“There is no possible way I could lie next to you and not get hard, baby. Your beautiful body pressed against mine is enough to guarantee that, but then there are also your sweet curves and how they fit perfectly in my hands. Or that innocently sweet mouth that’s the stuff of naughty lists.”
The mouth he is referring to is currently hanging open in shock as he keeps speaking.
“I want you, little elf, but only when you are ready.”
His mouth finds mine, and he is kissing me in a way he’s never kissed me before. There’s want in it -and passion- but the surprising thing is how I am kissing him back. I didn’t realize I could kiss like this, didn’t understand all this pent-up…energy inside of me. I never knew I would be the one wrapping myself around him and pushing into him, rubbing against him like I want him more than I want my next breath. I never realized that when I was pinned under a man, I would be the one pullinghim closer and finding that I have this insane rush of power and strength from it.
It’s insanely dangerous, and I could easily become addicted to it without even realizing. He eats my kiss like a hungry man as we explore each other’s bodies and cling to one another. It’s like we’ve both been set adrift, and all we have is each other to hang on to for survival. Only he has what I need to stay alive.
Fire burns through me and follows his lips when he trails them down my neck and back up to my mouth. I want to tell him everything that is going through my head, but there’s a fear that holds me back that I might be the only one feeling this, that maybe it’s not as powerful for him. Maybe, since he’s done this before, it’s not as special as it is for me.
The thought has me pulling away from the kiss and realizing his hand has found my bare breast up under my borrowed shirt. We’re both breathing hard, and I’m almost certain my lips are swollen from all the kisses. My breath is coming out in pants like I just ran a marathon, and my heart is beating twice as hard.
This time, when he kisses me, it’s a lot softer, like he can tell I might be a little overwhelmed.
“I don’t want there to be any doubts, love.”
His eyes are the clearest blue I have ever seen and make me want to curl up against him and let him fight all my battles for me. What is even scarier to me is the fact that those eyes make me want to fight his battles for him. They make me want to protect him in a way I never wanted to protect someone before in my life. They make me want to hold him on hard days and tell people he’s perfect, that he is everything to me. They make mewant to give him all my days and nights and hand over my heart without a second thought. They make me fall in love with him even harder than I already am.
And all I can do is stare up at him, my hand cupping his cheek, as my whole world breaks and rearranges itself around him.
I want to be his shelter, his sanctuary, his home. And I don’t think he even realizes it.
Chapter Twenty-One
Luka
Istand at the bottom of the stairs and wait for what feels like forever for my little elf to come down to me. This morning, when I had her in my arms under me, everything was perfect…until it wasn’t. She touched my face and got the saddest look in her eyes, but before I could ask about it, my sister was knocking.
All I could do was kiss her silly before slowly taking my hand away from the soft, enticing mound of her breast and yelling for Janie to give us a moment. It’s like my angel was already mourning me leaving her, and I needed her to understand I am not going anywhere. Mentally cursing her father in three different languages, I cupped her face between my hands and made a promise to her while lying in our bed, my sister on the other side of the door waiting for us.
“When it happens, Lumi,” I stare right into her eyes, “it’s not going to be just some normal thing, sweetheart.”
She deserves to know. To be forewarned about who I am.
“I always keep what’s mine.”
I dragged my lips across hers before finally letting her up so my sister could sweep her off for their girls’ day. That was hoursago, and I have missed my angel more than is probably normal. I don’t sleep if she isn’t right beside me, I don’t feel right if she isn’t in the room with me, if I can’t breathe her in and touch her skin. She’s enchanted me, and I am completely fine with it.
My sister runs down the stairs first and turns me around, so my back is to them. Her cheeks are flushed, and she looks happy.
“Okay, okay! Are you ready to see your Christmas elf…,” she turns me around slowly, “when she’s turned into Mrs. Claus?”
Standing at the top of the landing is my Lumi…wrapped in red velvet and glowing. My breath catches, and for a moment I am struck speechless.
“Close your mouth, bro.” Janie gives a maniacal laugh before dancing around me.
She’s stunning…and all mine!
“Do you like it?”
She comes slinking down the stairs to me, and all I can think about is picking her up and carrying her back up to our bedroom.
“I…you…fuck!”
“That means he likes it…a lot!” Janie chimes in, all too happy to translate for her.
Lumi gives me a killer smile before looking down. I use my knuckle to tilt her head up, so she has to look at me. “Is this makeup the kind that stays no matter what?”
