Page 61 of Scary & Bright

I used my size and strength to my advantage and sat myself up, spun us both around, and threw her down before me onto the pillows. Her pretty little green bra was still on, and that simply wasn’t going to do. I reached forward and flicked it open by its front closure and nearly lost myself as her breasts were exposed to me, her perfectly pink nipples standing at full attention.

Seeing her like this was my favorite part. Pussy wet and ready. Tits out. Her bottom lip pouting and her eyes wide. She was mine, and I had every intention of making her keenly aware of that fact.

“Look at you,” I said, wanting to shower her with praise. “I am so unbelievably lucky.”

She pulled her knees up and let them fall to either side, and like a magnet, my fingers found her while my other hand began to stroke the rock-hard head of my cock. Holly knew what I liked just as much as I knew what she liked, and every time we made love, we pushed those boundaries. As she cupped her hands under her own breasts and gently began to pinch and pull her nipples, I knew it was for me as well as for her. There was something about her touching herself that set me on absolute fire.

“No, I’m the lucky one,” she insisted before biting her bottom lip.

“Roll over,” I demanded. “Show me your ass.”

With her wetness on my hands, I slicked over the end of my cock, knowing I was going to fill her sweet cunt with all of me. As soon as she was on her knees, I pressed against her entrance and found her as ready as I was.

“Yes,” she moaned, her voice like a deep red wine. Absolutely intoxicating, and I took her plea as a sign to take her as I wanted.

I placed my hands on her hips, and she felt so petite that I almost wanted to be more careful with her.

Almost.

Instead, I inserted myself, slowly at first, savoring every flex of her muscles over me. But then, as she whimpered with want, I fucked her like the monster within me wanted to. I thrusted into her with such force that I could hear her exhales become wild and deep. My tongue escaped from behind my teeth like it had a mind of its own and began to circle her rear entrance. Based on her delicious cries, I knew she loved it.

“Mm-hmm,” I hummed to her, knowing she was a sucker for praise. I let my tongue back in my mouth to tell her more. “You’re such a good little girl taking all of my cock. No wonder you’re on the Nice List.”

“Loek, you’re going to make me come,” she whimpered, her voice pitched high enough to tell me she really was on the very edge of her orgasm.

If I wanted to match hers, I was going to need to speed myself up.

“Come for me. Do it,” I commanded before swirling my tongue around her ass again and picking up my pace.

I held tight to her hips as I pounded into her, and as she let out one final cry of victory and all her muscles bore down at me at once, I exploded into her. It was like lightning crackling all down my body for a moment before I absolutely melted with exhaustion. As I pulled myself out of her, I could see the evidence of my own orgasm dripping out of her, and it was such a satisfying thing to see. She really was mine, and only mine. If anyone ever dared to take her from me, I would happily do as Santa made me believe I had to do. I would kill. Maim. Destroy. Gladly. If it meant she stayed mine.

I leaned into her and wrapped my arms around her middle before collapsing to the side, pulling her with me.

“Holly, you’re something else, you know that?” I said before kissing the side of her neck.

“You’re the one who talks dirtier and dirtier every day!” she giggled, wiggling her body against me to close any gap between us.

“Don’t act like you don’t like it,” I said, knowing how right I was.

“Oh, shut up.” She sighed playfully.

We laid there for a minute as our bodies calmed down. The castle felt warmer and cozier than it ever had, and I knew she was to blame. All of this was because of her, and I still didn’t think she had any idea just how radically impactful she was on me. On the castle. On the toys. Every bit of this was because of her, and in that moment, as we laid in blissful silence under the nostalgic lights of the Great Tree, I knew exactly what to get her for Christmas.

26

HOLLY

“Wake up!” I knew I heard a voice, but I was tired. Maybe it was just a dream. I could barely make out the words, anyway.

“Wake up!” There it was again.

“Holly! Wake up!”

Finally, I snapped my eyes open, and there was Loek. In a woolly white bathrobe and with a cup of coffee.

“It’s Christmas morning!” he chirped.

“It sure is!” I said as I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand. I was still half asleep and had no idea what time it was, but at the very least there weren’t any toys around. Which was great because I was still very naked.