CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

NOLAN POV

Gwen gave a low sound of pleasure as she slowly lowered herself onto my throbbing heat, taking me inch by careful inch.

"Oh, you are so tight," I groaned, gripping her hips firmly. Her wetness mixed with the chocolate and the firelight glowed on our skin.

"I love feeling you full inside me, Alpha daddy," she whispered, her eyes closed for a moment. She took a deep, shaky breath, making sure she was seated all the way down.

"Look at me," I ordered gently.

She opened her eyes, and they were wide and dark with desire.

"Ride it, baby. Show me how much you want it," I told her, lifting her up a little, then letting her slam back down onto me.

"Mmmph! Ah! Yes!" She started to move, slow at first, then faster. She began to rock her hips back and forth, grinding down into me. The couch was moving a little under our weight.

"That's right, just like that," I encouraged her, running my hands up her back, feeling her muscles tense.

"It feels... so big, Nolan. So good," she panted, leaning forward to brace her hands on my chest. Her breath was coming fast.

The way she moved was driving me crazy. She was so open, so wild now. I reached up and pulled her mouth down to mine, kissing her hard, tasting the lingering sweetness of the chocolate.

"You are so perfect," I mumbled against her lips.

She broke the kiss and started to bounce on me, fast and hard, working to find that edge of pleasure again.

"Oh God, I'm close! I'm so close!" she cried out. The soft moans she had tried to hold back earlier were gone. Now, she was making loud, desperate sounds.

I held her hips still for a moment, making her stop. "Wait for Daddy, kitten. Wait for me."

"No! Please don't stop!" she begged, tears of pleasure gathering in the corners of her eyes.

"We go together," I promised, and I lifted her up, flipping our positions quickly. I pushed her onto her back on the couch, her legs still wrapped around me. I didn't give her a moment to think. I drove deep inside her, slamming into her soft center again and again.

"FUUUUCK..." I grimaced, taking a moment to acclimate myself and my burgeoning cum back into my balls. Once I thought I had control, I gripped her hips and began to deliver hard, fast, deep strokes.

Gwen’s eyes bugged and her pussy seized up in protest. "AAAAIIIIIIGGGGGGHHHH!!!" she screamed, the assault on her sugarwalls registering in her brain. "OOOOOOH SHIT THAT DICK FEELS GOOD!!! FUCK ME!!! FUCK ME!!! FUCK ME!!! FUCK ME!!! FUCK MEEEEEEE ALPHA DADDY!!!"

Her greedy, neglected pussy fought and sucked at my dick as it pounded away at her. Her cream splattered everywhere. I couldn't last in her heat and I was approaching the point of no return.

"OOOOOOHHH FUCK!!!" I roared, I felt the burning, electric wave of my own release rush through me, and I emptied myself completely inside her. I collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily, resting my forehead against her neck.

"Now that's the Christmas gift I needed," she panted. "Merry Christmas, Alpha daddy," she whispered, her voice rough.

“Merry Christmas, baby!”

I pulled the blanket from the couch and covered us both. Maybe I should have brought her up to my bed, but this place in front of the fire, with Christmas lights twinkling around us, was our place.

  I woke up the next morning still spooned around her. I watched her sleep, amazed at how beautiful she was. If only she weren’t April’s—

 No. I couldn't think like that. Not only because of the situation of her being April’s friend, but also because I was a committed bachelor. There was no if only that suggested something more than a brief affair. Love and marriage hadn't worked out for me, and I had no interest in it. I had April as my family and that was all I needed.

 As it turned out, I was lucky that Gwen was off-limits because it was clear she was the type of woman who could tempt me to break my vow of bachelorhood. Holy hell, did I just think that?

      She let out an “mmm” sound. "I feel like you're staring at me. "

      "I want to see what Santa brought me." I pulled the blanket down her body, letting my knuckles caress her smooth, silky skin. “I must have been a very good boy.”