15. Ivy

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ivy

T eddy’s fingers gripped my thighs as I rode him on his couch, rocking my hips to meet each upward thrust of his. Why hadn’t we been doing this from the beginning?

With my hands still buried in Teddy’s hair, I brought our lips back together, kissing him deeply. He took the time to explore my mouth thoroughly with his tongue, and it was everything .

Sex had never been this good for me—like it was life changing. The way he took such care, lavishing me with attention like his sole focus was on me and my pleasure… I was right. Everything was different now. It was like before, I’d been looking at the world through a pair of rose-colored lenses, and suddenly, I could see clearly.

“Teddy,” I said, letting out a moan. “I’m so close.”

Each stroke of his cock inside of me and each rock of my hips against him were bringing me higher and higher. It was only a matter of time before I shattered.

I used my knees to slide off him a few inches before dropping back down, repeating the motion until I was panting with need.

He brought his thumb back to my clit, giving me exactly what I needed, and it only took a few more thrusts and his expert fingers at work before I let go. On a scream of his name, I came, the entire world fading out into white, just like the snow that was still falling outside.

Slumping against Teddy’s body, I let all the sensations flow through me. He was still buried deep inside me, and I could feel my body fluttering and clenching around him.

“Wow,” I murmured in a daze.

“Good?” He kissed my jaw when I raised my head up to look at him. My hardened nipples were pressed against his bare chest, and I loved the way it felt to be pressed up against him, bodies slick with sweat.

I thought about what he’d said earlier and decided to tease him instead of giving my truth. “I’m just going to feed your ego, aren’t I, Theodore?”

He grumbled, and I returned the favor by kissing him lightly on the corner of his mouth.

“Better than good,” I whispered. “That was…”

“Yeah.” He slid his hands down my sides to cup my ass, squeezing lightly again. “But we’re not done yet.”

Oh. Right. Because I’d come, but he hadn’t.

Teddy lifted me up off the couch, wrapping his arms around me as he carried me into the bedroom, wordlessly depositing me on his bed before driving inside of me.

“ Oh .” I cried out. Every sensation was heightened, every movement inside of me somehow more. Would it be like this every time?

The strands of his dark brown hair fell onto his forehead as he thrust into me, those green eyes dark. I tightened my core, causing Teddy to grunt .

“You’re evil,” he said before latching his mouth onto my nipple, sucking as he pistoned into me.

With my fingers digging into the comforter, I wrapped my legs around his waist, forcing him deeper into me. He brought my nipple between his teeth, nipping at it, and—“Oh, God .”

If he kept this up, I was going to come again, and that had never happened before. I’d been lucky to even orgasm once during sex and never from penetration. Though I’d never done it without a condom, either, and the feeling of him bare inside of me was incredible .

Freeing my nipple with a wet pop, he brought his head up, looking at me from between my breasts. “Come on, baby. Gimme one more.”

I shook my head. It was too much.

“Please,” I said, not sure what I was begging for.

He grunted as I tightened my legs around him. Teddy was so deep, buried all the way to the hilt, and every time he pulled out and then plunged back in, it sent shudders down my whole body. Another orgasm burst through me, and I could feel Teddy hardening inside of me, my climax setting off his own.

“ Yes ,” I cried as he came with a groan, spilling inside of me. Warmth filled my insides, and I tried to ignore how good it felt.

How right.

Because I was going to get addicted to this, fast.

Teddy rolled us, pulling me into his arms so we could collapse on the bed.

He kissed my forehead. “Damn, Poison Ivy. That was…”

“Yeah,” I murmured, still feeling breathless. “You’re not so bad yourself, Theodore.”

He smirked, brushing my damp hair off my shoulder and pressing a kiss to my bare skin .

I wiggled, feeling him softening inside of me, and he pulled out, liquid trickling from my entrance, both of our combined releases.

My cheeks heated, and I hid my face with my hands.

