“We would make a great team. Some Krampuses took their punishment too far, but I know you, Eira.” He cupped her jaw lovingly. “I can tell by their breathing that they aren’t fatally hurt. I think you saved that rage for me.”
“I did, and I’m not one bit sorry.”
“I don’t doubt it. You’re the best of your kind, and I strive to be the best of mine. I want us to work together, to stop thissenseless bloodshed.” He gripped her chin and drew her close until their lip brushed with the faintest touch. “But there’s more to that wish than peace and an end to the war. I want you, my little shadow. In my life and in my bed. I regret walking out on you even if it saved your life, but now that I found you, I can’t leave again. I still love you, and I promise to make up for my mistakes, to atone for my sins… on my knees, if that’s what it takes.”
Eira exhaled, the breath all she needed to seal their lips together. She kissed him deeply, tasting him, claiming him, loving him. Nick's broad hand slipped under her dark hair and he gripped her neck, pulling her closer.
“Do you think it would work?” Eira breathed into his mouth. “Could we change things?”
“If you forgive me and give me a second chance, I would make it work. I would fight every day to fix our history because I can’t live without you, not after tonight. We no longer have secrets between us. We could start over, making Christmas what it used to be.”
“I want to give you a second chance.” Eira climbed into his lap, straddling his powerful thighs to feel his hard length push against her. “To give us a second chance, and even knowing you’re the Santa, I don’t think I could kill you. I would rather fight with you than against you.”
“Then we have a deal.” Nick grabbed her hips and ground her down on his cock until her eyes glazed over with lust. “Tomorrow, we fight for a new future, but before we do that, will you grant me one thing?”
“I want to say anything, to trust you, but I’m scared.”
“That’s all right. I’ll earn your trust, my little shadow.” He nipped at her breast; her pebbled nipple peaked and perfect, even through her top.
“Then, yes, I’ll grant you one favor. It’s Christmas, after all.”
Nick stared at her mouth as if it was the only thing that mattered in this world. His thumb lifted, tracing her bottom lip and drawing it toward him with a soft pull, and Eira knew she would do anything for this man.
“Let me fuck you with your horns showing.”
The shadows pulsed thicker, darker, hungrier, and Eira rose from Nick’s lap, stepping back until the soft glow of the remaining tree lights bathed her in an ethereal radiance. She stood before his seated form, all grace and power, and with heat in her eyes, she passed her hands over her hair. Her horns grew from her head, dark and twisted and sharp, yet Nick had never seen anything so glorious in his life. She was a queen, a goddess, a devil, and she stood before him, the owner of his soul.
“If you were serious about begging for forgiveness on your knees, then be a good boy and get to work,” she said as the shadows danced around her, the darkness radiant and powerful.
Nick seized the back of her knees and jerked her forward until she hovered above him, and with desperate hands, he ripped her pants from her body, tossing the shredded fabric across the floor.
“Take off your shirt, little shadow,” he said as his palms slid behind her thighs and drew her to his mouth. “I want to see what I’m about to worship.”
Eira pulled her clothes off before dragging her fingers seductively down her neck and breasts to tease her nipples. The sight was too much for Nick, and he yanked her against him, sucking her clit into his mouth. The jolt of pleasure caused Eira to lose her balance, and she tipped forward, her palm catching her fall in Nick’s dark hair. She laced the soft locks around her knuckles and then jerked his head back until he stared into her eyes as he ate, and lord did he feast. Her core coiled tight as his hands dug into her thighs, pushing her further against him. His tongue delved inside her. His lips vibrated with his soft hum of enthusiastic appreciation for the woman coming apart against his mouth, and Eira felt out of control. This wasn’t her body. It couldn’t be. It felt too amazing, her nerves firing over and over and over and over as his gaze drank in the vision of her above him. Her arousal dripped down his chin, and he growled against her pussy as he devoured her.
“You look exquisite between my thighs,” she said, heady with the power of her building orgasm. “Be a good boy and make me come, Santa.”
Nick raised an eyebrow, loving the wicked gleam in her eyes, and he peeled a hand from her beautiful leg. Slipping two fingers inside her, he expertly coaxed her climax to the surface, and she came so hard, her legs gave out.
Eira collapsed into Nick’s waiting arms, body shaking from the intensity. This man was magic, and not because of his Christmas spirit, but because he brought the stars down to earthjust for her. He kept his fingers inside her until the last delicious wave crested, but when she leaned her forehead against his muscled chest to recover, he gripped her horns as if he was fisting her hair and pulled her head back.
“No, no, little shadow.” He shoved his pants down, freeing his hard cock, and the sight of it flooded her with arousal. He was thick and long, his size too big for most women, but Eira knew that sinking onto him was an almost religious experience, her voice screaming to God as heaven came to earth.
“We aren’t done yet.” Nick used her horns to guide her down, inch by delicious inch, pushing into her body as he slid home. “I missed too many years with you, and I intend to make up for lost time.”
His fingers against her horns were too much to bear. He knew what she was. He knew, and he still wanted her, still loved her, and she took him to the hilt, the knowledge of his acceptance flooding him with her wetness.
He urged her to move with her horns, and Eira rocked against him, riding him with a wild abandon she hadn’t experienced in years. He filled every inch of her, and Eira’s fingers found their way to her breasts, pinching her nipples as her pleasure built.
“Good girl, my little shadow,” he praised as he thrust up to meet her every movement. “Play with yourself. Show me just how beautiful you are.”
“Nick,” she moaned, her orgasm teetering on the edge, and she rolled her blush nipples between her fingertips harder. The sensation shot a lightning bolt of lust to her pussy, and she increased the pressure, arching her back so he could watch her pleasure herself.
“Not yet,” Nick ordered, releasing her horns and gripping her waist. He yanked her against his chest, causing her fingers to fallfrom her breasts, and for a moment, he was lost in the sight of how they bounced as he fucked her. “Don’t come yet.”
“Please, Nick,” she begged, wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him close as she kissed him. He still tasted like her, and she moaned into his mouth, letting him capture her every sound.
“I said, not yet,” he growled against her lips. “Be a good little shadow and hold out for me. I want to come with you.”
