Chapter Seventeen
Maggie
I’m finishing the dishes when I hear crunching tires on snow pulling up the driveway. I wipe my hands, stepping on my tip toes to look out the window. Headlights flash in the dusk. I’ve been waiting nervously for Severin. Hopefully, everything went well with his father.
The engine hums of a black SUV. Matt told me what Severin was driving. My stomach flips with excitement. I can’t wait another minute to see him.
I reach for the door handle, while my heart beats like crazy. After Matt left, I went and changed into my candy cane gown. I slide on my snow boots and swing open the door. Cool air hits my body, stinging my skin.
Severin’s large frame steps out of the car and shuts the door, strolling until he hits the porch. He stops, opening his arms. I dash with excitement down each step, boots slipping on the slushy snow.
I run to him, crashing into his arms and sending us tumbling backward. The cold slushy snow sprays us, and we start laughing. While I lie on top of him, I stroke his broad chest, loving the way he feels.
Quickly, his lips slam into mine. An explosive rush comes over me. “How can just a few days away from you feel like torture?” I whisper, my breath fogging in the cold between us. “I’m addicted to you, Severin. I missed you…and I’m craving you.” I lick my lips. “Right now.”
His hands tighten on my waist, and his eyes never leave mine as we catch our breath but also capture this moment between us.
“I’m addicted to you too, Reindeer.” His hands cover the side of my face. “And I’ve missed you just as much.”
I kiss him one more time, then shuffle myself off him.
Severin stands wiping off the snow, and I do the same. We both are covered in slush.
I take his hand. “I have a few surprises waiting for you inside.”
“Oh, I need to get dinner out of the car. Our cook Maria made her famous homemade spaghetti and meatballs, garlic knots, and cannoli cake for our Christmas Eve dinner.” He jogs over to the vehicle.
I walk the stairs, jumping as I take each one, ready to enjoy this Christmas Eve with someone I care about. I’ve been alone for so long I forgot how good it feels to be wanted.
I open and close the door, slamming it before rushing down the hall to my room. Does he want me as dessert before we eat?
“Reindeer.” Severin's raspy voice comes from behind me.
Two bags hang from his hands in the mirror.
He bends and sets the bags on the floor, then walks towards me like a lion about to attack its prey. His eyes never leave mine, narrowing on every visible piece of my flesh.
“My sweet Reindeer,” he murmurs. “I wanted to have this lovely dinner with you, then have you for dessert.”
My pulse races like crazy, and I run my hands on my gown with anticipation.
“But now…” He gives me a devilish smile. “Dessert is my main meal.”
I stay near the mirror, not moving a muscle while I wait for him to claim his dessert.
Severin takes one hand, sliding one strap over my shoulder.
He moves closer, dipping his head until his mouth kisses the side of my neck.
He trails a pathway to my naked shoulder.
A hum leaves my mouth. I miss those lips on me.
He does the same to my other shoulder, yanking the lacy lingerie until it falls to the floor.
A rush of air escapes him. “Fuck your tits are fantastic, Reindeer.” He sucks my nipple into his mouth and a moan escapes my throat, but then he stops. “Wait here.”
I watch breathlessly as he digs around in his bag for whatever he is looking for. When he grips the container, he holds it up in triumph.
He closes the distance between us and kneels in front of me, sitting me on the bed.
Then he dips his long finger into the container and wipes the cannoli cream on my aching nipple.
I suck air through my teeth at the coldness and grab for his hair, silently begging for him to lick it off and bring me his warmth.
“Mmm delicious,” he says, sucking my aching nipple inside his mouth and twirling his tongue around it.
“Severin,” I say breathlessly. No other words will form on my tongue as he twirls and tongues my breast.
He nibbles down my body, setting my core on fire. More icing joins his fingers, and he rubs some right at my top pussy. Then he takes both hands and grabs my ass, lifting me toward him at a better angle.
“Alright, Reindeer, I’m about to eat my cake now,” he whispers before running his tongue across my clit.
I jerk.
He circles my clit with his tongue. Is this magic? Is this the Christmas spirit I was told would appear?
A finger enters me, and a low moan pours from my lips.
Severin’s fingers move in and out faster, while his mouth plays with my clit.
Within minutes, my body is shaking, on the border of an orgasm.
One last lick is what it takes. In seconds, I got off, exploding around his fingers and throbbing like the rhythm of our hearts.
He removes his fingers, and his wicked tongue flicks my clit until my body relaxes, and my orgasm eases away.
His lips press against my skin, and he sways his tongue, planting hot kisses along his way up my body to my breast. I yelp, pushing him away while my nails dig into his back.
Somehow, I manage to pull him closer at the same time.
When he reaches my breast, I grab his head, yanking him to my lips. “That was fantastic,” I chuckle.
He runs his nose along mine and leans his forehead against mine. “Good thing for you I’m not done with you yet.” He crashes his lips on mine, waiting for me to open my mouth to let him in, and I do.
Soon, his shirt is off and he’s pushing down his pants to release his large cock. “I changed my mind,” he growls, and my heart sinks. Does he no longer want me? “Cannoli Cream Maggie is now my favorite dessert.” His thumb drags over my lips, and a wicked grin spreads over his face.
“I’m about to ride my sleigh, Reindeer. Are you ready?” He rolls me so that my front lays on the bed and then straddles me.
I try to turn to look at him but he has me pinned in this position and I find myself kinda liking it. I’m exposed, helpless, and in no place to argue.
