I told her, “Dylan will extend the Christmas cheer there as well. So, they will be covered on all fronts.” Emmaline asked, “Really? You think so?” I told her, “I really know they will. Dylan always included them. He hired people to follow Theo and sing Christmas songs to him for months.” Emmaline laughed back.
Dylan caught onto the mood. I linked Emmaline, “Snap me into the outfit please.” I quickly laid on the bed as Dylan hopped into our bedroom. I got my husband to tell me the catch for the party, and it was really good. Kiara gasped, “Krampus?! We have to save Christmas?!”
I was moderately worried Haley was somehow going to get Davis to be Krampus. Kiara cackled, “That would be funny.” Ok, it kind of would be. Maybe I could give her that little idea as a special surprise for Dylan. I’d have to weigh if his presence would kill the Christmas vibe.
Kiara said, “Ask the think tank for the Christmas Party, but AFTER you get us sex.” I quickly decided Krampus sounded too cool with his trolls and bad ass sleigh to be Davis. Maybe that man could be an evil elf. Kiara snickered.
Dylan pounced on me and his lips devoured mine before he bit my neck. “My Lacy Bunny knew exactly what I needed.” I moaned, “Dylan.” He kicked his pants off and straddled my shoulders, sliding his dick in my mouth.
Dylan smelled like Christmas Blossom Cookies. They were my favorite, so that was no surprise. The thing was my mate tasted like one too. Which is just a secret all mates keep fromeveryone for some reason. I dug my nails into his perfect ass pushing him deeper.
Dylan praised, “That’s my Alpha.” Kiara purred and spanked him. Dylan chuckled, “I love how that gets you going.” My husband began rocking his hips back and forth. He was getting close when he tried to pull out. I growled and locked my arms around his hips. I knew my mate could get out of this hold if he really wanted to.
Dylan smirked, “I want my candy cane treat.” I linked, “After my Christmas Blossom Cookie treat.” I loved that my scent was candy cane, but no one loved it more than my husband. Dylan claimed that meant it was Christmas year round in the Frost home.
I spanked Dylan again then dug my nails into his thigh. He growled and began moving faster until he came down my throat. My mate pulled out gently then came down to kiss my mouth. Kiara purred happily in my head.
Dylan nipped at my neck saying, “I think I get two treats because you changed my plan. That’s what Dylan should get.” I teased, “Aww, did the Beta’s plans get messed up?” My husband fake pouted, “Yes, they did.”
I spread my legs wider as he kissed down the lingerie I was wearing. Dylan winked at me and wiggled his eyebrows before he disappeared between my legs. I gasped when I felt his teeth on my inner thigh. I loved when he did that.
I asked, “Are you trying to give me a hickey?” Dylan snorted, “Trying? No, Iamgiving you a hickey so that when you walk around in your shorts people see that Dylan Frost has been here. A Beta has to be respected.” I rolled my eyes, but I loved it.
Kiara quite enjoyed that our mate left hickeys and usually didn’t heal them until people saw them. Which Fang adored. Dylan wiggled his eyebrows then ripped the bottom of the bodysuit. He stuck his nose in my clit. I moaned, “Dylan.” Dylansang, “It’s Christmas in July.” Then he dove in. I gripped the sheets instantly arching my back.
Dylan linked, “Why must you always run away from me while I go down you? Don’t answer. It’s because you know I love the thrill of the chase. That must be why you constantly run away.” I smiled despite the fact that I’d told him many times it was an involuntary reaction. I quite literally was not running away. Nor did I want him to stop.
Dylan locked his arms around my hips and bit the very inside of my thigh growling, “Now, let’s see you try to get away.” Then his tongue was on me again. I moaned and bucked my hips. Dylan chuckled and tightened his grip.
I screamed his name, “DYLAN!” as I came. He didn’t let up as his tongue continued licking my already sensitive clit. I thrashed and moaned as my mate made me come again. Dylan ripped the rest of the lingerie off and attacked my nipple, sliding one of his fingers inside me.
I wrapped my arms around him and began to pull at his hair. Dylan growled, sucked harder, then added another finger. I arched up into him moving at the pace his fingers were. I pleaded, “Dylan, please. Oh god.” Dylan switched nipples and added a third finger.
I whimpered in pleasure. Dylan linked me, “Come again for me, Lacy.” I screamed his name as stars exploded behind my eyes. Dylan pulled his fingers out. The man smirked at me, then sucked on them, before he moved at a pace I still didn’t understand how he possessed after all these years.
Dylan yanked me by my ankle to the end of the bed, so my hips were at the edge. He wrapped my legs around his hips and slid inside me. I inhaled before he pulled out slowly and slid back in. Dylan said, “You’re giving me back my Christmas joy.”
I argued, “You’ve always had your Christmas joy. You’re getting the party back. Dylanmas returns.” Dylan hummed,“Christmas will be as it should be again. You have to know it was always for you. Dylanmas should’ve been named Lacymas, but I couldn’t let Lucas know how much I loved you. He could’ve growled at me and then everyone would have been sad.”
I whispered, “Dylan.” Dylan said, “You loved the party, and I loved seeing you so happy. It was always you.” Before I could say anything, he slammed into me and set a quick pace that had me shattering through another orgasm.
Dylan simply flipped me over, spanked me, and slid right back in. I grabbed my nipple and tweaked it slowly as he pounded into me. I orgasmed again and he followed this time. Dylan nipped my shoulder, “You were playing unfair tonight. You know that seeing you play with your nipples speaks directly to my balls.”
I snorted, “You’re silly, but I adore you.” Dylan titled my head to his then kissed me deeply, sliding his tongue in before pulling back. My husband slid out of me before he picked me up to gently place me on the middle of the bed.
The man skipped naked to our bathroom to bring back a wash cloth to wash me off. I asked, “Would you be terribly upset if I told you there was another part to this whole plan?” Dylan gasped and jumped on the bed beside me.
My mate demanded, “Tell me everything, leave nothing out. You know what you talking lists and plans do to me.” He tapped his already hard dick. I bit my lip before my husband swooped in to kiss me again. Dylan ground into me and I dug my nails into his shoulders.
My husband responded by lining us up, so his dick was pressing against my clit. Dylan purred, “Be a good Alpha and tell me all about your plans. Then I’ll be a good Beta and make sure you are so relaxed while I take care of you.”
I moaned, “Dylan, I can’t think when you do this.” My mate rocked his hips and kissed my neck, “Yes, you can. I believe inyou and your Alpha blood.” I snorted, “Well, we’ve been talking about another pup.” Dylan growled and rubbed his dick on my clit harder, “Seeing you pregnant with my pup is a sight I love to see. If you’re ready, I’m ready. I have a dad hat ready to go.”
I snorted, “You’re already a dad, you goof.” Dylan whispered, “It says I knocked up my wife and is only for special occasions.” I laughed, “Of course it is. Well, Emmaline and I have a side plan going for Lucas and Eric to be challenged to release magic. Or to see who can do it first around September.”
Dylan gasped, “You’re going for a Christmas pup?! Lacy Lenore Frost, I don’t think you want to leave this bed. That was the hottest thing you’ve ever said to me. I can’t believe you asked if I’d mind. I think it’s the best thing I’ve ever heard! I will sing Christmas songs to this pup and give that Alpha and Beta blood, cooking in your oven, pup instructions to exit on Christmas after the presents have been opened.”
Kiara cackled in my head until Dylan slid back inside me. I moaned, “Dylan.” Dylan nipped my neck gently, “I love hearing you say my name. I love the feel of being inside you. I love everything about you, Lacy Frost. Especially your name change. It’s really my best work.”
