23. Chapter 23

Internally, I’m seething with rage as Hazel kneels before Tyler. I stare at her in disbelief at the turn in events. Externally, I do my best to maintain my composure, but given the smug look on Tyler’s face, I must be doing a shit job of it. My fists clench and I clamp my jaw shut while fighting the urge to slice Tyler’s neck myself, but I need Hazel to do it. I have to know she’s severed all ties and is committed to loving me.

She turns to look at me, and it’s agonizing when she looks away. I take a long, deep inhale and try not to think about smashing his skull in. My jaw ticks. I’m ridiculously close to losing control. My vision is beginning to narrow as I glare at Tyler, sitting there thinking he’s won.

Hazel looks back at me again, this time her eyes linger on me, sparkling with mischief. She’s so fucking high, she’s not going to remember anything but what I tell her when she wakes up. I just need her to figure out that I’m the serial killer because I really don’t want to have to do the whole ‘I need to confess something to you’ thing this early in our relationship. I would really like to save that for later use.

She licks her lips as I search her eyes I can see how close she is to coming undone. She winks at me, then curls one finger at me.

“Come here and fuck me, Santa Daddy.”

Oh hell yes! She’s my fucking perfect little goddess, naughty in all the right ways. This girl is trouble, but I’m here for it. I’ll do anything to keep her.

“For you, darling, anything.” I growl. “But first I want you to crawl over here and suck Santa’s big cock. Show him what a real man’s dick looks like because, darling, that tight little pussy of yours needs to be stretched out from his tiny little dick.”

“I want Tyler to watch me take a real man’s cock,” she groans impatiently.

“You will. But first I need you to get me hard.”

Tyler scoffs, and I wink at him. I’m already hard, but it’s not going to stop me from sweet-talking her into what I want.

“Don’t do this, Hazel. Please untie me. I’ll take us home. We can go back home together. Fuck this guy. Come on, baby.” Tyler begs desperately.

“Tell him to shut up and watch, Hazel,” I demand.

“Shut up and watch,” she says, spinning in a half circle to wait for me as I walk to where she is. When I appear in front of her, I’m torn between watching Tyler’s reaction, and the view of my girl sucking my cock. Tyler’s reaction is a one-time opportunity. I’ll never get to see it again, so I turn my head to glare at him smugly as Hazel’s fingers work my waistband, freeing my dick. Hazel clasps it firmly and I hiss, pumping into her touch as Tyler’s face drops. She licks me from base to tip, then circles her tongue over my head. She’s going to have me coming if she keeps this up. The look on Tyler’s face is priceless as she sucks me off. It feels great, the way her tongue drags across the throbbing veins of my straining cock. The pressure building in my balls tells me I’m going to release some pre-cum. As I feel it building, I time my thrust perfectly, holding onto her hair as I slam deep into her throat as my cock throbs, threatening to burst. She swallows saliva, and the sensation sends me over the edge as I’m thrusting into her throat. Hazel gags, but swallows my load down like the dirty girl she is.

I pull my cock from her mouth with a pop as her lips release it, then wipe the cum from her lips.

“You fucking win, Hazel. We’re even. Now get up off the ground and untie me. You’ve proven your point.” Tyler yells.

I grip him by the throat and squeeze as he gasps for air.

“No, stop.” She says, her tone even and calm.

“I want you to fill me, Santa.” She licks her lips. “I want you to show him how a real man satisfies a woman.”

Yes. Anything for you. I think enthralled by her debauchery.

“Wait here,” I growl, forcing myself to walk to the kitchen and retrieve some impromptu supplies.

I return carrying more Christmas lights and two packages of candy canes. “Let’s show Tyler how much I’ve stretched that tight pussy out since I took over.” Hazel giggles and gets on all fours. “Show him, Santa. Show him how many candy canes I can take.”

“I’ll show him how many candy canes it takes in place of my dick, and then I’ll fuck you with them, so when I slip inside of that wet pussy, it tingles while I fuck you.”

Tyler interrupts me. “You guys are fucking sick.”

“Shut up, Tyler.” Hazel snaps, standing up and walking to the kitchen to grab a knife.

Jesus fucking Christ, that escalated quickly. I really wanted to be buried inside of her when she murders him, but beggars can’t be choosers, and I’ll take what I can get so long as she’s the one to end him .

She walks over to him, pressing the tip into his cheek until she draws blood. “I said shut up and watch, Tyler. Not another word from you.”

“Hazel, please—“

“Not another word,” she screeches.

He says nothing, hanging his head in defeat when she lowers the blade and places it on the ground next to where she gets back into position for me. “I’m ready for you, Santa.”

