Page 29 of Starstruck with the Krampus

I flush, cheeks warming. I will never get used to howdirecthe is when he wants something from me, no matter how often he does it.

“Okay,” I agree. “But only if I get to work your horns at the same time.”

Dominic narrows his eyes. “All right, but you’ll leave my tail alone.”

I grin but nod. He doesn’t like it when he finishes before me, and I’ve discovered over the years that he loves having histail touched—but if I do it while also rubbing his horns, it’s an almost instant explosion for him. So I pick my battles. I’ll surprise him with that another time. Tonight, I want to try out the new toy and see what else he has in mind.

He steps away for a moment to wash the toy, then returns to me, a bottle of lube and a towel in tow. We made a mess of our leather couch once and discovered what a pain it was to clean. Dominic helps me settle on a mound of pillows that support my back and has me lift my hips to place the towel underneath. I’m only four months along, so it’s not uncomfortable to be on my back yet, but he’s been fussing over me ever since we learned I was pregnant again, and I let him because it makes me feel so cherished and protected.

When he shoves the hem of my dress up, however, and discovers I’ve shimmied out of my panties while he was gone, his nostrils flare, his grip tightening on my knees.

“You’re wet,” he rumbles, almost an accusation. “Did you touch yourself while I was washing the toy?”

I close my eyes and think of how I slipped my fingers between my pussy lips and coated them with my wetness, then spread it around my clit, already throbbing from anticipation. A growl rips from Dominic’s throat, so I snap my eyes open and smirk at him.

“Naughty,” he purrs. “Whatever shall I do with you?”

I let my knees fall wide. “Whatever you want. But give me that plug first.”

He kneels on the carpet and slicks up his fingers with lube. His touch is cold at first, but he teases my ass slowly, then pushes one fingertip past the tight ring of my muscle. Then he works me open, softening me up, while he lightly brushes the thumb of his other hand over my exposed clit. It’s not nearly enough to make me come, but he’s building up the tension, and I love how gentle, how thorough he’s being. When he removes hisfingers from me and reaches for the plug, I squirm on the couch. It’s large, but I’ve taken another plug of a similar size before, so I know it’ll work.

Dominic looks up from my pussy and meets my gaze. “Do you want me to warm it up? It’s quite cool.”

I shake my head. “No, I like it like this.”

He nods me, then pours more lube over the toy and brings it to my ass. He nudges it in, giving me time to adjust, and I relax for him, loosening my muscles. The stretch is delicious, the right amount of pressure to leave me panting. Then the toy slips all the way inside, the snowflake resting against my skin.

I close my eyes and tip my head back on the cushions. “That feels incredible. It’s so smooth and heavy.”

Already, I know that walking around with this thing inside me will be completely different than any other plug. The weight of it might pull strangely at my inner walls. But lying here, letting Dominic take care of me…I can do that.

My Krampus makes room for his shoulders between my thighs and caresses me, skimming the tops of my thigh-highs. I’ve taken to wearing them with most of my dresses, loving the easy access they provide—and he adores them. Last month, he used one to tie me up and fed a pair of Kegel balls into my pussy, then edged me by teasing my clit with his forked tongue until I was a sobbing, squirming mess.

“We’ll repeat that very soon,” he promises me, reading my thoughts. His hot breath brushes my pussy. “I liked it, too.”

“That’s a massive understatement,” I protest, then gasp as he spreads my lower lips with his thumbs, giving himself access to me. “You were wild. I loved it.”

His dark eyes glitter with gold. “You always make me wild.”

I smile and stroke my fingers over his temple, then reach up for his left horn. He watches me warily, as if readying himself formy touch, but he can’t stop the soft groan that escapes him when I wrap my fist around the ridged length.

“Lick me,” I demand, bringing my other hand up to grasp him. “I want to come, Dominic.”

He doesn’t tease me this time. The tip of his tongue curls around my clit, and he sucks it lightly, spreading my slickness around. Then he licks right into my pussy, curling his tongue up in a way that has me shouting out with pleasure.

“Shh,” he admonishes me, bringing his thumb to my clit. “You need to be good for me now, Gianna.”

I nod frantically. “Okay, yes, fine, sorry, justdon’tstop.”

To punctuate my order, I grasp him more firmly by the horns, keeping his head in place—not that he’s going anywhere. Every lick, every suck brings me closer to my climax. Within minutes, I’m hovering on the cusp of my orgasm, legs twitching, belly tight with anticipation. Then Dominic replaces his tongue in my pussy with two fingers and pressesdown, touching the plug in my ass through the wall of my pussy, and at the same time, sucks my clit between his lips and flicks his tongue over it.

My vision goes fuzzy, and I slap my hand over my mouth at the last moment, muffling my scream. The pleasure is overwhelming, and I keen, throat tight with emotion. Dominic knows exactly how to play my body to draw so much sensation from it. I let go completely, hips rocking up, fist clenching around his horn for support.

When he slows his movements, I collapse back on the couch, limp and spent. He chuckles and places soft kisses on the insides of my thighs, his palms caressing the skin of my belly and the slight roundness there.

“Are you okay?” he murmurs.

I release him, and he leans back to lick my wetness from his fingers and lips. I take a moment to stare at him. He’s so beautiful, my breath still stalls sometimes when he catches meunaware. With his horns and tail, dressed in his best shirt and tie, he looksgorgeous.

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