Felix Christmas Novels & Stories

He set the toys beside us and gently cupped my face. “Safe word is ‘Christmas.’ Say it and everything stops instantly. Understand?” I nodded quickly. “Christmas. I understand.” “Good girl.” He started slow. First, he kissed his way down my body, worshipping every inch until I was squirming again. Then he turned on the vibrator — a low, pulsing hum filling the room. He dragged the buzzing tip over my nipples, down my stomach, and finally pressed it lightly against my clit. I gasped, hips jerking.

Axel said smirking at me. "Just keep her safe brother, Im going to bed we have one more day until Christmas and there's alot to do tomorrow." Felix said yawning as he crawled into our bed. It didnt take him Felix long to pass out when we both heard snoring. Axel and I looked at one another before snickering hearing Felix snoring. My poor mate really was tired, I thought smiling to myself. "Okay baby, put on some warm clothes and grab somthing else to work out in and I'll drive us over there so you don't get cold."

When Noah Levine came back, Christmas had already passed. I'd thrown that reindeer lingerie into a street trash bin. "Babe, I left in such a rush last night that I forgot to give you your Christmas present." He pulled out a sapphire necklace and swept my hair aside to fasten it around my neck. Because he leaned in so close, I could clearly see the red marks on his neck and smell the sickly sweet perfume that obviously wasn't his. Knowing the scent belonged to my own sister made my stomach turn.

One soft click. The picture came out tasteful but teasing, enough to make him grin. She smiled, selected Darren’s name, hit send. Then tossed her phone onto the bed and poured herself a glass of cheap red wine. Next week, she'd have her bags packed, ready to head to Maysville, the small town she'd grown up in for Christmas. Her holiday plan was just perfect! Her playlist hummed to life; jazzy, lazy Christmas tunes filling the air. For the first time all day, her shoulders relaxed. She even started humming along, thinking about what tomorrow morning would look like. Morning pancakes, bad movies, Darren’s laugh…

As I scrolled, it felt like my heart was splintering. Almost every post featured gifts from Finnick, including limited-edition bags, rare jewelry, and even keys to luxury cars, each one paired with captions filled with happiness and pride. Finnick's business had grown significantly, but I had grown up around it and knew exactly how hard it was to make money. I only bought luxury items occasionally, just enough to keep up appearances, and I had never been willing to spend large amounts of cash just to pile up things like that. Finnick, on the other hand, had always told me, in that calm, reasonable tone of his, that love wasn't measured by money and didn't need to be proven with material thin

“You sound happier than usual today”, Claire said with a chuckle and her phone pressed against her ear. “Did something good happen?” “Well, it is Christmas”, Jess replied from the other line. “It’s the season of cheer!” “If you say so” Claire continued to walk towards the bus stop. It was the morning of Christmas Day and she had gone shopping for gifts just then since her salary for working part-time at the library and tutoring Ethan was just wired to her the night before. It was pretty hectic at the mall, and it was extremely difficult to find things worth giving since most of the good stuff already ran out of stock.

she asked, smirking. The passionate charmer rewarded her with a hearty, masculine laugh that increased her desire for him even more. In response, the lust-filled redhead tried to move her hips to get more of him inside her. However, he countered by shifting his weight to keep her pinned and immobile under his beautifully muscular and firmly sculpted body. All the while, he remained inside of her, still not moving… Still hard. “Aaron, for the love of…” “Di, this is the first Christmas that I have my mate with me. I just wanted to tell you how important you are to me by being the first to greet you… Merry Christmas, Cherry Pie.”

she continued, seeing Felix's eyes widen as he looked exhausted. "A hug. Hug me, Elisa. Can I get one from you?" Elisa was surprised to hear Felix's request. But she nodded back, daring herself to stand up and approach Felix. Elisa opened her arms wide, bringing Felix's large body into her arms. She gave Felix's mane of hair a minor stroke and a small pat on the back. Elisa's heart was beating fast; Camelia didn't know if it was because she was nervous or if it was her body's reaction. But she was afraid Felix had heard her; Camelia felt even more embarrassed until a blush filled Elisa's cheeks. Felix had too bluntly said he wanted a hug from her; it was confirmed that the owner of this body

one of Felix's friends joked. Felix grinned and toasted a drink with his friends. He knew that they were in awe of him because Don Terso's granddaughter was the one he could marry. "So, which of them can capture you?" Lex snorted at the two newly arrived girls. Felix suddenly became hungry when he saw the two granddaughters of the birthday celebrant. He heard that the two women did not get along and were always competing for positions in the company and family. The two are also the same age and are both pretty. But one of them has beautiful curves and healthier breasts.

We huddled together for warmth, and having him around made the endless loneliness a little easier to bear. He knew about Christmas. Even in the bitter cold, he'd stubbornly crouch by the riverbank, trying to catch fish, just because I'd once told him that eating fish at Christmas meant we'd swim through the new year with plenty to spare. I brought Felix along when Mom and Dad finally moved me to the city. But William thought he was dim-witted and never let him sit at the table. Felix would eat leftovers from a dish in the kitchen and sleep there, or sometimes out in the gazebo. He wasn't the sharpest, but he had a good heart. Even when he was hungry, he never took food that wasn't his.