That’s my cue. I drop to my knees, watching Tyler as she lines herself up and sinks her hot, wet pussy right onto my head. I groan as her tightness surrounds me. She works me into her, sliding off and on my cock until finally her ass cheeks land against me and she’s stuffed herself full. I thrust up into her, nice and deep until she’s moaning for me. Tyler closes his eyes.

“Tell him to watch you come, darling,” I growl, as her walls squeeze against me. “I want you to come for me while he’s watching, Hazel. Be a good girl for Santa.”

“Look at us,” she demands, and when he doesn’t, she lunges for the blade.

I move with her, not wanting to leave the warmth of her core. She stabs him in the foot and he screams, opening his eyes and watching as she comes around me.

“Such a good girl,” I groan, thrusting into her and then pulling out.

I unwrap the candy canes and Hazel helps while Tyler whimpers in pain. Once all twenty-four are free from their wrappers, she gets back on all fours and waits. Tyler watches, obviously too afraid to look away as I lick each one, then slide it into her wet pussy. “How does that feel, darling?” I ask after sliding five in.

“I feel empty,” she sulks.

“Do you need more to replace my cock?” I ask in a throaty voice.

“Yes,” she pants.

I lick five more and insert them. “How’s that?”

“Still empty, Santa. Give me more,”

Fuck, my girl is a filthy little tease. I’m never going to forget this. It’s the best sex I’ve ever had. If this is what I get to spend the rest of my life doing with Hazel, I’ll give it all up for this. I’ll do anything she asks me. The voice in my head makes a whipping sound and I grin. I’ll be as whipped as she wants for this pussy.

“Did you hear that, Tyler?” I taunt, mocking him. “She feels empty. She needs more. That’s ten candy canes.”

I lick five more and slide them in effortlessly, then reach around to rub over her clit with my sticky fingers. She grinds into them, panting.

“It feels so good the way it tingles,” she gasps.

“Fifteen, darling. Do you need more?”

“Yes,”

I lick five more and slide them in. Her pussy accommodates them and she throws her head back in delight. “Don’t stop. More.”

“Shall I stuff you full of all twenty-four, since tomorrow’s Christmas Eve and you’ve been such a naughty girl?”

“Yes, Santa.”

I groan, licking them one by one and counting them out. “Twenty-one.” Lick. “Twenty-two.” Lick. “Twenty-three.” Lick “Twenty-four.”

I slap her ass. “How does it feel now, darling?”

“It feels just like when you’re inside me.” She moans.

“Did you hear that, Tyler? I’ve stretched her out enough to take twenty-four candy canes.”

He huffs.

“Do you want me to fuck you with my candy canes like a good girl, Hazel?”

She nods her head.

“Use your words,” I say, slapping her ass as punishment.

She yelps. “Please fuck me with your candy canes.”

I want to piss off Tyler, so I coax her. “That’s it. You like the way those candy canes feel just like me because you needed a big cock to fill you up and make you feel good. You needed a man who would put you on a throne and give you everything you could ever desire.”

I reach around to rub her clit and she sinks deeper onto the candy canes.

“You fucking whore,” Tyler shouts. He’s had enough and I’m ready.

“Don’t let him talk to you that way. Let’s show him how you come on my dick.”

I pull the candy canes out, and Hazel stands, surprising me.

“Can I have one of these?” She asks, pointing to the candy canes soaked in her cum.

I hand her one and she takes it to Tyler, stuffing it in his mouth and holding it there for a minute. Then she reaches for the knife on the ground.

It’s really fucking happening. I shove a candy cane in my mouth, jealous she didn’t give me one. I enjoy sucking her cum from it.

“Mmmm,” I moan. “Delicious.”

She smiles at me, then turns back to Tyler. She leans into his face. “Fuck off, Tyler. How dare you call me a whore. You’re the only one here who has ever fucked a filthy little whore, and then you ran off with her and obviously have regrets. But it’s too late for you, Tyler. You lost me for good.”

She slams the knife into his thigh. Blood pours out. She severed his femoral artery. I grab Hazel, pressing her to the ground.

“Fuck me, darling. Show him what belongs to me now.”

I wink at Tyler. He only has a few minutes before he bleeds out. Hazel spreads her legs, and I slam inside of her as he gurgles. I pump quickly, all the while staring at Tyler slowly fading away. I’m close and so is he.

“Roll those hips into me, Hazel. Make me come,” I command, sliding my fingers through her wetness and around her clit to bring her over the edge with me.

It only takes a few more thrusts, and she’s coming undone around me. Tyler takes his last breath right as we come and it’s a high I never once thought I would experience. The adrenaline soars through my body, taking me deeper and deeper into my orgasm as I come harder than I’ve ever come in my life.

Tyler’s fucking dead, and Hazel’s all mine at last.

I’ll take Hazel back to my place, clean her up, and put her to bed so she can spend Christmas Eve in my arms all over again. I want to fuck her sober so she can remember it this time.