Page 17 of His Holiday Fate


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He drags me close suddenly, surprising a laugh out of me. “I definitely want to take a nap with you. I’m just a little stunned, that’s all. If you really want to sleep, we can.”

Smiling, I nod and stand, holding my hand out to him. He takes it and allows me to pull him up. When we get to the room, he looks shy, but he quickly strips off his pants and shirt. It takes a moment for me to drag my eyes from his large chest and bulging biceps. It’s only in that moment that I notice the thick veins running up his arms and I have to snap my mouth shut to stop drooling.

I love arm veins.

He catches me staring and gives me a lopsided grin that has me turning into a puddle of goo. “My eyes are up here, omega.”

Shaking with suppressed laughter, I undress, only wearing my briefs like he is. We slide under the covers and I automatically go to him, putting my head on Scrooge’s pecs and sighing happily.

“Sleep well, alpha.”

Andrew lets out a deep breath and I can hear the smile in his voice. “I’m sure I will, since you’re here.”

I come awake slowly, feeling too warm, but so content. I bow my back, hoping to stretch, but stopping midway when I feel the hard, heavy cock against my butt. I freeze, not knowing what to do. He’s asleep, so anything besides lying here and reveling in the feeling of his huge cock—because holy fuck is Andrew blessed in that department—would be taking advantage.

So, I lie there and try to breathe evenly, not wanting to tease him, since I don’t know if he wants that. Morning wood is a byproduct of having a cock—it has nothing to do with arousal.

I don’t need to lie still for long. A minute or two later, Andrew’s breathing changes and he bends to kiss my neck softly, making me shudder in shock and arousal. “It’s nice to wake up wrapped around you.” His voice is gravelly and oh so sexy, another shudder rolling through me.

“You too.” I turn around in his arms, tucking one hand under my head and resting the other on his cheek. “Did you sleep well?”

He hums, moving a little closer to me. “Yes. It seems like I was more tired than I thought. I’ve been working myself into the ground for the past two years, burying my heartache in making our authors happy.” He sighs, shaking his head, then turning to kiss my palm. “I didn’t realize how bone tired I was until I laid down with you.”

I want to quip something smart, but I see the vulnerability in his eyes and I can guess how hard that was for him to admit.

Smiling, I say, “You can come over every day and nap if you want. I don’t have to be at the bar until eight.”

Andrew clears his throat, his eyes looking a little glassy. “You want me to come over again? After how rude I was to you?”

I laugh softly. “You were you. I don’t think you were rude. You told me a bit about your damage, so I understand. You were short, sure, but not rude.”

“I’m apologizing anyway. I would have eventually, even if we weren’t fated mates. Even though you tricked me into helping,” he says without heat, “you’re a good person. I shouldn’t have been short with you.”

I shrug, letting him off the hook. “All good, alpha.” I tilt my face closer to his, hoping he knows what I want. With a soft smile, he bends low, brushing his lips against mine in a light, gentle kiss.

The kiss is different than anything I’ve ever felt. As soon as our lips touch, I know that I never want to stop. Andrew’s lips on mine are tender, exploring me slowly before his tongue peeks out, begging for entry. I open for him, tangling my tongue with his as he licks into me.

I groan softly into his mouth, loving how careful he is with me, even though his big body betrays what he could do to me. His hand is soft on my face, the one around my waist squeezing gently every few seconds.

While this gentle kissing is great, I want to feel him on top of me, his weight will make me feel grounded. So I carefully pull back, Andrew following my mouth. Without separating from our kiss, Andrew rolls with me, settling between my legs. I clamp them around his waist and thrust into him, rubbing my cock against his.

We kiss and rut against each other, but nothing is wild or out of control.

After Gods knows how long, Andrew pulls his mouth from mine, then trails kisses down my chin to my neck. “You taste good, my little omega. Can I keep going?” He stops long enough to look into my eyes. “We can go as slow or as fast as you want.”

With a grin, I pull him down for another kiss, this one with a bit more heat than what we were just doing. “You can do it all, alpha. Anything.”

“Can I mark you?” he asks, eyes full of heat.

My back arches of its own accord. “Yes, please. Is it too fast? Fuck, I don’t care,” I answer my own question. “Mark me.”

Andrew gives me a big, filthy smile before he takes my mouth in a deep kiss, one that makes my toes curl.

He snatches his mouth from mine, leaving me panting and licking my lips to have more of his taste.

My alpha’s lips are urgent on my skin, kissing and nipping at me. When he gets to my scent gland, he breathes in deeply and I feel a shudder roll through his body. “You smell like peaches and sugar cookies. And you taste just as sweet.”

Then, without warning, he closes his lips around my gland, pulling the skin into his mouth and sucks hard. I moan loudly, my back arching as my legs pinwheel under him. Andrew laps at me, making my cock hard as steel. I feel wetness at the front and back of my briefs, precum and slick coating me.

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