Page 8 of Yule Be Mine

There was clear possessiveness in his voice that I loved hearing. Lucian leaned down, brushing a soft kiss against my forehead before gesturing toward the kitchen. I held in my disappointment that he didn’t want to fuck me right here and now in front of the fire.

“Breakfast is ready.” He took my hand and led me toward the table.

When he pulled the chair out for me, I took my seat. He sat beside me, grabbed the edge of my chair, and dragged it toward him, the legs scraping along the floor until we were pressed side-to-side. He had coffee for himself but made me homemade hot chocolate, which even had marshmallows floating on the top.

He’d madezopf—a rich, buttery, braided bread he served with even more butter and jam. There was a cheese and fruit plate in the center of the table andmüesli—rolled oats soaked in yogurt and mixed with berries and nuts—drizzled with honey on top.

Lucian had his hand on my thigh, the weight warm and heavy and very possessive.

“Eat, sweetheart.”

I picked up a piece ofzopf, and after a bite and my shyness settling, my appetite rose because I’d had a fuck-fest just hours before. I shifted on the chair, my pussy sore, and the motion made me gush, wetness slipping out of me.

I knew exactly what it was.

Lucian’s cum.

It was after I swallowed a mouthful of food that I realized Lucian was watching me and not eating.

“W-What?” I murmured and washed the food down with a large swig of hot chocolate.

“I enjoyed last night,” he said, his voice dropping slightly and dripping with sexual need.

I glanced down and saw his massive erection tenting his gray sweats.

Lucian set his mug down, dipped his finger into the bowl of jam, and brought it to my lips. I was too surprised by the act that I sat there in silence as he smeared the berries over my lips. And then he leaned in and licked it off until my mouth was only slightly sticky from the sugar.

“You were such a good girl for me, Sophia.” He leaned back and ran his tongue over his lips, growling as he kept his gaze unrelenting.

“You make it easy to be,” I replied breathlessly.

“I wasn’t sure how you’d take to the Krampus fantasy,” he continued, his tone heating, “but you surprised me by how hot you fucking were while taking me.”

God, I was flushed and wet—a mixture of my arousal and his cum from last night and early this morning when he unleashed massive loads into my body.

“You gave yourself over to it… to me… completely.” His voice was a purr. “You’re so fucking delicious. You’re the best I’ve ever had,bebbi.”

I was so sore but wanted his cock again. I swallowed hard, my heart racing. Lucian twisted in his seat, braced a forearm on the table, and crowded me. And I loved it. His other hand rested on the back of my chair as he leaned down, his lips brushing my ear.

“You’re wet, aren't you?”

I closed my eyes and shivered as I nodded. “Your cum is slipping out of me,” I confessed.

He growled. “That’s so fucking hot.” He ran the tip of his fingers along the curve of my bare shoulder. “You’re mine, Sophia.” His voice was firm and full of obsessed dominance. “Tell me what I want to hear.”

His warm breath brushed along the shell of my ear, followed by the wet feel of his tongue tracing the same path.

I glanced up at him from under my lashes when he leaned back, knowing what he wanted. “I’m yours.”

“That’s good,bebbi. Really good. Because I don’t want to keep us a secret anymore.”

My smile was instant, and this different kind of warmth filled me.

“I know you wanted to take things slow, but not showing you off as mine and trying to control myself every time you come into my office—all because you want to keep things professional—is really fucking hard, sweetheart.” His gaze was firm and steady.“No more hiding, Sophia. No more sneaking around. I want everyone to know you’re mine.”

My appetite was gone because my need to be with Lucian in every single way overrode everything else.

For so long, our relationship had existed in the shadows. We kept things secret, and that was because of me not wanting to potentially ruin what we had. At work, he was my boss. And after hours, he was the best lover I’d ever had. Things were perfectly separate, compartmentalized. But as time passed, I fell in love with Lucian.