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  Her eyes sparkled as they met mine.

  “And see that smile split across your face for me.”

  She nodded, and I tucked her in tighter.

  Fuck the cat. Let the little bastard get squashed between us. “Someone needs to tell the cat the tits are mine now.”

  Aurora grinned, setting the cat on the bed next to her before rolling over and crawling on top of my hips. Seeing her straddle me, those warm thighs locked around my waist, got me hot all over again. “Thought you were gettin’ sleepy?”

  “Not when there’s a cocky carpenter in my bed.” Her hands splayed across my chest as her hips began a slow rock.

  “Hot for my tool, huh?”

  “So hot,” she murmured, cupping her tiny little hand around my heavy cock. “I want a taste of the goods.”

  My eyes shot open, surprised as hell by her admission.

  “Won’t argue with you there, Snow. Nothing I want to see more than your pretty lips wrapped around my cock.”

  She arched one eyebrow, then slid down my body, licking the tip with her tongue.

  I groaned, hips arching off the bed when she sucked my cock past her lips, eyes holding mine as she licked up and down the rock-hard steel.

  “Mmm, merry fucking Christmas to me.”

  She hummed then, pushing my cock down her throat and swallowing. The walls of her throat squeezed, and my cock twitched as another orgasm fired through my spine.

  “I’m gonna come, gorgeous. I can't control myself with you.”

  “Then don’t,” she breathed, licking at the tip again before swallowing me whole.

  “Fuck, baby. I might be losing my fucking mind, but it seems like everything about you was made for me.”

  “You say that to all the girls?”

  My eyes widened, and without thinking, I flipped her over, hovering over her again and catching her lips with mine. “I don’t just go sticking my dick into any random hole, Snow. There’s only you. Only—” I slid my cock up the seam of her cunt “—fucking you.”

  Later that night, after I’d fucked her with my tongue every which way known to man, I found myself on my hands and knees getting cozy under Aurora’s tree, and not in a fun way.

  I’d started in on her for not having a single holiday decoration up in the house, and now here I was, eating my words with glittery-ass tinsel at the ready. But damn if she didn’t look cute, all rosy cheeks and red ornaments in hand.

  “Keep lookin’ at me with those puppy dog eyes, and I’ll fuck you into next Christmas. Won’t even come up for air.” I pushed a hand into her hair, hauling her to me in a gentler kiss.

  “What if I said I’m not opposed to that?” she whispered. “Hell, I’d say you were made for me, Snow. A Christmas gift from above.”

  Chapter Six

  Aurora

  “Snow!” He bellowed my name.

  I shook my head, tossing the last of the garland on the floor. We’d gotten about halfway into decorating the Christmas tree last night before his hands on my body rendered me pretty much useless. “Yeah?”

  “Your fucking pussy won’t let me out of the bathroom.”

  I burst into a laugh, trailing down the hallway to find Declan and Twinkles at a standoff. She was in hunt mode, her focus squarely on Declan’s bare toes.

  “Didn’t take you for such a pussy.” I winked at Declan as I lifted Twinkles into my arms.

  “Didn’t know I had to get approval from one pussy to get to yours.” He wrapped his arms around my neck, hauling my back against his front and pressing the heavy weight of his cock against my backside.

  “Mmm, I feel sore from last night.”

  “Guess that means I did my job. Loved burying my face between your legs and feeling you come all over my beard.” His hand slipped down the waistband of my panties, and he fingered my clit. “I’ll just move my attention to your backside.”

  I moaned when one hand wrapped in my hair, angling my neck so he could attack my skin. He nipped and licked, soothing the ache his teeth left.

  His thumb grazed my ass, sending shivers of anticipation through me. “What I wouldn’t give to slip my cock into this tight hole.”

  *

  Declan

  She gasped when I took Twinkles from her, dropping the fur ball on the floor at our feet and pushing her sexy owner back to the living room.

