15. Dario

Chapter 15

Dario

“You know mistletoe’s a parasite, right?” I pulled away and stared at his swollen lips that probably mirrored my own.

Chris put his mouth to my ear. “I do, and you’re the second person other than myself who knows that.”

Grinding my crotch against his, I whispered, “That makes me special.”

“Definitely.” He was purring rather than speaking, and if I hadn’t been so turned on, I would have curled up on his lap. “I like where this is going.”

He gripped my butt and squeezed, and I winced though I enjoyed the sliver of pain that came paired with exquisite pleasure.

“I’d prefer coming.” Pleased that Max was asleep on his bed, I extended my hand and walked backward into the bedroom until I hit the bed and toppled back.

“Let’s toast to coming, more coming, and coming again.” His eyes blazed with unmistakable lust as he fell onto the mattress beside me. He nibbled the delicate skin on my throat while his nimble fingers wrestled with the button and zipper on my pants.

Not sure how he managed it so easily but they fell open, and his hand slid inside my briefs. I gasped and bucked my hips as his warm fingers—so warm it was as though they had come out of the oven—stroked my arousal.

My mouth fell open, but I had no words. Only “Ahhh,” “Gods, yes,” “Don’t stop,” and “Harder.”

I fiddled with Chris’s clothes, but unlike him, I was all thumbs. He pushed me away and got between my legs where he yanked off my pants and briefs and eyed my cock as if he wanted to eat me. Sliding his tongue around his mouth, the saliva glistened on his lips while slick surged from my hole.

Chris rolled me on my side and slathered his fingers in slick before licking it off one finger at a time. Heat rose inside me, and I yanked his hand away and greedily lapped at the slick, savoring the earthy taste.

His clothes vanished, maybe, or I blinked and missed Chris undressing. Wowza! He had one enormous dick, but I had plenty of slick, so sliding into me shouldn’t be a problem.

“On your belly.” That was a command, and excitement curled in my belly as I obeyed him.

I got on my hands and knees but glanced over my shoulder, wanting to see him aiming his length at my hole. His large hands clamped my butt, spreading my cheeks. I groaned, needing his cock in me, desperate to hear him panting my name and telling me how tight I was.

But my head fell toward the mattress, and I fisted the sheets as his dick nudged my hole. He prodded, easing in the tip and pulling out before repeating it.

“Chris, I want you.”

“But I’m, umm… well?—”

“Endowed,” I managed to get out between pants. “And I have masses of slick, so you’ll glide in.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” His feathery strokes on my butt cheeks almost had me orgasming.

“You’d never do that. But if you don’t stick your cock in me, I’ll come, so fuck me, Santa!” Never would I have imagined saying that sentence, but now that it was reality, it was hot, hot, hot.

“Can’t have that.”

The head of his dick slipped into me, and I did the hee-hee-hoo breathing I’d seen laboring omegas do in movies. He was huge, and he was stretching me to accommodate his girth. Closing my eyes, I regulated my breathing and pictured a gentle breeze brushing over my skin until my body accepted Chris’s length.

“You okay?” His warm breath rippled over my heated skin.

“Fine. And I’ll be better than fine when you’re all the way in.”

He gripped my hips, his fingers sinking into my flesh, and eased his way in. One inch, a second, a third… and how many inches did he have? Wow! Lucky me!

When he was finally lodged inside me, I pushed back, and he slid in a little more. I was greedy and wanted all of them, not just his cock. Chris hovered over me and kissed along my spine, making me shiver and wiggle my butt.

“Dario,” he gushed, “I’ll come if you don’t stop that.” I clenched around him, enjoying his sharp intake of breath. “And that too.” He smacked my ass, and I enjoyed the merging of pleasure and pain while I shivered.

Chris pulled out, and I imagined his long, thick cock coated in my slippery slick. But instead of gliding into my channel, he rammed into me, resulting in a deep shuddering breath.

“So good. But more and faster.”

He pulled out and slammed in, again and again. I was incapable of speaking or making any sound except a grunt until he slowed his strokes. Now they were agonizingly slow, building expectation, creating tension until I was begging him to fuck me harder.

Chris’s hand skimmed over my hip and wrapped around my shaft. I jerked back and his length inched into me. Encasing his fingers with my own, we slid over the shaft from base to tip and my knees buckled, almost causing me to topple onto the mattress. I was hit by a multitude of sensations, attacking my skin, my dick and my hole, as well as my thoughts.

This man, this one and only Santa, was taking me to highs I never dreamed possible. Him and his huge cock.

Chris paused, his panting ragged, and he rested his chin on my shoulder while his hand under mine lazily pumped my length.

“I love being inside of you.”

“Mmmm,” was my response. I was torn between wanting to stay like this and the climax that I knew was coming if he continued fucking and pumping me.

“But I want to hear you scream my name.”

“Santa!”

He slapped my butt. “You are a cheeky shifter.”

I wiggled my ass, and he must have taken that as a sign to continue because he rammed his length into my hole, and I accepted every last inch of him as sweat dribbled over my body and mingled with slick.

His hand fell from my cock, but I continued tugging it, enjoying my body tingling with each pump as Chris’s length filled me. He panted, groaned, and whimpered as his dick stretched me.

But I couldn’t hold back what was coming. My palm flew over my cock as my body tremored and spasmed. A wave was hurtling toward me and I couldn’t avoid it, nor did I want to. And when it hit, I almost collapsed as cum surged from the tip and sprayed the bedding.

“Santa!”

“My Dario.” Chris rammed his dick inside me, squeezed my hips, and came, his panting matched mine and drowned out the sounds from outside.