I hear the rip of a condom wrapper opening behind me and then he presses his cock against my ass. “Cup your hands and place them over your head,” he states, and I do what is asked of me.
He grips my hands like an anchor and pushes inside me in one swift thrust.
If I turn my head just right, I can watch him fuck me through the mirror. It’s the hottest thing I've ever seen. My eyes catch my dresser drawer, and I remember all the toys I got from the store today. “Wait.”
His thrusting comes to a stop and he leans over me to look into my eyes. “What’s wrong?”
I shake my head. “Nothing, I just have something I want you to use on me that I got from the store today.”
He raises his brow in confusion, but pulls out of me and lets me free. I quickly grab the bag of items from my drawer and grip the butt plug I bought just for tonight. His eyes connect with mine when I place it in his hand. “You want me to use this on you?”
I bite my lip. I never used a butt plug before. I’m a little excited but nervous too.
He clears his throat. “Do you have any lube? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I do.” I reach into the drawer, grabbing the bottle and handing it to him.
“You just have an entire bag of goodies stashed away in there, huh?” He laughs, opening the lube and squirting some on the plug.
I start to fidget.
“Lie flat on your stomach with legs apart. I need you to relax. It won’t hurt, but you will feel a lot of pressure.”
I do as I’m told, crawling until I lie on my stomach and spreading my legs. The bed dips, and he moves on top of my legs so that his are on each side.
He kisses my temple. “Are you ready?”
I nod and squeeze my eyes shut, anticipating the pain. But when he presses it against my puckered hole and pushes it inside, I feel… good? There isn’t any pain, but there is a lot of pressure.
“It’s in. You feel okay?”
I nod and rest my head on the pillow.
He straddles me again. This time making sure to not move the plug too much and lifts my ass a bit. “I’m going to push inside you again, Reindeer. Please stay still.”
I do as I’m told, and the small amount of pressure I was feeling with just the butt plug in is multiplied when Severin’s cock enters me. I’m being split in two.
I grit my teeth as he inches inside me. His weight pushes the plug inside my ass further, and I nearly cry out. It’s too much. Too much pleasure. Too much pain. I don’t know what I’m supposed to feel right now.
His warm breath cascades along my shoulder blade as he brings his lip to my ear. “Shh, little Reindeer. It will get better, I promise.” Then he slams fully inside of me, and I can’t hold it in any more.
I scream into the pillow, a moan mixed with a cry, while I grip it for dear life.
Instead of him stopping and letting me adjust, he slides out and slams back in, causing our bodies to shift up the bed.
His nails dig into my hair, clasping the strands on the back of my head before tugging me toward him.
He increases the pace of each thrust until the only noise in the room is our bodies slapping together and the soft moans coming from me.
“I’m so close, Severin,” I moan into the pillow.
“I can feel you, baby. Come for me.” He grips the plug and yanks it from my ass as my orgasm starts, crashing me over the ledge.
“Severin!” I scream as my orgasm overtakes me, and my pussy tightens around him in a death grip.
His thrusts falter as I clamp down harder until a groan comes from behind me, and his body starts to shake.
After a moment he eases out of me and flops onto the bed beside me.
“Well this might be my new favorite sex position and the butt plug is a plus.” I scoot over giving him a kiss.
I expect a quip from him but his expression turns serious. He checks his watch and then gets off the bed to go to his bags. When he comes back to the bed, he is holding a small box.
I didn't get him a real gift, just sex items to use for me.
He pushes up till he is on his knees. “I have something I have to ask you, Maggie and I know you might say no at first, but I need you—”
I cut him off. “Is that a ring box, Severin? We just met. I just—”
He grabs my hand. “Just listen to me for a second, please.”
He opens the box and inside is a beautiful, yellow pear-shaped white gold ring. It’s stunning.“This was my mother’s ring. She always told me to only give it to a girl I could see spending the rest of my life with.”
“Are you serious?” I push off the bed, grabbing my large sleeping shirt hanging on the headboard knob and sliding it over my head. I pace the floor madly. “You know my ex tried to trap me in a marriage just to get my land. We have only known each other for a few days, Severin. What is going on?”
God, I thought for once this Christmas would be different.
“Maggie, your land is nothing I want. When I went back home to handle business. My father was not happy about me stepping down.” He walks towards me, placing the ring on the side table.
He caresses my face with his fingers, slowly traveling down my shoulder till he reaches my hand.
“Maggie, my father is a dangerous man. He gave me two choices: make you family or end you.”
I gasp. “So let me get this straight. If I say no, I'm dead. If I say yes, then I get to live.”
“I made a promise to you, and I won’t break it, but he will make our life a living hell. Do you want to always be looking over your shoulder? I don’t. Let’s just get engaged and keep the peace. We can see where this new relationship can lead,” he whispers.
Grandfather always said live your life to the fullest. Well I’m about to jump right into it.
“Yes, I will marry you under one condition,” I say, smiling.
“And what will that be?” he replies.
“Sign a Prenup!”
We both start laughing. “Come on, Reindeer. I owe you a good dinner, dessert, and Christmas movies.”
“Don’t forget the pjs!”
Our bellies are full while we both lie snuggling on the couch watching Elf. This whole situation is fucked up. Two strangers engaged only to keep me alive. Looking at this in a positive way, because I can’t imagine anything else for me, our paths crossed for a reason. It led us to this exact point.
Romance.
Heat.
Passion.
A Christmas miracle.