey, what do you know about Jack Hyde?" The first officer asks Elliot. My stomach drops out of my fucking ass.
"We have a lawsuit against him." Elliot answers.
"Why? What'd Jack do now?" Ana comes hurrying up to push herself between Elliot and the officer, but I yank her back to me.
"Mr. Hyde states that Elliot Grey came after him. He spent four days in the hospital."
"No! That's a lie! Elliot wouldn't do that! How could he find him if the police couldn't?" Ana fights against me, but my eyes remain locked on my brothers. His face is emotionless and I immediately know. I noticed how fucked up and swollen his knuckles on his right hand were, but figured it was a work related accident.
"He called you by name, Mr. Grey. Showed us your picture. He said this isn't the first time. Can you tell us what happened?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Well Jack Hyde sure has a vivid memory about the altercation."
"Sounds like I need a lawyer." I give him a slight nod, glad that he brought up the lawyer before saying anything. He finally looks down at the officer.
"Okay then. I need you to put your hands behind your back."
"No!" Both the girls scream and Kate throws herself against Elliot. "This is just a misunderstanding! This isn't happening! You can't take him!"
"Christian..." Elliot gets my attention and nods toward Kate. He leans down and presses a kiss to her lips. "Go with him."
With my opposite arm, I manage to peel Kate off of him and hold her to me. I hold tight, even though both girls are wiggling against me.
"It's Christmas Eve tomorrow!" Kate begins to sob.
"Elliot, no! You can't go! Don't take him, please! Jack just wants to hurt me!"
The police officer tries to speak over the girls while he gives Elliot his rights and secures his hands behind his back. He's so large they have to use two handcuffs linked together and he still looks uncomfortable. Fuck.
"You can't take him away from his family on Christmas!"
"Shhh, it's okay. We'll bail him out." I try to soothe Kate, but she just tries to elbow me in the face.
"Baby, stay with Christian and Ana. I'll be okay."
"Wait! Can't we say goodbye?" Ana wipes at her tears as she tries to calm herself down.
The police officer stops outside the open door of his car. "Hurry up."
I let go of the girls and Kate hugs herself to him. "I love you so much."
"I love you. Just relax okay? Everything will be okay. We'll fix this. Hey, look at me." Kate raises her head and he looks her over. "I wish I could hold you."
Kate lets out an unladylike snort. "This is fucking ridiculous."
"Hurry it up!"
"Love you. Go with Christian."
Nodding, Kate steps back and I put my arm around her. She immediately turns and sobs into my chest. This poor girl. I feel terrible for her, but honestly I'm glad my brother hurt the fucker. He knew if he ended up in the hospital, he'd be available for police to pick up. Elliot was sick of waiting. Now, Ana is safe. He did this for her... and maybe a little for him. I'm sure if felt good to fuck him up.
"Hey, hey. It's okay. Everything will be fine." Elliot leans down and presses a kiss to Ana's cheek. "Take care of my girl, okay?"
Sniffling, Ana nods. "She'll stay with us."
"Love you, Stasia."
"Love you, too."
We watch as they disappear with Elliot and I stand for a few minutes letting the girls cry into my chest while I rub their backs.
"Come on, girls. Let's get out of here. You're staying with us, Kate. You can wear some of my clothes to bed."
XxXxXx
I wake to my phone ringing, feeling hungover even though I didn't drink much. The girls were up most of the night in tears. I hurry to answer, trying not to wake the two girls in my bed. Ana is in the middle with Kate on her other side. I'm suddenly thankful for our California King mattress.
"Hello?"
"Hey."
"You okay?"
"Tired. I got bail."
"How much?"
"10k."
"For assault and battery?" Not that I won't pay it, but it seems high.
He chuckles. "They say that Hyde can't piss normally anymore. Supposedly he has permanent damage to his groin and he'll have to be straight cath'd from now on. So, since they are accusing me of being the one who did it and because it inflicted so much damage, they upped the bail amount."
I'm glad he's making sure to say it in such a way to not incriminate himself.
"I'll be there as soon as I rouse the girls."
"They actually get to sleep?"
"Yep. In my bed about 45 minutes ago."
"Leave them there. Come get me and we'll surprise them."
I grin. I like that idea.
"See you in thirty."
XxXxXx
We sneak in to the bedroom and find the girls still passed out in bed. Our white pillows are smudged with makeup, tears, and drool, but I love that these girls can find comfort in my bed. It warms my heart to see them there. I love that I can be a safe place for Kate just like Ana with Elliot.
Elliot climbs into bed and curls up to Kate. He nuzzles into the back of her neck and kisses it a few times.
"Uh... I think you got the wrong girl..." Kate's voice is rough.
"Do I?"
"ELLIOT!" She squeals and almost bashes my girl in the face with her arm trying to flip over. "Elliot..." I didn't think she had any tears left, but I was wrong. She's crying into his shirt.
Ana fights to get the twisted blanket off of her before crawling over Kate and throwing herself onto Elliot.
"You broke out!"
Elliot chuckles at our crazy girls and I find myself grinning, too.
"I spend ten hours in County and they act like I've been locked away for years."
"Did you really hurt him?" Ana asks, making Kate pull away from his chest to look up at him.
He eyes Ana for a second before craning his neck back to look at me.
I shrug. I don't know what to say. I don't know if they'll interview the girls.
"Someone hurt him. He got fucked up pretty bad. Let's just say there won't be any children in his future." Elliot gives Ana a grin.
Now my Ana is tearing up. "Thank you, Elliot."
He shrugged. "No reason to. I'm innocent."
Giving him a click of her tongue, she pushes off of him and climbs out of bed. "You stink. You need a shower."
