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With a joy unlike any I’d ever felt in my life swelling in my soul, I sealed my impromptu but heartfelt proposal with a kiss.
Chapter 10.
Jaydy.
IDIDN’T ALLOW MYSELFto consider Nicky’s words too deeply. The chance to be the Mrs. Claus? The wife of Santa, himself? It was a life beyond imagination and more beautiful than I ever dreamed possible... but more than promises and fanciful futures I simply needed his love, his roving hands, and his deeply passionate kisses. His words scared me and overwhelmed me in truth, but his actions did not.
His strong hands grabbed my ass and hauled me tightly against his muscular, hard body.
I gasped into his mouth in playful delight and delicious surprise. Sliding my hands up to the nape of his neck, I pulled the hair tie from his hair, releasing his man bun so that I could run my fingers through his gorgeous white locks.
He groaned as I thrust my tongue between his lips, tasting his flavors and finding his need for me was as great as mine for him. My inherent magic reached out for him too, coiling itself around his body, sensual and purring with desire.
Nicky lifted his head and growled in response. “What the hell is that?”
Happiness coursed over me and through me at the awe-struck expression on his face. “My magic.”
Nicky shivered despite the heat growing rapidly between us. “It’s... vibrating,” he observed with a note of wonder, though his voice was thick with lust.
I couldn’t help but laugh at his quandary. He wasn’t writhing yet, but I could tell that the pleasurable touch of my magic was getting too much for him. He wasn’t ready for the kind of power I had at my disposal to play with.Not yet anyway.So, I reigned the surge of full-body sensations in and re-focused them on his groin, permitting the vivid energy to vibrate between us, triggering a wave of ecstasy between us.
I gasped at the tide of pleasure that hit me.
Nicky stumbled back, groaning deeply. “Oh hell... you can’t do that.” He ran a frazzled hand through his hair in protest as he tried to regain his bearings.
My gaze dropped to his groin once more, where his jeans bulged. His big, thick cock was rock hard and straining painfully against the denim, as if the fabric were a torturous prison from which it longer to be free.
I grinned at him, amused by his statement. I could do that all night in fact, and one day I’d make him come with just the alluring caress of my magic. But for now... “Shall we go back to your room then, maybe?” I suggested, teasing my lower lip between my teeth.
He nodded, his cheeks flushed, and extended his arm, offering me his hand.
I took it, every inch of my flesh singing out for him.
We hurried through the workshop and back along the hallway to his bedroom.
“Does anyone else live in this part of the village?” I asked, not sure what to call this place. Was it a house? Or was it more than that?
