Page 31 of His Holiday Fate


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“Stand up and turn around,” my alpha tells me in a voice thick with arousal. Whimpering, I do what he says, my hole fluttering in anticipation. I reach behind myself and run my fingers over my pucker. Then I spread my ass with both hands, showing Andrew my most intimate parts, wanting him deep inside me.

His cockhead nudges my entrance, then he pushes in on one thrust. “Fuck yes!” I cry out, pushing back against him. My ass meets hips and I moan loud enough to wake the neighbors. He hasn’t taken me like this yet and he’s so deep.

A resounding slap against my wet ass has me yelping, but the sting feels better than I imagined. I’ve never been a fan of pain, but that smack felt good enough to have me on the edge of orgasm. “Again baby,” I beg.

I get what I asked for on the other cheek and I shout, the sting spreading fire all over my ass. Then Andrew grips where my ass is hot from his swats and squeezes as he starts to fuck me hard and rough. I keen as he hits my prostate head on, the curve in his cock elevating my pleasure.

“Harder, please. Gods, I need it harder, Scrooge.”

Andrew does what I ask and the bathroom is filled with the sounds of our skin slapping. I prop one of my legs on the side of the tub, giving my mate more access to fuck me hard. He snakes his hand around me, grabbing my cock and tugging it in time to his strokes.

On a shout, I come over his fist, my entrance tightening around his fat cock. Andrew roars, his cock kicking inside me as his knot grows large.

With a few grunts, he mutters, “Your womb is sucking me in. Think you’ll have a mini-Scrooge?”

I breathe a laugh, rotating my hips as he wraps his arms around me. “Maybe. Would you like that?”

“I’d love it,” he answers and kisses the side of my neck, as close to my mating mark as he can get in this position.

Chuckling, I say, “We probably should have thought this position through.”

We’ll be stuck in the shower like this until his knot goes down. And since I’m at the beginning of my heat, it’ll take a few minutes.

“Nah,” Andrew says, gliding his hands up and down my body. “I don’t mind being this close to you for a while.”

Thankfully, he doesn’t thrust his hips into me. I think my legs will give out if he makes me come with his knot. He still feels phenomenal in me. My mate definitely fits me in all ways.

Being the considerate person he is, Andrew turns me towards the water and starts to wash me. I sigh and lean back against him, enjoying his hands and the roughness of the cloth against my skin. He licks the shell of my ear as he runs the cloth over me, nipping my ear when I start to moan.

“Another round?” he whispers in my ear.

I’m nodding before he can finish his sentence and I gear up to have his knot in me longer as his hard cock stretches my insides. Fuck, this will be the best heat I’ve ever had.

Chapter 15

Andrew

Dylan being in heat is the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. He’s wild, reaching for me twice during the day and twice during the night. I let him use me the first three times, letting him get off how he needed and giving him my knot and cum to calm the cramps and tamp down the fire that was swirling in his womb. But the last time, he’s mine. I have him how I want him and make him wait for my knot.

I need to taste his hot ass during his heat.

We’re lying on the couch, Dylan stretched over me, watching a movie, when he starts to squirm on top of me. I grin, knowing what it means, since he’s been doing the same thing over the past few waves. Of their own accord, my hands drift down to his ass, grabbing and squeezing. I love his firm, pert ass. Love how it bounces when I fuck him from behind and love how tight, but soft it is under my palms.

His soft moan lights me up, hardening my cock in seconds flat. Dylan’s own hard cock rubs against mine and he ruts against me, his puffs of breath ghosting over my throat.

Cupping his ass, I drag him higher, clamping my mouth over his mating mark. I’ll never get tired of teasing and tasting this spot. The smell of peaches and sugar cookies burrows into my sinuses and I breathe him in as I deepen his mark. I nip at him, feeling his body jerk as I lick away the sting.

I’ll never get tired of his scent in my nose and his taste down my throat. But I want to taste his slick. I want to be full on it. I want to drown in it.

After I’ve had my fill of licking his skin, I slide him up further, nipping at his nipples, his chest, and tasting the skin of his torso. Dylan holds on to me, letting me have my way with him, squirming in my arms and holding on tight to my shoulders.

We haven’t bothered to put on more than our underwear since last night with how much he’s reached for me. I slide him up higher, nipping at the waist band of his briefs. When he’s straddling my chest, his cock directly in front of my face, I mouth the area, getting it wet and tasting the drops of precum that have soaked the front.

I glance up at him and see him looking down at me, his eyes brimming with heat. “Take these off,” I tell him, popping the elastic of his underwear.

He scrambles off me, shucks them and hops back into the same position he was in. I chuckle, kissing the inside of his thighs before I take my prize into my mouth, swallowing his slim cock almost to the hilt.

“Oh, Gods,” Dylan murmurs, pushing deeper into my mouth until his cock is almost down my throat. I relax my throat and suck him in, loving the drops of precum that coat my tongue. Dylan threads his hands through my hair, pumping gently into me.

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