  I spun Aurora to face me, those big eyes looking up at me as she licked her lips. Those thick lips that looked like they were just begging for my dick. I was willing to do whatever it took to get her to oblige. Normally, I was a laid-back guy, but just the sight of that woman, and suddenly, I was being led around by my dick. A bead of come wetting the front of my pants caught her eye.

  “Open up, gorgeous. I need to fuck your mouth. You’ve got me hard, and now it’s time for you to take care of it.”

  She dropped to her knees, peering up at me from under thick lashes and making my cock leak more. I pushed the zipper down on my pants, and a moment later, her warm lips covered my cock as she sucked me to the back of her throat. My hands threaded into her hair, fisting harder, tighter, and then I was barely holding on to control again. Stars burst behind my eyelids, and the thick vein throbbed up the underside of my dick.

  Her tongue slid against the hot flesh, and my cock started to twitch violently, long jets of come streaming through her lips. She swallowed me down like a champ, and for the first time in my life, I wanted to drop to my knees and beg this woman to marry me.

  “Fuck, I think you nearly sucked my soul out of my dick,” I grunted, lifting her up off the floor and sliding her onto the couch, caging her under my arms.

  I slammed my cock against the thin little barrier of her underwear, desperate to take and take and then take some more.

  “Don’t know what you do to me, Snow.”

  Her hands stroked the length of my cock, making me hard as steel again. I couldn’t wait a second longer. I’d go fucking insane if I wasn’t buried inside her and pumping until we were both screaming for God.

  She was too hot, too sweet, too willing to take what I had to give. Her panties were damp and soaking my dick through the cotton. Then there were soft moans, hands in her hair, hands in my hair, nails sliding down the hard flesh of my back before I was strung so tight I was afraid I might hurt her when I took her the first time.

  “Fuck yourself. I want to see how you get that pretty pussy off.” I slid one of my hands down her body, fingertips pushing under her waistband.

  Just the sight of her cupping her own cunt nearly undid me, but I wanted more. I always wanted more from her.

  Pushing the panties down her thighs, I threw them over my head and nearly came at the sight of her dainty fingers working the soaked flesh.

  “Mine,” I growled, licking up the slit as her fingers worked the tight bud.

  Her hips started rocking, and before I knew it, she was coming in a torrent all over my face and her hand, the lights of the Christmas tree glowing across the sexy planes of her body, making my dick throb uncontrollably.

  “You make me so greedy for your cunt, Doctor.” I pushed her hands away and lapped up the juice that was still dripping from her cunt and wetting her thighs.

  I wanted to take Aurora every way known to man. My dick was so hard I could pound nails, and I was ready to fuck. I was ready to make her mine. Her face was rosy from her orgasm, and she looked even sweeter than when we first met. Something about getting her off made her all soft and gentle, and hell if I didn’t love this side even more than the feisty one.

  I couldn’t wait to get my dirty hands on her. “Legs open, gorgeous. I want to see what’s mine.”

  After hesitating for only a moment, she spread her legs, and I stood there, gazing on the most beautiful thing in all of creation. “Love looking at your pretty pussy. Fuck, you’re beautiful, laid out for me, legs spread, waiting to be taken.”

  She was too good for me. I was just a fucking carpenter, a grunt that pounded wood for a living, but
hell if she wasn’t here, pussy open and begging for me to fuck it. She was dripping down her thighs, leaking juice down the crack of her ass, and all I could do was lick my lips at the invitation.

  “You’re the only one who’s been with me like this. The only woman I’ve ever wanted to do this with. And after last night, you’re the only one who ever will again.”

  Her cunt quivered under my hungry gaze, and seeing her spread open and waiting made me impossibly harder. “I want to fuck you hard, gorgeous. I want you to remember the first time.”

  Her cunt was warm and soft like a peach, and the only thing on my mind was coating my face with her sweet juices. She owned me as much as I did her, and I wanted nothing more than to walk around with her pussy dripping off my beard.

