Unholy Knights (Forever Safe Christmas Village)

“What do we do now?” I ask, needing to know if he’s on the same page as I am. Please be on the same page.

“Come on,” he says, taking my hand. Silently, he leads me to a giant black pickup truck. Even with the step rail, I’ll never be able to climb up into it. He opens the passenger door. Then his lips are on mine again. I moan, trying to climb his body. “Let me get you home, first,” he groans, pulling away from me. Then he lifts me up and sets me into the seat.

“Where are we going?” I ask, as we pull out of the parking lot and onto the street.

“Home.”

Less than five minutes later, we pull into the garage of the large one-level home. He shuts the car off and closes the garage door. Suddenly, I am in his lap facing him, the skirt of my Mrs. Claus dress rides up my thighs. My green lacy panties are wet and on full display. He slides his seat back and pushes my panties to the side. He stares at my pussy before touching it with his fingers. He moves them up and down my slit, bringing me to the edge.

“I’ve never done this before,” I say, feeling his hard cock under my ass. I grind down, rubbing myself all over him.

“You’re pure for me?” he chokes out.

“Yes,” I moan.

“I’m going to breed this cunt, Missy. I’m going to fill you so full of my seed you won’t be able to walk for a fucking week without some of it dripping down your leg.” He opens the door and lifts me up, holding my ass. He’s so freaking strong. He manages to get me inside his house and stands me at the foot of his bed before I can say anything in response. Reaching behind me, he unzips my dress and I let it fall to the floor. The dress didn’t really allow for a bra, so I am just standing in my soaked, useless panties. He growls, gripping the scrap of lace at my hip and rips it from body. I step out of my shoes, and I am standing before him naked. “Damn, baby.”

“What?”

“You are fucking gorgeous,” he says. I move toward him. When I reach him, I lift his shirt over his head. He kicks his shoes across the room, and I open the snap on his jeans. He pulls them down along with his boxers. His massive cock springs free. I bite my lip and reach for him, but before I can touch him, he has me on my back and his face is buried in my pussy.

“Oh God,” I moan. “More. I need more. I need you. I don’t want to come this way.”

“You want my dick?” he asks, lifting his head up.

“Yes. Please. I want you,” I beg. I am not above begging for what I want.

“You got it, baby,” he says, moving up to his knees. He pulls me closer to him, wrapping my legs around his hips. Using his hand, he guides his cock to my opening. “Once I claim you there will be no one else, for either of us. Understand?” I nod. “Words. Tell me you understand, Missy.”

“I understand,” I say, then he slides inside of me slowly. The miniscule pain is gone quickly after he breaks through my cherry.

“Good girl. You’re mine now.”

“I’m yours now.” He begins to move, and I lose my mind. Over and over he slams in and out of me, bringing me closer to the edge. Finally, I feel a pull in my belly, and I scream his name as my orgasm comes over me. He grunts my name and I feel him fill me.

“Take it. Take my seed,” he demands, and I can do nothing but that. A little while later, he gingerly pulls out of me, and lies on top of me. The weight of him is calming and I don’t want him to move. He kisses me over and over and whispers things to me.

Is it crazy that I’m totally in love with him? I ask myself.

“No. It’s not crazy, Missy. I love you too,” he replies, making me realize that I said that out loud.

“Oops, I didn’t mean to say that out loud.”

“You did, though and I love you too.” He kisses me again and I feel like everything is right with the world.

“How can that be? It’s crazy,” I sputter.

“Just because something’s crazy doesn’t mean it isn’t true. What else could it be?” he asks, going back to kissing me all over.

“Magic,” I whisper, clinging to him.

“What?” he asks, pausing his kisses to look down at me.

“Christmas magic,” I repeat.

“I think you’re right, Missy. I think you’re right.”

I know I am.

CHAPTER 6

CLAUDE

“Shit, baby. Roll that pussy on this dick.” Smack. I smack her again, watching from behind her as her greedy hole swallows my length, leaving traces of her honey every time she moves.