before her hips surged against him. Cries
flew from her mouth as muscles in her body tensed all
at once, then spasms broke throughout her body in a fiery explosion.
“That’s
it,” he crooned.
Slap, slap, slap, his
hips pummeled her bottom rapidly. His long, hard cock worked its way through
her milking muscles as her body squeezed and stroked him. His breath turned
harsh and erratic. Then she felt him engorge, thickening. Crying out at the
inevitable, Sarina moaned when it finally came.
Shoving
deep, Vane mindlessly thrust in hammering strikes, his cock shooting his seed
deep into her, drenching her walls and soaking her core. Out of breath he
grunted and panted in her ear as his shaft jerked inside her. It was as if he
was putting the fire out inside of her. Groaning loudly, he squeezed her hip
and shoved deeply one last time as the last pulses spent coated her inner walls.
They
fell asleep locked together in each other’s embraces, both blissfully happy.
Merry Christmas indeed.
Chapter Six
Epilogue
The
following day Vane, Sarina, and Vince were filled with eggnog and apple cider
while shoveling down cheese and crackers by the plateful at Rome Kategan’s home.
The whole family was there , plus a few friends of the
family. Holiday music played an upbeat tempo in the background. The kitchen
table was laden with finger foods, cookies, and pies. There would be no formal
meal today on the day after Christmas. This was about gathering with loved
ones, playing games, and sharing fun stories.
Vince
was currently swept up in Vera Kategan’s arms. Judging by the baby-loving gaze
she had for him, it’d only be a matter of time until she too had a little one
of her own.
As
Alpha of the Kategan pack, Vane had never felt more at peace or more pleased.
He sat back with his mate near his side and took in all the glowing smiles with
a secret grin of his own. Sarina was right, of course. Adding to their family
would only bring more joy to them all in the end. No matter what could go
wrong, he couldn’t live the rest of his life based off fearful notions. Plus,
look at how happy his mate was. She was practically glowing tonight. Her smile
was intoxicating, her eyes glowing like gems, and her laughter infectious.
Giving
him a peck on the cheek, Sarina headed off to grab a glass of eggnog and chat
with the women. It was difficult not to be merry during such joyous times. Even
the ever-dour vampire Dmetri Demidov appeared to have a faint grin fastened at
his mouth.
Naturally,
Vane found his gaze floundering back to his mate. The love he felt for her was
so intense, it brought out powerful emotions he couldn’t ignore. He wanted to
give her anything she needed, to protect her at all costs, to love her tenderly
and forever. He was a privileged man. That’s for damn sure. Without her, he
wouldn’t be standing here happy as a damn clown wearing a stupid sweater and
drinking cider.
Life
wouldn’t be the same without her.
Then,
a commotion happened at the kitchen table—a glass of wine was knocked
over. As the women burst out laughing, Sarina hurriedly grabbed a washcloth and
knelt down at the floor to wipe up the dripping mess. She covered her mouth to
stifle the laughter, but it was no use—they were all guffawing.
Vane
just happened to see his mate’s ample ass through that dress. Damn. His jeans
suddenly became constricting. He told himself this wasn’t the place for that,
even if his mate had decided to wear a provocative dress. A thought struck him.
Late last night he had in fact told Sarina he would have her before, during and
after the party.
Well,
he’d already had her before….
Vanessa,
poorly trying to stop laughing, sauntered into the living room. “Okay, fellas,
seems us ladies need a break from the kitchen.”
“Or
from the wine,” her mate Brayden grumbled, drawing forth several masculine
chuckles.
“Ha
ha,” she responded slowly. “As a matter of fact, it’s game time anyway.
Everyone