"Yes. I just want a nice long shower with my fiancé and then order in about ten pounds of food." Elliot rolls out of bed, taking Kate with him.
I give him a nod. "I'll have Taylor take you home."
Anastasia
"Another one? Baby, you spoil me." Christian grins up at me from his spot in front of the couch, where he is surrounded by presents.
"Good." I lean down and kiss Christian's lips. I went overboard and bought Christian everything I could remember him mentioning and everything I felt like he might like. He says his family always donates money to his various charities so he only gets a couple to open each year. I didn't think that was fair. Just because he could buy anything he wanted doesn't mean he doesn't deserve surprises.
"Ooh, a new shave kit! I need this! Thank you, baby!" I giggle at his reaction over something so simple. He's so damn cute.
Leaning down, I press a kiss to his temple before whispering in his ear. "You'll get to unwrap your last present when we get home."
He groans.
"What's the problem, brother?" Elliot sits across from him on the floor, leaning against Kate, who's sitting on the opposite couch. He gives Christian a wink.
"Dinner can't come soon enough."
I smack Christian on the back of the head, but his grin doesn't waver.
Elliot gives me a wink next and I can't help, but burst into a grin. He's my favorite person in the world right now. The man just spent a night in prison, but it didn't dim his mood at all. I imagine he's pretty happy with himself right now. Hell, I'm happy with him. Even though I want to strangle him for what he did, Christian promised me that they would take care of it and he wouldn't spend anymore time in jail.
"Mommy? Will you open this for me?" Ellie brings me the new jewelry making set we got her.
"Of course, baby. You're going to make me something aren't you?"
Stepping over Christian's legs and the tons of presents and torn wrapping paper, she climbs onto the couch between Mia and me and curls into my side while I open it for her.
"Are you loving your Christmas so far?"
She nods against my arm. "Yes, it's the best. How many days until the wedding again?"
I laugh. This girl is itching for this wedding. She's so excited to get dressed up and have a party.
"Well, today is the 25th and our wedding is the 31st... so, do your math." I watch as she counts on her fingers.
"Seven days away... six and a half since today's almost over... six sleeps."
"Man, girlfriend. You got it all figured out!" Mia grins at her and pokes her side. "Aspen is going to be so much fun."
"When do we leave for Aspen?"
"In four days." I answer.
She pouts. "Can't we start vacation now?"
"And leave all your new presents at home?" I hand her the kit back and kiss her head. "I love how excited you are about this. I am, too."
She smiles up at me. "I can't wait to marry you with Daddy." Kissing my cheek as a thank you, she hops up.
Oh, my heart.
XxXxXx
"Will you unzip me?" I turn away from Christian and collect my hair to the side.
He presses a kiss to the back of my neck. "Absolutely. Have to unwrap my last present after all."
I grin at him over my shoulder while he works my zipper down my back. When the zipper hits the top of my panties, I hear him groan out my name.
"Jesus Christ." Reaching up, he slides the dress off my shoulders and it pools at my feet. "Stunning." He makes his way to my front and when he sees that my bra and panties are see through, his head falls back with a growl. Snapping his head forward, he takes me in again. The lacy, red fabric seems to be doing its job, considering the large tent is in pants.
Stepping forward, he leans down and captures my nipple into his mouth through the fabric. It's my turn roll my head back and moan.
"So fucking beautiful." He kisses his way down my front, dropping down on his knees as he goes. I can't help, but grin.
"Kate said it might bring you to your knees." I run my fingers through his hair as he kisses, licks, and sucks on the skin of my abdomen.
"She's a smart woman." He murmurs with another kiss against my abdomen. "I'm going to worship this body tonight." He runs his hands down my stocking covered thighs and bites at my lace garter belt, pulling and letting go so it snaps back to my skin.
I squeak at the snap and then gasp when his face nuzzles into my lace-covered core. He lifts one of my legs over his shoulder and my thigh rests against the side of his face, my stiletto heel pressing against his back.
Murmuring something into my core, he kisses and nuzzles my thigh before taking the skin into his mouth, working on giving me a fresh lovebite. I swear this man has a thing for thighs. I didn't know thigh men were a thing.
When his mouth goes back to my core and he pulls the fabric to the side, I about jump out of my skin. "Fuck, I'm sensitive."
He hums and continues to work.
I try to hold myself up on one leg, but it isn't the easiest thing to do in a heel and my leg starts shaking. I beg it not to give out. That would not be sexy.
Always knowing, Christian pulls out of my core and lifts me enough to carry me to the bed, crawling on his knees. He drops me on the side of the bed and shoves my shoulder back so I fall back. I giggle as my head bounces a little. This time, both of my legs are thrown over his shoulders and he gets to work. My fingers find his hair and I grind into his face, feeling my orgasm climbing higher and higher. He's so damn good at this. How can one man be so damn good at everything?
"Christian..." I pant. "Baby, I'm going to come."
His fingers slip into me and I'm a goner.
He licks his lips when I relax and stands to rid himself of his clothes. "I'm going to rip those panties off of you and spank you. Then I'm going to fuck you in every fucking position imaginable while you're wearing that garter and those 'fuck me' heels. I'll give you load after load until you can't walk straight. We're not stopping until sunrise. Do you understand?"
I wiggle on the bed, getting all worked up again. "Yes, sir. Yes, please. Start now."
A low chuckle comes from my fiancé. "You're confused, baby girl. You don't get to decide when."
"God, I love you." My head falls back on the bed. He's so damn sexy. After everything that has happened this week, I need this. "Please be rough."
Before I can raise my head to look at him again, I'm being turned onto my stomach and with a loud smack, his hand comes down on my backside, making me cry out.
"That's it, baby girl. Scream."
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