Page 20 of Starstruck with the Krampus

His shuddering exhale is the only warning I get. Dominic flips me to my belly and climbs over me, the heavy weight of his body pressing me into the mattress. He brushes my hair to the side and kisses my neck, then rolls his hips over my ass as if he can’t stop himself. I arch my back for him, thrusting my hips, but he growls and pins me back down, his hand warm on the small of my back.

I laugh into the sheets, breathless with anticipation. He pulls down the zip of my dress and helps me wiggle out of it, then tosses it aside. I wonder what I look like in my bra and stockings, and something of my thoughts must filter through to Dominic, because he runs his palms up the backs of my thighs to my ass.

“You look incredible,” he rasps and meets my gaze. “And you smell even better.”

He dips one finger between my legs and spreads my wetness around, coating the lips of my pussy. I squeeze my eyes shut and try not to move, because he doesn’t want me to, but when heslips the pad of his thumb all the way to my ass, I can’t help the twitch and whimper that escape me.

“Oh, we’ll get there, too,” he promises me with a deep chuckle. “But tonight, I’ll take your pussy. I’ve dreamed about this formonths.”

My heart beats harder at his admission. “I love knowing that. I’ve been wanting it, too.”

“I know,” he rumbles. Then he pauses and asks, “Will you let me come inside you?”

I peer back at him. “I’m on the pill. We’re good.”

“You knew this would happen eventually, didn’t you?” he asks, almost contemplative. He takes my hips and lifts me onto my knees, handling me easily. “You knew we were inevitable.”

“Yes.”

I brace my elbows on the bed and arch my back for him, searching for his warmth. But Dominic takes his time with me. With a flick of his claws, he undoes the clip of my bra, freeing my tits, and closes his clawed hands around them. He teases my nipples, pinching and pulling until I’m whimpering, my ass thrusting back, pussy clenching around emptiness.

“Please,” I beg, “I need you.”

He purrs, the sound vibrating through me. “Have you been good, Gianna?”

I gasp, legs trembling as he reaches for my clit again, pressing down on it, fingers slick with how wet I am.

“No,” I whine. “But I’ll be so good for you, I promise, please, just let me come.”

He snarls, his teeth clamping down on my shoulder in a warning bite. “Not yet, little mouse. This is punishment for all those lustful thoughts you had. You’ll hold out and you won’t come until I allow it, is that clear?”

“Yes,” I gasp. My hair falls around my face, sticking to my damp forehead. “I won’t come.”

“Fuck.” Dominic fits the broad head of his cock to the lips of my pussy and nudges slowly forward. “You feel incredible, baby. You take my cock so well.”

I sob in relief, pushing my hips back, impaling myself on his thick shaft. He stretches me so perfectly, and I wish I could see his cock fit inside me, but Dominic is holding me down, and I know he needs this, needs to be in control.

He slides deeper, right to the still-sensitive spot inside me that he teased with his tongue earlier. The texture of his cock is different than a human’s, harder and bumpier, and when the double piercing beneath his cockhead catches at that bundle of nerves, I tighten around him instinctively.

Dominic roars, his control slipping, and shoves his cock to the end of me, his hips meeting mine. My world narrows down to the incredible sensation of having him so deep inside me, and when he goes to pull back for another thrust, I come, shaking underneath him, my voice stolen by the immense pleasure. I scrunch my eyes shut and try to muffle my whimpers, but my pussy clenches rhythmically around him, betraying me.

“Gianna.” Dominic buries himself deep again, his grip on my waist almost painfully tight. “Oh, fuck. Fuck!”

He holds himself still as I gasp and tremble, then slowly hooks his arm around my body and brings me up so I’m flush with him, sitting on his powerful thighs. He wraps one hand around my neck and tilts my head back, giving himself access to my lips. Our kiss is carnal and dirty, his tongue thrusting against mine in a beautiful dance. I melt for him, wrung out by my pleasure, and he drinks me up as if he can’t live without tasting me.

“You came,” he admonishes.

I force my eyes open and meet his golden gaze. His expression is feral, his lips pulled back in a snarl, and his cock throbs inside me, still hard and rigid.

“You felt too good,” I tell him, soft with the liquid joy still coursing through my body. “I’ve never been fucked like this, Dominic.”

His eyes flash with pride. “Can you go again?”

I nod, bracing myself against the arm that’s a steel band over my stomach. “I’ll be good this time, I promise.”

He keeps his hand around my throat and slowly rocks his hips forward. It’s a different angle than before, and I have no leverage to move, but I don’t need to, because Dominic knows exactly what I need.

When his claws press into the sides of my neck, I can’t muffle a gasp,

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