Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 13121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 66(@200wpm)___ 52(@250wpm)___ 44(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 66(@200wpm)___ 52(@250wpm)___ 44(@300wpm)
He held me up, keeping me impaled on his dick, his cock thickening a second before he spilled inside me and filled me with his hot, thick cum. The jets were so powerful I came again and lost all feeling in my arms and legs from the pleasure, unable to hold on to his horns any longer. But the grip he had on me let me know there was no way he’d allow me to hit the ground.
When his body stopped shaking, he pulled the mask off and buried his bare face in the crook of my neck, his breaths hot and fast as he panted against my throat.
He stooped from his towering height to wrap his arms beneath my ass and lifted me off the ground as he stood. I instantly wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms more firmly around his shoulders. His costume was made of fur and fleece robes, and it felt so soft against me.
I was aware of him gathering my pants and underwear that were still on the ground, and then he wrapped his robes around me, clutched his mask with his other hand, and left the alley.
It was when we were back on the street that he stopped right under a lamp, and I looked into his face. A face I knew all too well.
Lucian.
My boss… who was twenty years older than me.
And the man I’d been having a salacious relationship with for the past year.
“Take me to your place and fuck me again,” I whispered, staring into his eyes dreamily.
He grinned, kissed me deep and hard, and then headed to do exactly what I requested.
3
SOPHIA
Iwoke up to the soft-gray light of morning filtering in through the curtains.
My body was deliciously sore in all the right places, and the sheets and comforter were tangled around my legs.
I was warm, nestled in bed, but I was very aware I was also alone.
I glanced to the empty spot beside me, seeing ruffled sheets where Lucian had been.
With a soft sigh and a contented smile curving my lips, memories of last night filled my head. We’d never role played like that before, and to say it surpassed any expectation I had in the fantasy department was an understatement.
Lucian certainly had a kinky side, which he showed me when we fucked. And I noticed that every time we were together, those desires he harbored became a little more twisted, as if he were seeing how far he could push me.
And when he’d told me his plans to take part in the festival dressed as Krampus and stalk me until he had his way with me, I knew my desires went a little darker than I ever imagined.
My heart still raced as fragments of the night before rushed back to me—his towering figure, his glowing red eyes… the sheer size of him in that monstrous costume.
And when we’d gotten back to his place, the night had just begun with him fucking me until I was sore and soaked and clinging to him.
My lips tingled with the memory of his kisses, and my skin still hummed and burned from where he held me down and fucked me hard and raw.
Even now, I was sore between my legs with an ache that settled so deep that I knew I’d never be normal again.
And that turned me on like nothing else.
I sat up slowly, the cool air of the room brushing against my bare shoulders as I got my bearings for a moment before fully getting up. I grabbed one of Lucian's sweaters, the material oversized so that it fell to my knees and the neckline hung off one of my shoulders.
The faint scent of his cologne clung to it, and I brought the excess material to my nose and inhaled the warm, familiar scent that had my pussy tingling. After giving myself another second, I curled my toes against the chilled hardwood floor then put on a pair of Lucian’s thick, wool socks and ran my fingers through my tangled, dark hair.
I couldn’t help but glance back at the bed we’d shared only hours ago. The memory of his hands running up and down my body before holding me down to fuck me slammed into my head. His voice echoed through my ears, his dominance so thick and strong as he played the role of Krampus that I swore I still felt him lingering on my skin.
I could have stayed tangled in those sheets all day with him, but I forced myself to leave his room and head toward where I assumed he was. The house was quiet, save for the soft crackle of a fire in the living room.
As I descended the stairs, I paused at the landing, my breath catching while I stared at Lucian’s broad and muscular back as he stood by the stove and fixed breakfast. Looking away from him was hard as hell, but my gaze slid to the large picture windows in the living room. His mountain home was breathtaking.