“You ask, I give.” He gives his shaft one more pump and I pray for one more Christmas miracle.
Please, Santa, if you’re listening, let it fit. I promise, I’ll be a good girl.
Chapter 5
Dodge
When I return to earth from orbit, I take a long moment to soak in what is spread before me.
It’s not just her open legs. Her dripping virgin opening. The scent and flavor of her still on my tongue.
It’s so much more.
I knew I loved her the moment I saw her standing on her grandparents’ porch, wondering who the giant of a man was coming to retrieve an escaped reindeer that was munching on grass early that summer morning.
Only then, what I felt wasn’t what I feel now.
Primal, obsessed, victorious, because I’m the only one that will ever see her like this. Ever touch and taste her this way.
Her tight opening barely took my tongue and I know what’s coming for her between my legs is going to cause pain.
And I hate that fact.
But, there’s no turning back. My balls swing low between my legs. Heaving and aching to spend inside of her. The happiness she’s given me in the short time we’ve been together like this is limitless and my cock burns to seat every inch deep into her slick, willing cunt.
“Are you on anything?” I manage, the thought of emptying every ounce of cum in my balls straight into her waiting womb consuming me in its hot fingers.
“Like birth control?” she asks, shaking her head. “Never had the need or even came close to thinking I would. Is that okay? You can pull out, right? Or wear a condom?”
“No.” I grunt as a knot twists in my stomach. “The words pull out will never apply to us. Condoms don’t exist in our world, Snow Angel. I’m going to cum inside you. Deep and hot. You’ll be dripping with me from morning until night. When the cum starts to seep out, I’ll hold your legs up and shove it back inside you with my fingers. You’ll take it all, holding it until—”
I pause, seeing her wide eyes, shocked at my monologue. I barely string a sentence together with most people, but with her, I’m giving her a fucking speech about breeding her.
I think of my life. Can I give this precious angel what she deserves? I live in my garage, this small cabin or out in the barn with my deer.
She’s smart, sweet, curious, and her life is just beginning. Can I evolve into a man that could make her happy in every way she deserves? Or will I drag her into my singular world, knuckles scraping the ground, keeping her for myself, selfishly using her for my pleasure and worrying one day I will wake up and she will be gone? Looking for a bigger world than I can offer.
Blood pounds in my cock. Thump, thump, thump, it pulses on the snaking veins in the shaft, matching the pounding in my temples.
“I want that too,” she answers, as if she’s read my thoughts. “I don’t know why and I don’t want to think about it too much but here…” She points to her soft belly. “I want you in here.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
She’s priceless.
A masterpiece in her heart, her head and her body.
“I’m going to stuff every inch into that tight little hole, angel. You’ll be tied to me from now on. No escape. No getting away.”
I fall to my knees between her open legs and her arms reach for me. “I want you to kiss me before…before you stuff me.”
Her sweet lips curve into a smile and my heart can’t take any more. I’m drowning in her and I never want to come up for air.
I give my cock one last squeeze as I brace myself over her tiny body, feeling it brush on her soft tummy as her back arches and our lips come together.
She kisses me slowly, with an intimacy that shakes me to my marrow. How this ray of sunshine could want a monster like me I don’t know, but I’m beyond caring and I know if I don’t get inside her soon the blood vessels in my brain are going to erupt, leaving me useless to her.
So, fucking her is the only way to save my life, and to give her a new one with me.
Our kiss softens as I pull away, brushing her hair from her forehead. Her sky-blue eyes darken as her pupils dilate.
I reach down and rub my cock through her warm, silky folds until I’m seeing double. My need for her has grown into a separate being. Gnashing its teeth and clawing inside of me. Lust wraps around me like barbed wire.
“You’re dripping still. That cherry is ready for its harvest. You want me to take it, don’t you?”