Page 68 of Snowman

With a flick of her tongue, she wetted her lips, her eyes fixed on mine. She then retreated to the bottom of the table where the axe was. As she lifted her hips, I moved towards her, and by the time I reached her, she was thrusting the wooden handle inside her. A soft moan escaped from her lips as she adjusted herself around it. When she had taken about half of it in, I gently placed my thumb on her clitoris letting her sway and twirl around the wooden piece. Her weak legs trembled, yet she continued to move against the wood as if it were a dance that would never come again, biting down on her lip, eyes rolling back in pleasure.

As the trembling in her thighs intensified, I moved onto the table straddling over her body. My hands held onto her hips as I joined in this dance of twisted need for more, pushing her fasterat times, then slower, and finally more forceful onto the edge of the axe.

I extended a hand to her, pulling her up and into my arms, her frail body collapsing against me. Her strength was spent, but the ghost of a smile graced her lips.

"Did that feel good?" I queried, "Do you want more?"

She responded with a simple nod and a coy bite of her lip. My need for her was growing bigger now. I wanted to claim every inch of her as mine.Only mine.

Unfastening my trousers, I shed them until I stood bare in front of her. I spun her around, her back brushing against my chest. Lifting one leg gently, I parted her ass cheeks, pulling her towards me with a dominant tug.

I am well aware of how big my cock is, I did not doubt that she couldn't take every inch of it. Reaching up, I unhooked a chain hanging overhead and presented it to her.

"Hold on tight," I chuckled lightly as she clung onto it tightly when I guided myself closer and plunged into the depths of her inside flesh.

"Fuck," she gasped out as she held onto the chain with all the strength she had in her.

Ignoring her gasps, my head tilted back in pleasure while my hands secured themselves on each side of her hips; pushing myself deeper and deeper inside her. Each powerful thrust was matched by an equally forceful jerk from both our bodies; our moans mingling in perfect synchrony as she took every inch of me, like the good girl she was.

The chain jangled against her breasts as I continued to thrust further into her. The feeling of her tightening around me was an indication that any moment now would have been filled with cries bearing my name. But before that could happen, my palm silenced her as I continued to thrust deeper into her. Loweringher leg, I leaned forward, straightening my back against hers while spreading her legs further apart.

Her tremors were a clear sign that she had reached her limit and it wouldn't be long before I followed suit. Removing my hand from her mouth, I allowed her screams to fill the room just as a final thrust brought me over the edge and I groaned with her.

Pulling away from her, I turned her around to face me again. Our lips met in a kiss, my tongue exploring every crevice of her mouth; searching for traces of myself.

She took my body, melted my heart, and becamemine.And I vowed that she would remain so until forever. There was no one before her, there will be no one after; she is now and forever will be the only one for me.

TWENTY TWO

SNOWMAN

Morning light streamed throughthe curtains, pulling me out of sleep. I blinked, my eyes blurred at first, then saw her on my chest.Birdie.She was quiet, her head tucked against me like she'd found the safest place in the world. Her breath was steady, soft against my shirt. For the first time, she wasn't crying or looking over her shoulder like she was about to run. She looked…calm.

I stayed still, not wanting to break the moment. If I could wake up like this every day, maybe life wouldn't feel so heavy.

The buzzing of my phone on the nightstand snapped me out of it. I reached over carefully, fumbling to grab it without waking her. Erik's name lit up the screen.

I slipped out of bed, moving as quietly as I could, and gently closed the door behind me before answering.

"Where the hell are you?" Erik didn't even sayhello."Are you ready?"

"Ready for what?" I muttered, still groggy. Then it hit me. "Shit. No, I forgot."

"You've got to be kidding me," he groaned. "This is our shot to get them off our backs, and you're—"

"I can't come to the office today," I cut him off, smiling to myself. "I've got to take Bree to the mansion. She doesn't belong here in this dump."

"You're unbelievable," he said, though I could hear him laugh under his breath. "I miss the old you, you know. The one who had everything under control."

"That guy needed a break," I said simply.

"What's the plan, then?" he asked.

Erik never said it outright, but I could tell he was worried. About me. About everything.

"You'll see."

"Fine. Just… don't overdo it, all right?" He laughed again. "Have fun."

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