Page 28 of Naughty Elf: Merry

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Page 28 of Naughty Elf: Merry

“You said you wanted to build snowmen.” I was teasing… mostly. If that was still what he wanted to do, I’d help him create an army of them.

“Oh, yeah. My mind is way past that now.” He looked down at my cock and licked his lips. “That other thing you talked about—the marking—let’s do that. Take me home, alpha. Now.”

I never got dressed so quickly in my entire life.

As soon as we stepped inside, our lips crashed together in a passionate kiss. Merry’s hands roamed my back as I kicked the door shut behind us. We stumbled down the hall to the bedroom, frantically undressing each other along the way. Shirts and pants were tugged and pulled at until they were gone, and we tumbled onto the bed in just our underwear.

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” Merry murmured breathlessly between kisses. His hands caressed my chest, making my skin tingle with desire. “I was afraid maybe you…”

“Trust me, Merry, I did too. I didn’t want to push, but I wanted this… I need this. ”

I rolled on top of him, pressing our bodies together as I took his lips again. We ground our hips, our hardening lengths rubbing together through the thin fabric.

“Please, Hernan,” Merry whimpered. “I need you inside me.”

Meeting his lust-filled gaze, I nodded. “I need you too, baby. Gonna make you mine.”

Slowly, I slid down his body, trailing kisses across his chest and abs. I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his boxer briefs and tugged them off, freeing his cock. He was perfect—thick and long and so hard.

I took him into my mouth, savoring the salty taste of his precum on my tongue. Merry let out a strangled moan, hands grabbing fistfuls of the sheets. I licked, sucked, and swallowed his length, loving the way he was squirming beneath me.

“Hernan, please...” he begged. “I need you inside me.”

Releasing him with a pop, I kicked off my own boxer briefs. Positioning myself between his spread thighs, I rubbed the tip against his slick entrance.

“You ready, baby?” I asked softly. At his eager nod, I slowly pushed forward, groaning at the tight heat engulfing me inch by inch. Merry whimpered, hands gripping my arms

Once I was fully sheathed, I held still, giving him time to adjust. When he rocked his hips, I began to move, building a steady rhythm. We’d been together before, but this was different—it was more. Nothing had ever felt so right.

“Harder,” Merry panted, wrapping his legs around my waist. “Faster!”

I picked up the pace, snapping my hips and driving into him with deep, powerful thrusts. The bed creaked beneath us as flesh slapped against flesh. Merry cried out, back arching off the mattress. He was even more communicative today, letting me know everything he felt—wanted—needed. It was as hot as my dragon’s flames.

“Yes! Right there!” he moaned. “Don’t stop!”

Angling my hips, I made sure to hit that spot inside him on every thrust, pushing him closer to the edge. We were both close.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” Merry gasped.

“Do it, baby,” I growled. “Come for me and then mark me as yours!”

Merry’s release burst between us, painting our chests with ropes of pearly essence. The rhythmic clenching of his walls triggered my own orgasm, and I thrust one final time, my knot growing as I emptied inside him. I sank my teeth into his shoulder, marking him as mine.

“Mine!” I rumbled around a mouthful of his flesh.

“Yours,” Merry agreed breathlessly, tilting his head to nuzzle my neck. “And you’re mine.”

Chapter 21

Merry

“Are you trying to get me back into bed?”

My dragon shifter leaned over me, and thank gods he wasn’t offering me coffee, or worse, bacon. My exhaustion must’ve come from the festival's aftermath. I’d put all my time into it, running on empty for days, not eating properly, making lists, and checking them twice.

That was a North Pole elf joke. We had computers, not a pen and paper.

My head was fuzzy, and I couldn’t figure out why me huddling under the bedclothes was a hint I wanted sex. I didn’t. Not now, not this morning. In general, yes. Sex with Hernan was the perfect way to begin and end the day, and if afternoon delight was on the menu, I chose that every time.




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