Page 56 of His Winter Wonderland

At this point, she as willing to trust him with everything, her body, her heart, her soul. It all belonged to him in this moment. She was his to do with as he pleased. And he did precisely that. He fucked her long and hard. He fucked her until sweat dripped from their bodies and soaked her sheets.

And when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he turned her over and fucked her harder, proving that she could take it as long as he could give it. To keep from continually crying out, Winter bit her lip until she bled. Though it was only a tiny scraped, the scent of her blood quickly filled the air.

Fucking her from behind, he reached around her, gripped her chin and tilted her head back. His eyes glowed brighter as he stared at the tiny drop of blood on her lips. She went to lick it away, but his growl stopped her. She froze, with her mouth open and her tongue sticking out.

Rhen bent down and swiped his tongue across her lip. A sigh escaped him and he ceased thrusting. They were both as still as statues. It was as if even time stood still. Winter waited and wondered what would happen next. Would the bloodlust kick in? Would she be forced to stake him to keep him from hurting her?

Or would he be able to tame the beast? He licked her lip again and then his tongue touched hers. The kiss started out slow, tender. Then he growled and kissed her deeply, passionately, shocking her because this wasn’t how she thought this would play out. He pulled almost all the way out of her then slammed into her.

She wanted to cry out, but her mouth was caught up in a fiery kiss from her mate. Her blood had increased his lust. But not for blood. For her. She hadn’t thought it possible for the sex to become more intense. She was wrong. He fucked her while kissing her.

He kissed her until they had to break apart for air and then he dove in again, claiming her lips. His hand moved between her thighs and he played with her clit while his cock delved between her silken folds. Nothing in this world could have prepared her for this night.

Nothing could have prepared her for this vampire. Even while bathing, she didn’t think she’d ever been this wet before. He released her mouth so she could gulp down air. Or so she’d thought. In truth, he released it to issue a command.

“Cum for me, Kitten.”

He slammed into her again and her body obeyed. She came harder than she’d ever cum before. Her scream filled the air as her walls tightened around his cock, convulsing, spasming around his cock. His roar joined hers and then his seed shot forth, filling her, triggering another orgasm. He kept thrusting.

Her pussy gripped him tightly, milking him for every drop he had to give. Their orgasm seemed to last forever. Caught up in the throes of pleasure, she was slow to notice that he while thrusting into her, he was licking and kissing the bonding mark on her neck and whispering four words, over and over again.

“I love you, Winter. I love you, Winter.”

He continued holding her and kissing her neck, long after their orgasms subsided and he slid out of her. He kept holding her and repeating those three words. She wasn’t going to say it back. She couldn’t say it. She had to think about it for a while. She had to wait and see if this could really work or not.

“Tell him,” War purred.

“Tell him!” Vicky screamed.

Not yet. She wasn’t ready. But she could show him. “Kiss me,” she whispered.

He looked to her.

“Kiss me, Rhen.”

He obeyed, claiming her lips in a tender kiss. A tenderness she didn’t know he could exhibit. He pulled away from the kiss and lay down on the bed, pulling her into his embrace. With her chest pressed against his, he tilted her head so he could reclaim her lips. On and on he kissed her, teasing her with his tongue.

His hands roamed over her back and bottom. It seemed he just couldn’t stop touching her. And though she kept her hands to herself, she was just as hungry for the contact. Her demon and inner animal begged for her to tell Rhen she loved him. No matter how much they pleaded she couldn’t do it.

Not until she was ready. To some, those words meant nothing. They could be thrown around easily and taken for granted. For her, those words were sacred. She’d never uttered them in real life before. There was no one she’d ever deemed worthy to hear them. Rhen could be that one.

Nonetheless she needed to be sure. Once she released those words, she couldn’t take them back. And there was power in words. She would not give that power away lightly. She and Rhen had all the time in the world. They were immortals. When the time was right, she’d tell him the true depth of her feelings for him.

He pulled away from the kiss and whispered, “I never thought my Christmas wishes would come true. You’ve made them all come true, Winter Warren.”

Winter smiled. She’d never been into Christmas wishes. She’d never believed in them. Tonight, she made a wish of her own. She wished this time next year, Rhen still felt this way for her. She knew she’d still feel this way about him.

“Want to make another wish come true?” He asked then winked.

“What?” Winter whispered.

“Want to let me stay the night?”

Yes, her inner beasts replied.

“No,” Winter said. She wasn’t ready for him to stay the night. That was too much too fast.

“Why not?” He groaned.