Page 22 of A Beastly Christmas Cheerful
Gripping his shoulders, I keep hold of him as he pushes in a little. “I want you inside of me.”
“There is no going back,” he says, his tone filled with a warning that I don’t need. If anything, he needs a warning from me. He’s turning me into a clinger, and I might never let go.
“I don’t want to go anywhere,” I tell him as he brushes hair away from my face.
“Good, because I’m not letting you.”
Marley kisses me, and I open for him. His tongue skims over mine, and I taste myself as he slowly enters me. The full head of his cock stretches me open, and I let out a small yelp when he breaks the barrier of my virginity.
My nails dig into his shoulders at the sharp but fleeting pain, but it's hard to pay attention to it when Marley is kissing me like I’m the air he needs to breathe. He steals the air from my lungs when he thrusts all the way inside, and his big body stills on top of me.
He stays that way for a long time, only breaking the kiss when I start to relax. I knew he would make this as painless as possible, and it makes me so happy that I saved myself for him. I’m glad that it wasn’t with some high school boy while we were fumbling in the backseat of a car.
"You with me, beauty?" Marley says, and I smile up at him.
"Always and forever."
"That's my girl."
He pulls out, and when he sinks back into me, his eyes search my face. I know he's being careful and doesn’t want to hurt me, which only makes me fall more in love with him. Marley is the only person that’s ever truly wanted me to be happy and taken care of. All he wants is to give me pleasure and make me smile.
“Yes,” I moan, lifting my hips to meet his.
“You’re being such a good girl for me,” he encourages as our bodies find a rhythm together. “You’re going to cum, aren’t you?” I whimper as he smiles down at me. “Lock that sweet cunt around my cock and milk it.”
“Marley,” I gasp as his filthy words push me closer to my release.
He’s thrusting deep now, his thick cock filling every inch of my body. I’m so turned on that when he tilts his hips and picks up speed, I can hear the wet slaps. Now every time he bottoms out inside me, his pelvis muscle grinds against my clit. It feels like he’s everywhere as the sensation spreads to every inch of my body, consuming me.
“Beauty,” he grits out, and I know he’s close too. “Mine.”
“Yes!” I scream as stars explode in my vision. The orgasm is so powerful it causes all my muscles to clench and writhe under him in pleasure.
Marley groans my name as his cock jerks inside of me. There’s a solid pulse as he fills me with his cum, and my sex contracts around him. I squeeze him tighter, wanting his release as deep as I can get it.
“Belle,” he whispers in my ear as he collapses on top of me.
We lie like that for a long time with only the sounds of our breathing and the crackle of the fireplace to fill the silence. My whole body simmers with a warm contentment. Eventually Marley shifts, gathering me in his arms as he kisses me again. It’s filled with passion, and I want to believe there’s love in it too.
“Thank you,” he says softly as he cups my cheek. “It’s been a long time since I’ve really felt anything. You’re bringing me back to life.”
I snuggle closer to him, my heart close to bursting. “Thank you for accepting me as I am and not wanting me to change.”
“We fit each other.”
“We do,” I agree as I run my finger up and down his jaw. “This is all so perfect.” I look around the living room that’s lit by the fireplace we made love in front of and the dancing lights on the Christmas tree.
“This is the first Christmas I’ve celebrated since my accident,” he tells me as I trail my finger over the scar.
“You might not agree, but the scar makes you all the more interesting,” I say as Marley gives me a soft smile and leans into my touch.
“It’s worth it. The scar brought me to this cabin so a beautiful woman full of life could find me. Her happiness and cheer are contagious.”
If I didn’t know before now that I was in love with Marley, that surely would have sealed my fate. Resting my head on his chest, I listen to each beat of his heart while Marley’s hand drifts up and down my back.
“I hope we both get what we want for Christmas,” I say and turn my head to kiss his chest over his heart. My eyes feel heavy, but I try to fight sleep. I don’t want this night to end because it’s the perfect Christmas Eve. Better than any I could have ever dreamed of before now.
“If it’s in my power, I promise to give you everything you ever ask for, beauty,” Marley says. “Now go to sleep, sweet girl.”
