"Mmm," I murmur contently, wrapping my arm around her waist and pulling her closer to me. My tongue darts out to taste the sweet, sweat-slicked skin along her neck. “I want you to wake up every morning with my tongue on your body.”
Life has completely turned around in the past few hours. She’s mine, officially. She said yes and it’s finally settling in that soon, we’ll be married and hopefully starting a family.
“You make me so damn happy, Ivy. It’s not every day your dream girl walks into your life." I kiss her knuckles tenderly, paying extra attention to the ring that sparkles on her finger. I’m unable to keep my hands off her for even a moment.
Her smile widens at how genuinely happy and content I am with her by my side. “Bet you never thought you’d marry Kandi Kane the Christmas elf.”
“You smartass,” I smack her on the bare flesh of her bottom.
“You love my smart ass.” She wiggles against me.
“It’s a beautiful one,” I agree, smoothing my palm across her round ass cheek and dusting my fingers along the sensitive flesh between her legs.
“Stop,” she moans.
“That stop sounds more like a go.” I drag my fingers through the wetness, pleased to find she wants me again.
“Mmm…” She traces her fingertips up the searing hot flesh of my quickly stiffening erection, making it jump and leak uncontrollably. I catch her by the wrist.
“Not fair play. Right now is about you.”
“Let me finish, it’s not every day I get the chance to steal Santa’s cum twice in a row,” she coos, hand back at my cock.
I laugh out loud at that. “God, look at your greedy little hands begging for my cock. I’ll let you finish only if you promise to let me finish after.” I tug at her nipple with my thumb and forefinger. “Horny like a teenager for me, huh, Ivy?”
“You’re the horny teenager.” Both of her hands are wrapped around my cock now, pulling gently. “You're so hard again. What did you do before me? A Christmas elf blowup doll under the bed?” she teases.
“No need for blowup dolls, baby.” I grin. “I've been this hard for you since the last time your hands were on me.” My cock jumps and leaks a bead of more pre-cum. “There's no taming me when it comes to you.”
She strokes my shaft, looking all gorgeous and attentive to my dick in the prettiest way, but I can't stand watching her please me without having something to do to her. I haul her to my waist, catching her in a long and slow kiss. My hands roam her skin tenderly, my cock darting just at her entrance before she angles her hips, slipping me just inside her until she is riding me easily, our moans echoing off the walls of my room—our room now.
“I want to put my babies in you–soon.” I pull her chin to me and kiss her soft lips.
“Babies, huh?” She giggles, and my heart lifts a little more. If I can keep her smiling and happy, I will forever count my blessings.
“As many as you want.” I nod and kiss her lips one last time. “And I plan on practicing. A lot.” I smack her bare ass, and she shrieks before I haul her over in my bed and ravage her with my tongue all over again. “I have a pressing need to see you cumming on my tongue again, Mrs. Claus.”
She laughs. “I can't wait.”
Second Epilogue
Ivy–one year later
The scent of pine and cinnamon fills the air, and the Christmas lights strung up across Copper Mountain’s square seem brighter this year. Everything feels fuller, warmer, like the entire town is lit with a new kind of magic. I stand in the middle of it all, holding our daughter in my arms, bundled in her little red coat with a white fur-trimmed hood, looking for all the world like Santa Claus in miniature.
Holly stirs in my arms, her tiny pink face wrinkling as she yawns, one chubby hand reaching out, curling around my finger, making my heart melt all over again. She’s got Cole’s serious look already, which makes me laugh because she’s also got my stubborn streak; that’s clear anytime she doesn’t get what she wants. The Steele brothers joke she’ll be as fierce as the rest of the people on this mountain, but right now, I’m just savoring her softness, her tiny warmth pressed to me.
Cole steps up beside me, his arm wrapping around my waist, and he leans in, brushing a kiss over Holly’s head. “She’s the cutest Santa this town’s ever had,” he murmurs, his voice low, teasing, and my heart does a little flip, like it always does when he’s close.
I grin, nudging him with my shoulder. “You say that because she’s your spitting image.”
He chuckles, slipping an arm around me, holding us both close, like we’re his entire world. And maybe we are. He glances down at Holly, his eyes softening as he reaches a finger down for her to grab. “Nah, I see a whole lot of her mama there too. Besides, I can’t take all the credit if she ends up as stubborn as you.”
I roll my eyes, feeling that familiar spark of banter that’s always between us, that never seems to fade, no matter how many Christmases we spend together. “Stubbornness or determination? Maybe she’ll get a double dose.”
Cole laughs, his gaze locking onto mine with that same bold, unfiltered look that always gets under my skin. “Good. She’ll need it to keep up with us.”
Just then, Knox and Perry join us, Perry letting out a little squeal as she leans over to peek at Holly. “Oh my goodness, Ivy! She’s just perfect. Look at her—already giving that ‘don’t mess with me’ look. That’s pure Copper Mountain attitude right there.”