  I slid my fingers past her entrance, feeling the warmth of her walls sucking me in before I came up against the telltale tissue of her hymen.

  “Jesus, Snow.” I pressed my forehead to hers, staggering my breaths as I tried to control myself. “You’re untouched?”

  She nodded shyly, her body tensing underneath mine. Christ, I’d just told her I was going to fuck her rough, and still, here she was, not running away from the raw, primal need pulsing out of me, desperate for her. “I want you sore and thinking of me every time you sit down. I’ll kiss it better later, but right now, I need to claim you. Tell me you want my come inside you. I need to hear the words.”

  Her pussy clenched with my filthy words, my cock jerking as she moaned, nodding, begging. “Come inside me, Declan.”

  “Tell me you want my come. Tell me you want it deep inside.”

  “I want it,” she breathed, eyes hooded as she looked up at me.

  With those words, I pushed her leg over my head, spreading her open nice and wide to take me. “So willing to take what only I can give you.”

  I pressed her heavy tits together, sliding the pad of my thumb across her nipple and watching her gasp and shudder under me. “Can’t control myself anymore. You want my cock, don’t you, baby?”

  She nodded once, and before she could open her mouth to speak, I shoved inside her, pushing through the last barrier that separated us. My thick cock took and took, her walls clenching and fisting around me as I bottomed out in the sweetest cunt I’d ever felt.

  Glancing down to where we were joined, I almost lost it right there as I saw her sweet cream spreading up and down my shaft as I fucked her. I thrust again, harder, deeper, the moans slipping past her lips like a fucking chorus to my favorite song.

  She was an angel, and I couldn’t wait to fuck her until she was weak in the knees and couldn’t even stand, my come slipping out of her, coating her skin and proving she was all mine.

  Her tiny little hand wove between us, sliding against my heavy balls, massaging them and causing the ache to increase. Seeing her hold me in her hand like that fucking undid me, and I thrust harder, my balls drawing up as semen shot its way out of my dick and emptied into her unprotected womb.

  Aurora Snow had me losing my ever-loving mind, she owned my balls, and I owned her. The orgasm blazed on through my system, sending me into another dimension while her pussy sucked up every last drop I had to give.

  “Lie down, baby.” I hummed at her ear, sliding my dick out of her and tucking her against me on the couch. “Be still.”

  “Mmm, why?” She stretched like a cat, a grin sliding across her face.

  “Wanna make sure my come is deep inside you.” I needed to make sure she was mine, that nothing would take her.

  Chapter Seven

  Aurora

  “I’ve never gone raw with anyone, Aurora. I don’t ever want anything between us, feel me?”

  The feminist that lived down deep inside me rattled her cage, and still, I said fuck it. Everything about his filthy words turned me on. If he said he wanted to tie me to his bed and fuck me for a month straight, I’d let him. I’d let him do anything.

  “I feel you,” I finally whispered. His hands contracted slightly on the back of my neck, pulling me to him in a fierce kiss.

  “Glad we’re on the same page,” he growled, sucking my nipple into his mouth and pulling hard. I giggled and yelped before he turned his attention to the other one. “Can’t wait till these are full of milk.”

  His hands slid between my thighs, swirling the arousal around, then cupping his dick in his palm and lining it up with my entrance. “Can’t control myself, and the way this pussy begs for me tells me you can’t either.”

  My head shook fiercely. I freely admitted that I was a slave to him.

  We’d been camped out at my house all weekend, and his dick hardly left my body. We made dinner naked. We showered. Then we fucked again. We made the bed, only to mess it all up as I yanked at the sheets and screamed Declan’s name over and over.

  I never wanted him to leave.

  His hands fisted at my round ass cheeks, angling me up to meet him, his dick thrusting in deeper than before. The sensations short-circuited my body as his cock ground against a sweet spot deep inside. “Come just like this, baby. My dick right here, so when you come I can empty into you.”

