Chapter 6
The shadows pulsed thicker, darker, hungrier, and Eira rose from Nick’s lap, stepping back until the soft glow of the remaining tree lights bathed her in an ethereal radiance.
She stood before his seated form, all grace and power, and with heat in her eyes, she passed her hands over her hair.
Her horns grew from her head, dark and twisted and sharp, yet Nick had never seen anything so glorious in his life.
She was a queen, a goddess, a devil, and she stood before him, the owner of his soul.
“If you were serious about begging for forgiveness on your knees, then be a good boy and get to work,” she said as the shadows danced around her, the darkness radiant and powerful.
Nick seized the back of her knees and jerked her forward until she hovered above him, and with desperate hands, he ripped her pants from her body, tossing the shredded fabric across the floor.
“Take off your shirt, little shadow,” he said as his palms slid behind her thighs and drew her to his mouth. “I want to see what I’m about to worship.”
Eira pulled her clothes off before dragging her fingers seductively down her neck and breasts to tease her nipples.
The sight was too much for Nick, and he yanked her against him, sucking her clit into his mouth.
The jolt of pleasure caused Eira to lose her balance, and she tipped forward, her palm catching her fall in Nick’s dark hair.
She laced the soft locks around her knuckles and then jerked his head back until he stared into her eyes as he ate, and lord did he feast. Her core coiled tight as his hands dug into her thighs, pushing her further against him.
His tongue delved inside her. His lips vibrated with his soft hum of enthusiastic appreciation for the woman coming apart against his mouth, and Eira felt out of control.
This wasn’t her body. It couldn’t be. It felt too amazing, her nerves firing over and over and over and over as his gaze drank in the vision of her above him.
Her arousal dripped down his chin, and he growled against her pussy as he devoured her.
“You look exquisite between my thighs,” she said, heady with the power of her building orgasm. “Be a good boy and make me come, Santa.”
Nick raised an eyebrow, loving the wicked gleam in her eyes, and he peeled a hand from her beautiful leg. Slipping two fingers inside her, he expertly coaxed her climax to the surface, and she came so hard, her legs gave out.
Eira collapsed into Nick’s waiting arms, body shaking from the intensity.
This man was magic, and not because of his Christmas spirit, but because he brought the stars down to earth just for her.
He kept his fingers inside her until the last delicious wave crested, but when she leaned her forehead against his muscled chest to recover, he gripped her horns as if he was fisting her hair and pulled her head back.
“No, no, little shadow.” He shoved his pants down, freeing his hard cock, and the sight of it flooded her with arousal. He was thick and long, his size too big for most women, but Eira knew that sinking onto him was an almost religious experience, her voice screaming to God as heaven came to earth.
“We aren’t done yet.” Nick used her horns to guide her down, inch by delicious inch, pushing into her body as he slid home. “I missed too many years with you, and I intend to make up for lost time.”
His fingers against her horns were too much to bear. He knew what she was. He knew, and he still wanted her, still loved her, and she took him to the hilt, the knowledge of his acceptance flooding him with her wetness.
He urged her to move with her horns, and Eira rocked against him, riding him with a wild abandon she hadn’t experienced in years. He filled every inch of her, and Eira’s fingers found their way to her breasts, pinching her nipples as her pleasure built.
“Good girl, my little shadow,” he praised as he thrust up to meet her every movement. “Play with yourself. Show me just how beautiful you are.”
“Nick,” she moaned, her orgasm teetering on the edge, and she rolled her blush nipples between her fingertips harder. The sensation shot a lightning bolt of lust to her pussy, and she increased the pressure, arching her back so he could watch her pleasure herself.
“Not yet,” Nick ordered, releasing her horns and gripping her waist. He yanked her against his chest, causing her fingers to fall from her breasts, and for a moment, he was lost in the sight of how they bounced as he fucked her. “Don’t come yet.”
“Please, Nick,” she begged, wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him close as she kissed him. He still tasted like her, and she moaned into his mouth, letting him capture her every sound.
“I said, not yet,” he growled against her lips. “Be a good little shadow and hold out for me. I want to come with you.”
“Nick, please,” she was almost incoherent with bliss. “I can’t… I can’t wait.”
“Eyes on me, Eira.”
Her gaze snapped to his, and she saw adoration and desire and hope for the future in his eyes.
“You aren’t allowed to come yet. I want you to finish with me as I fill you up. I want you to tell me how much you love me as you scream.”
“Nick, I…” she reached between them and slid her fingers around his cock, massaging his thickness as she rode.
“Eira,” he growled, jerking with uncontrolled pleasure. “Playing dirty I see.”
“I’m a Krampus.” Her free hand pulled his hair, tilting his head back so he could look into her eyes, and she loved how his gaze slipped to her horns. “I’m always on the naughty list.”
“Then I’m right there with you.” He gripped her horns again and tugged her to his mouth. “Now come on my cock, my beautiful shadow.”
His words unlocked the flood inside her, and Eira screamed her love for him as she came apart.
He repeated every word back to her, thrusting hard as they chased their climaxes together.
It was endless. It was eternal, and when the ecstasy finally faded into a faint glow, Eira rested her horned head against Nick’s heart, thankful she hadn’t killed Santa.