“Hold on,” he said, his eyes focused on the pot where he’d just been buried deep. “I’ll clean us up.”

“Okay,” I choked out. Where did he think I’d be going? I certainly wasn’t going anywhere with his cum dripping out of me.

He gave me a dopey grin before disappearing into the bathroom, leaving me to spiral into my thoughts.

I’d slept with Teddy. At first, I hadn’t been able to stand him, but now… Now, everything felt different. Like it or not, he was starting to burrow his way into my heart.

But I couldn’t give it to him. Not when I knew how this would end.

He came back out, holding a washcloth, and settled back onto the bed carefully. After he’d tenderly wiped his seed from my body, I went to the bathroom myself.

After I’d taken care of myself, I looked in the mirror. My face was flushed, my hair a tangled mess, and my eyes were dilated. I looked like I’d just been fucked.

Which, as soft and caring as it had been, was what we’d done. It was pure, carnal need for each other. We hadn’t even been able to wait long enough to make it to the bed.

But the way I’d felt when I first slid down on his length, that magnificent way he’d filled me… I bit my lip, holding back a groan.

Fuck, I was in over my head. Because I didn’t want this to end.

But how could it not?

Yawning, I looked over at Teddy. He was awake, playing with the ends of my hair.

We’d fallen asleep, neither of us having bothered to dress after cleaning up. I was perfectly happy cuddling like this, skin to skin. Even if we didn’t leave his house today, I didn’t find myself complaining.

“How are you feeling?”

I moved my legs, wincing. “A little sore, but good.”

He frowned. “I’m sorry.”

It was dark outside, though I’d quickly gotten used to how early the sun set here. We were farther north than I could have ever imagined, though I truly had no idea where we actually were. I suspected this whole place was cloaked with some sort of magic, so any random person who happened upon it wouldn’t discover the actual North Pole, though I had no proof of that yet.

I wanted to know everything about this place—the way it worked, the magic of Christmas—all of it, but how could I expect Teddy to trust me with that information when I hadn’t fully let him in?

Though last night was definitely a start. Part of me wondered what would have happened if he’d come inside after our date instead of going home. Would we have done this sooner? Or would we have ended up here either way?

Maybe there was something to fate after all. Like I was meant to be in this place, right now, with him.

I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear—my long, pointy elf ear—and a thought occurred to me. “Do I have any family here? ”

How had I not thought about that before now? I’d been alone all my life. But maybe…

Teddy froze. “I?—”

My chest was full of hope. “Grandparents? Or maybe a cousin?” I might not have had parents, but that didn’t mean there weren’t other people out there who shared the same genetic material as me. Who could be my family.

“I don’t know,” he admitted.

All I could feel was disappointment. “Oh.”

“But we’ll find out,” he promised, bumping my shoulder. “Even if my dad doesn’t know, there are other ways.”

That was all I could ask for, wasn’t it?

“Okay.” I nuzzled against him, using his body for warmth.

“I was just being selfish,” he finally said, sliding his arms around my back to tug me closer to him. “Keeping you all to myself.”

“Maybe,” I murmured. “But I wasn’t complaining either.” I rubbed my nose against his neck. “I like having you all to myself, too.”

I was definitely avoiding all reminders of my real life, sequestering myself up in the North Pole with Teddy. I hadn’t even called Sarah and updated her. I’d sent her a few texts here and there after figuring out that my phone did actually work—reassuring her I hadn’t been kidnapped or murdered—but how would I ever explain this to her?

It made more and more sense why he had kept it from me. This place was unreal. Beautiful, but unbelievable.

Everyone I’d met so far had been an elf, sharing the same pointy ears as mine, though no one commented on my presence here. Did they all just accept it as normal? Or did they know what was going on, even when I didn’t?

Teddy had introduced me to all of them in the same way. This is Ivy. He never added anything else. What was I to him?

And why did I want to be something more ?