Her orgasm hit like an avalanche, her body arching in my arms as waves of pleasure crashed through her. She screamed my name into the winter night, the sound echoing off the cabin walls and startling snow from nearby branches.
The feeling of her coming apart around me, her pussy clamping down, milking me with pulses that seemed to go on forever, triggered my own explosive release.
With a roar that rivaled hers, I buried myself as deep as possible and came with a violence that left me feeling dizzy. Pulse after pulse of release filled her, marking her as mine while Christmas magic swirled around us.
We clung to each other in the aftermath, both trembling from more than just the cold. Our breath mingled in clouds of steam, and I could feel her heart hammering against mine in perfect synchronization.
"Mine," I growled against her hair, the word carrying the weight of every promise I'd ever made. “Always mine.”
We stood there wrapped in each other's arms beneath the starlit sky, snow continuing its gentle dance around us. I knew this moment would be seared into my memory for eternity.
My princess. My Christmas gift. My everything.
CHAPTER NINE
Adrian
The insane grin spreading across my face was pure predator as I watched Isla dart into the shadows, her white lingerie and silver ribbons catching the Christmas lights like moonbeams against snow.
My angel, dressed like the most heavenly Christmas gift, running from me through our winter wonderland.
This would be the best game yet.
I gave her exactly thirty seconds—enough time to think she might actually escape, enough time for the adrenaline to flood her system and make her heart race.
The ski mask made my breathing sound harsh and animalistic, adding to the feral atmosphere crackling between us.
When I finally moved, it was with the grace of someone who lived for the hunt.
She was magnificent in motion—those gorgeous curves swaying with each step, the way her ass moved beneath the sheer fabric drivingme absolutely insane.
The ribbons I'd seen tied moments ago were coming loose now, trailing behind her like silver streamers in the night air.
I tracked her movement through the decorated yard, noting how she used every obstacle to her advantage.
She was smart, my angel, weaving between the life-sized reindeer and ducking behind the ornamental sleigh. But I knew this property better than her, knew its hiding spots.
She made it to the SUV parked near the cabin's side entrance, and that's where our real game began.
I approached slowly, savoring the moment as she pressed herself against the vehicle's far side, breathing hard from her sprint.
Her cheeks were flushed pink from the cold and exertion, making her ocean eyes seem even more luminous in the holiday lights.
"Nowhere to run now, angel," I called out, my voice carrying easily in the cold air.
She peeked around the SUV's front bumper, and I caught the flash of her Santa hat before she ducked back. The sound of her breathless giggle sent heat straight to my cock.
She was enjoying this as much as I was.
I moved left, and she immediately darted right, both of us frozen in place when we found ourselves staring at each other across the vehicle's width.
The tension was electric, our breaths creating clouds of vapor in the frigid air.
"Adrian," she whispered, my name breathless on her lips.
I feinted right, and she squealed, spinning to go left—only to find me already moving to intercept.
We danced this deadly ballet for several more minutes, the anticipation building with each near miss, each moment our eyes locked across the metal barrier.
