21. Zara
Zara
Throbbing wetness between my legs wakes me, and I find myself naked in Xin’s— our bed. I smile and reach for him but find his side empty. I turn and look but don’t see him in the room. His clothes are gone too.
Where is he? He said he wouldn’t leave me!
I pull the blanket over my body like a protective layer as my heart rate increases, and my breathing becomes difficult.
He promised me…
“Xin? Xin? Vixen!” I scream before total panic takes over and tears stream down my face.
I hear thumping getting closer, and scream as the fear of being kidnapped takes over my logic.
The footsteps get louder, and I ready myself for a fight.
Rolling off the bed and grabbing the lamp off the side table to throw.
My eyes narrow and I bare my teeth, but rather than chuck the light at my capture, I throw it right at Vixen’s head.
“Ahh! Sorry!” I shriek, thankful when the cord stops my weapon short.
He glances at me, then the lamp, then back at me. “Zaza! What’s wrong? Are you ok? Why’d you throw that?” He stares at me wide eyed and confused.
“I thought. I thought…” I couldn’t get it out. Tears choke me and I start to bawl.
Vixen fends off my sloppy attempt to fight him off and lifts me back on the bed
“Breathe, babe. You’re ok. I’m here.”
“But you weren’t! And you promised you wouldn’t leave me.” I wail, sounding pathetic even to my own ears.
“I know, baby. I’m so sorry.” He scoops me back into his arms while apologising, and I let him without a fight, glad that he is back. My heartbeat calms down instantly, although the tears are harder to subdue. I hit his shoulder in frustration, and he doesn’t even make a sound at my feeble attempt.
“Of course that didn’t hurt you. You’re a massive reindeer man with a magical penis and powers,” I hiccup, and he chuckles at my outburst.
“What?”
“You know what I mean, Vixen.” I try to stay mad, but the longer I'm in his arms the safer I feel, and the sillier my outbursts get.
“I’m sorry I left. I thought you would be sleeping longer, and I wanted to assess the situation.”
I tense up at the word ‘situation’ because I know he means Erik.
“Where is he?” I whisper.
“Don’t you worry about him. He will never hurt you again.”
“Is he dead?” I look at him through watery eyes, and see anger in his .
“He is not.” He says with a tight jaw. “I wanted to send him to hellunder, but Santa wouldn’t allow it. He wants to give him a second chance.”
“Why would Santa do that after what he did to me?”
“It wasn’t about you Zaza. He didn’t have a choice.”
I sit and listen to Xin’s explanation about Erik being an outcast elf, and I can’t believe I actually feel sorry for him. He must have felt so lonely all those years. But what he did to me is no excuse.
“I don’t know if I can have him near me again. Elf or not-”
Xin’s hand comes up and he places his fingers on my lips.
“You don’t need to do anything you don’t want to. I will keep you safe. You’re mine.” He kisses me deeply, only pulling away to look me in the eyes.
“And you’re mine,” I whisper before aggressively grabbing the back of his head, and go to pull him closer.
He doesn’t budge, and instead looks at me in concern. I, on the other hand, begin to grind in his lap in hopes he catches my drift. I bite my lip and realise it doesn’t hurt anymore. Nothing does.
Holy shit that mating bond worked. I’m healed.
“Are you feeling ok?” he asks gently.
I shake my head no, and concern fills his face.
“What hurts. What do you need?”
I bite my inner cheek to stop myself from smiling at my ruse.
“It’s my turn to fuck my mate. Show you that we belong together.”
His pupils change at my words and I see his Adams apple bob as he swallows.
“But I know we—” I don't let him finish. He is cut off by my lips and me putting his hand between my sopping wet legs.
That's right baby.
This time will be different. No slow go. No dainty safe movements bullshit. Nope. This time I’m in charge.
Vixen wastes no time getting naked, and when I fan open the blanket to show him my body, he licks his lips in anticipation. He’s back in the bed in seconds, but when he goes to get on top, I flip him over.
Thankfully this time he moves with me. If he hadn’t I would still be there pushing on him like a thousand-pound boulder.
Once he’s on his back, I roll on top and run my wet cunt over his stiffening cock.
He reaches up as if to slow me down but I grab his hands and clamp them on my ankles as I rear-up.
With my knees at my shoulders, I hold my new toy and plummet it into my pussy.
Feeling him so deep while one hundred percent is a whole new experience.
I’ve never felt such a strong thrill, and I’m not the only one.
My newly un-virgined beast roars with pleasure and I beam.
The idea of him being in ecstasy has me already on edge.
Good thing too, because once I start bouncing, he’s not going to last.
With him as my anchor, I glide up and down, over and over. His cock hits every spot—somehow at once—and I can’t help but shout. It’s no secret what we’re doing, and at this rate, skiers on the mountain might even hear. Hell, we might be louder than bagpipes at this rate.
Xin joins, groaning and grunting as I make him mine.
I debate on switching it up. Maybe turning around and clapping my big ass in his face, but as I attempt to get up a rush overcomes both of us.
He lets go of my legs and grips my waist, pulling me down on and filling all the way.
I yelp and lean down to bite his chest as I cum full force.
He growls, taking in the pain of my teeth as I brand him the way our bond has branded my soul.
That’s right baby, bask in your victory, I silently giggle.
“Whoa.” He huffs, and all I can do is smile.
“I thought you meant your mouth.”
“Pardon?”
“Earlier you mentioned something with your mouth. But this… wow. Yep.”
“Oh a blow-job. I did, didn’t I?”
“A blow-job?”
I nod, and slip off his tool with a pop. His cum rushing out and onto his stomach. “Go get us something to clean up with and I’ll show you exactly what I meant.”
“Already?”
“Oh yeah. I don’t know how, or why but I think I could go to town with you all day every day.”
“To town?”
“It’s just a saying, it’s not literal. Now get me a warm towel like a gentleman.”
He jumps up at my demand and scurries off to our on-suit, coming back within seconds.
We give ourselves a wipe down and before he can toss his towel I am on my knees, bringing his dick back to life.
“Oh wha, ok.” he blurts when I put it in my mouth, and give a throaty-groan.
As if he’s done it before, Xin’s hips piston with no control.
“This is my face, you need to take it easy on me, big guy” I warn, pulling away and rubbing my jaw.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry… I shouldn’t”
“Shouldn’t move. I agree, at least this time anyway.” I wink. “We’ll talk about face fucking another time. Now be a good reindeer or you won’t get any more treats.” He stiffens, and holds his hands up in surrender. “Good boy.”
I take my mate on the ride of his life. Licking him like a lollipop just like I said I would.
His knees wobble and the noises he makes are from another world.
Even after taking my ride, he can’t quite hold back.
Within a few pumps down my throat and cranks of my wrist he’s ready to blow. I suck harder ready for him.
I take the first burst, then pull back and hold out my tongue as he finishes. He eyes me, wide with shock and glee as I retract my tongue and swallow everything he’s given me.
"How was that?" I bat my eyes.
“Wow.” he breathes.
Wow indeed.