Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 13121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 66(@200wpm)___ 52(@250wpm)___ 44(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 66(@200wpm)___ 52(@250wpm)___ 44(@300wpm)
She licked her lips, not speaking but neither of us needed to say a damn word.
When she was naked and right in front of me, I snapped my hand out and curled it roughly around her waist, digging my fingers into her flesh until I knew it’d leave marks.
She gasped at the force with which I held her, and her eyes seemed to close without her consent. She seemed almost intoxicated as she rocked on her feet, and I pulled her so that she lost her balance and fell onto my lap. When I positioned her the way I wanted, she was left sitting on my lap sideways, with her legs thrown over the arm of the chair and her nude body on full display for me.
Sophia’s bare skin was so warm against me that I knew she needed no more help heating up, even as her body trembled ever-so-slightly as the firelight flickered across the room. There was no doubt it was from anticipation rather than being chilled. I just stared at her for long seconds, mesmerized and transfixed by the sight of her.
The Krampus mask rested heavily over my face, its horns casting long shadows up the walls. Even though the mask was extensively embellished right down to battery-powered tiny red bulbs along the inside of the eye holes to make them glow, I could see every detail of her to perfection.
I traced my fingers along her arm, and she shivered in response, her body betraying her eagerness.
“You trust me, don’t you?” I asked, my breath hot inside the mask.
Her gaze met mine, and she nodded instantly. “Of course,” she whispered. “Always, Lucian… Krampus.”
Beside me, the string of holiday lights lay waiting to be put to use. I picked them up slowly, purposefully, wanting her to see what my intentions were. Her breath hitched as I wound the lights around her.
I started by securing her wrists, and I was slow and gentle with the lights, not making them too tight but keeping them snug enough she knew I didn’t want her to go anywhere. Then, I wound them across her chest and down her thighs, her body never leaving my lap, where she still sprawled across me.
I took my time with the rest as I finished the task at hand before leaning to the side and plugging them into the wall, near where her feet were now tied up in green wire and clear bulbs.
“Look at how you glow for me, darling,” I murmured when the strand lit up, my voice thick with something primal, dark, and possessive.
She didn’t resist—she never did. And that's why she was such a good girl for Krampus.
She lay still, her body pliant under my touch because she trusted me completely.
I leaned back slightly, taking in the sight of her. The contrast of her pale skin, so soft and smelling of peaches and honey, was stark against the dark-green wire and the bright glow of the white holiday lights highlighting it all. She was nothing short of mesmerizing and breathtaking.
She was a gift all wrapped up for me to open and play with.
“Are you ready, Sophia?” I asked as I brushed my fingers against her bare thigh.
I admired the way the lights cast a warm glow over her curves, and while I stared into her wide, excitement-filled eyes, I felt my cock jerk and throb as I grew painfully hard.
“Beautiful,” I whispered, leaning closer so the sharp edges of the mask hovered near her ear. “You were made for me, Sophia. Only for me.”
Her breath caught, and she moaned. Christ, she was so fucking hot all lit up and bound, ready to submit to me wholly.
I moved my hand up and down the top of her thigh, stroking my fingers along her silky-smooth skin until goose bumps covered her flesh. I was breathing too hard. Too fast. I was only tethered to this world because of her.
I wanted her so on edge, so off-balance, that she needed me in order to stay anchored. And so I unplugged the lights and stood with her cradled in my arms before moving toward our big picture window that overlooked the falling snow that had smothered the land.
Once she was on her feet, I adjusted the lights still binding her, just giving them enough slack on her lower half so I could pull her legs apart and pop her ass out.
Then I leaned back and looked at her slit , all open and primed for me.
She was soaked, her waxed cunt glistening with her arousal for me. She was so pink and swollen that my mouth watered for a taste of that sweet cunt.
I pushed my sweats down and freed my engorged, throbbing cock, taking that beast in my hand and squeezing it from root to tip. Her thighs were glossy, and I slid the hand not currently wrapped around my aching dick between her legs to stroke her slit. Sophia trembled from my light touch, and I knew she was already on the verge of coming.