Page 34 of Oh Holy Night

She sighs, resting her head against me. “I’m sorry. I should’ve asked you first.”

“You should’ve. Now do you want your punishment now or later?” I ask, my dick twitching at the thought.

She kisses my chest once. “If you can make it quick, now.”

I smirk at her. “Bend over the bed.”

She does as I ask. I move behind her, flipping her dress up to show her ass. Goddamn, the woman is a fantasy come true.

Pulling her underwear down to her thighs. I smack her ass twice, making her jump. Then I do it over and over until her ass is rosy red, and I know it’s going to be uncomfortable to sit down.

She’s glistening from it. So much so that I know every time she moves tonight, I know she will be getting turned on all over again.

That’s not enough to sate the anger though. No, I need more.

So I move in closer as I undo my pants. I let them fall to the ground as I line myself up against her. Then I thrust in without warning.

She squeals, but I wrap my hand around her mouth so no one can hear her.

I take her hard and fast, reveling in the way she squeezes around me. Usually I worship my wife, but she’s being punished, so I make myself finish quickly, leaving her on edge. I fill her with my cum, pausing against her as she protests against my hand.

When she bites me, I smack her ass once more before pulling out. I pull her panties up and smooth her dress down.

“Kai, what the fuck?” She whirls on me.

I lean in, pressing a kiss to her lips. “Punishment, my dear wife.”

She frowns at me, but her eyes light up. She likes this little game we play.

“You didn’t use a condom,” she pouts.

“And? I want you to feel my cum slipping out of you all night. Driving you crazy with lust. That is your punishment for springing this on me and disobeying my order to not invite anyone outside of our agreed upon guest list.”

“What if you got me pregnant? I’m not ready for a child yet.”

I pull her into my chest. “You’re on birth control, and you’re not ovulating. You’ll be fine. If by chance my calculations are wrong, then we will survive.”

“How the hell do you know I’m not ovulating?”

I pull back, leaning down to grab my pants. Once I have them on, I pull out my phone and show her my calendar.

There’s a shark marked for four days from now and an egg marked for about two weeks after that.

“Is that what I think it is?” She looks embarrassed.

“Of course it is. I track your cycle, princess. I take all precautions to give you what you want, or in this case, don’t want. Now our guests are out there, so make yourself presentable, or hell, don’t for all I care and get back out there.”

I turn from her, smiling to myself as she grumbles behind me.

Tonight just got a hell of a lot more complicated, but it will all work out.

It has to.

ChapterEight

Ifrown as Cleo pulls Kai from the room. This is all my fault, but I can’t be sorry for it.

Even now, I can feel the sadness coming from Nikita. The girl is lonely. No one deserves to feel that way. Especially not on Christmas.

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