  My entire body clenched with his words, and it wasn’t a second later before his hand was working my clit, driving me closer and closer to the edge. Finally, I turned my face into the pillow and bit down, trying to muffle the sounds of ecstasy rolling through me.

  My orgasm set him off as he started coming in long, hard spurts deep inside, his hands holding me tighter as he angled my body to receive his seed.

  His arms wrapped around me, clutching me to him like he was desperate to never let me go.

  Hauling me into his arms, he tucked me against him, his cock still pressed inside me, more come drizzling down my thighs and wetting the sheets of our bed.

  Our.

  Somehow, it’d only been a weekend, and already, I couldn’t picture my life without him in it.

  I think Twinkles had even started to warm up to him. She actually curled up beside him on the couch last night while we watched a Christmas movie.

  Everything about the bubble Declan and I had been living in was perfect.

  He pulled me from my thoughts by peppering kisses up and down my body, turning me on and driving me crazy for him even more.

  “Love you, Snow.” His words spun through my head, leaving me dizzy and overwhelmed.

  Love.

  Love.

  Am I ready for love?

  I swallowed the lump in my throat then pulled away, stalking across the room naked and shutting myself in the bathroom.

  Plopping down on the toilet, I rested my head in my hands as slow tears began to track down my cheeks.

  I didn’t know anything about love. My mother was on her seventh marriage, so I’d learned firsthand that just because something felt right didn’t mean you ran off and married it.

  The doorknob rattled a second later, but still, I sat planted on the toilet.

  “Aurora, open the fucking door!”

  My eyes rolled before I stood and unlocked the door.

  “Nothing between us, remember?” His eyes were hard and serious.

  “What the fuck has you stomping out of the room like that?”

  I narrowed my eyes, my thoughts on fire. “I don't know anything about love. You don’t understand, my mother—”

  “I don’t give a shit about anyone else. Nothing comes between us, remember that?”

  “Yeah, of course, but your dick was inside me at the time. I didn't think, y’know, you meant it.”

  Declan's eyes shot open, his hands taking hold of my wrists and hauling me against him. “The hell I didn’t mean it. Mean every fucking word I say to you, and don’t you forget it.” His eyes softened, lips pressing kisses at the corner of my mouth. “First time I laid eyes on you, I knew you were different. I knew you were mine.”

  My eyes began to water. I tried to blink them away, but a stubborn salty tear tracked down my cheek. Declan swiped at it with his thumb, licking the pad of his finge
r, licking away my tears.

  “Can’t imagine if I hadn't found you, Dr. Snow. There’s not a day that goes by that I’m not thankful as fuck that I pounded that nail through my thumb.”

  “I would have found you,” I murmured, suddenly believing it. Something about us was meant to be, I had no doubt about that. But that didn’t mean words like love didn’t terrify me.

  “Can’t believe I missed you walking around this town all these years.”

  “Where have you been, Declan Callaghan?” I held his face against mine, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

  “Waiting for you, gorgeous. Been right here waiting for you all along.” His lips turned up in that cocky grin before he hauled me to my feet. “Think I can milk another orgasm out of you in the shower?”

  I giggled, letting him lead me into the walk-in stall, the hot water and Declan pressing down on me in the best of ways.

  His hands around my hips, his mouth grinding against my pussy, Declan milked another orgasm out of me, all right, and then gave me another with his cock before we both fell into bed, naked and happy.

  I’d never been more head-over-heels blissful.

  Chapter Eight

  Declan

  “Fuck, baby, that’s it. Fuck my cock until it’s buried deep.” Her sticky sweetness coated my tongue, her beautiful tits bouncing as she fucked me on the living room floor, work clothes spread around us while she rode me, beautifully naked.

  We were both gonna be late for work, but hell if I could bring myself to care. She’d been complaining about being sore all weekend, and all I could do was lick her to another orgasm, coat my beard in her thick juices, and make her come again and again.

  “Christ, can’t wait to move you in to my place. Have you every morning and every night.”