Christmas with the Alpha (Alma Venus Shifter Brides 4.50)

Avelyn imposed a slow, sensual rhythm, moving up and down his cock, rolling her hips, arching her back, and pushing her full breasts against his skilled hands. She smiled at him, ran her hands through her long, reddish-blonde hair, then all over her neck, chest, and stomach. She was putting on a show for him. She knew her Alpha wolf loved her when she proved she could be just as confident and dominant as he was. In fact, it was one of the reasons he had insisted in marrying her when everyone else kept saying she wasn’t right for him. It was all history, now. They belonged to each other, they were truly happy, and the rest of the world had been wrong all along.

“My love,” he whispered. “My goddess…”

She bit her lower lip.

“You like this?”

“Never stop.”

She had no

intention to stop. His thick shaft was massaging every inch of her pussy just right. She leaned forward, placed her palms on his massive chest, and looked him in the eyes as she slightly changed the angle. Now, the hard, engorged head was hitting her G-spot every time, and she soon started bouncing faster and faster, moaning and scratching at his chest, almost crying in anticipation of an overwhelming orgasm.

Max was staring at her as if he were in a trance. His hips rose to meet hers, and his hands went to her waist to help her keep a steady pace, but he allowed her to move as she pleased, express herself freely, and take what she needed. She was so beautiful when she let herself go, when she abandoned herself to her own pleasure.

“Oh!” she yelped when he thrust his hips upward and hit her G-spot harder than before. “Yes!”

The next thing she knew, she was screaming, losing her rhythm, and riding him erratically. The orgasm exploded inside her core, and the waves of mind-blowing lust and release spread all over her body, turning her stomach to mush, and all her muscles to jelly. She felt as if pure, liquid love had replaced the blood in her veins.

Max couldn’t hold himself back any longer. As her walls clenched and throbbed around him, he held her hips down, pushed his cock as deep inside her as it could go, and shot long, hot streams of seed at the entrance of her womb.

Avelyn collapsed on top of him. He wrapped his arms around her, and she snuggled against his chest, breathing cold air on his heated, sweaty neck. She moaned in delight when he kissed her temple. His cock was still inside her, still hard, and she wouldn’t have it any other way. They would’ve stayed like that the whole evening, and through the night, if they hadn’t been so hungry. After the marathon sex they’d just had, being famished made all the sense in the world.

“Did Kevin take care of dinner, too?”

Max chuckled. “Yes. We have cooked food for three days. We’ll have to heat it up ourselves, though. I would’ve taken a maid and a cook assistant with us, but I bet we can manage without.”

Avelyn lifted herself up just enough to look at him lazily.

“You know… not everyone grew up in a castle, like you, with servants, personal chefs, and all that. I still remember how to change the bedsheets and heat up the food. I haven’t cooked in too many years, fair, but if you provide the ingredients, I bet I can provide a veggie stew or something.”

“Veggie stew? But, baby, I can hunt for some game.”

“I’d rather you hunted for some carrots and potatoes. Sure, it’s Christmas, but that doesn’t mean we have to make it our job to put on extra weight.”

Max slapped her butt playfully. “I wouldn’t mind it, actually. I’d just have more of your gorgeous self to hug.”

“Ha!”

She sat up, let his cock slip out of her, then jumped out of the bed. She didn’t bother looking for her clothes. It was nice and warm inside the cabin, the green, red, and yellow lights in the Christmas tree were reflecting in the windows, the fire danced happily in the fireplace, and they were isolated enough to afford walking around naked. They hadn’t done it in ages! Since they had become parents, to be more exact.

“Come on, let’s see what Kevin left in the fridge. I’m starving!”

Max joined her in a heartbeat. Leaving his own clothes abandoned on the floor, he stepped behind her and studied the open fridge over her shoulder.

“Roast wild goose and mashed potatoes?”

“Sure.”

As he helped her take everything to the table, he stopped in front of the window. It had started snowing.

“Baby, look.”

Avelyn’s blue eyes went wide with excitement.

“Please tell me we’re going out later.”

“We are.” He winked. “I have a surprise for you.”