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“Santa decides if I’ve been naughty or nice. If nice—” She stops talking when I suck on her clit. I chuckle, enjoying this little game. I lift my mouth. “If you stop, I stop.”
“Don’t you dare!”
“Then keep talking. Tell me what happens to a female who’s been naughty. Does Santa tie her up?” I swear that question makes her wetter.
“If he wishes. He can use many forms of punishment. And I’ve been naughty, Santa.”
Apparently, I’ve been promoted to Santa a week early. I chuckle and blow against her delicate skin. She squirms beneath me. That is a new reaction. We’ve been mated for five years, and still I have so much to learn about my sholani.Perhaps one day, I’ll learn why the gods favor me so. For now, my female requires my attention.
I press my face into her pussy and shake. She shrieks, already close to her peak. She’s stopped talking, but her hands… Krike. They’ve gripped me by the horns, right over my pleasure centers.
Primal needs stir within me, stirring me beyond safe level as she lifts her hips and presses her core against my already hard cocks.
When I impale her with my tongue, she tugs at my hair. “Fuck me, sholan.”
Drekk, I can’t resist her plea. I never could. I climb her body, my pleasure cock coats her back hole with frem as I slide against her.
Her beautiful chest rises and falls beneath me as she gazes at me with heavy, dark blue eyes. “Both,” she demands.
I thrust my mating cock into her pussy and she arches, her breasts beautiful mountains rising high in the air. I lap at one as I wait for her body to adjust to both cocks. Then I rock my hips slowly as I kiss the base of her neck, chin, cheeks, and eyes. “I love you, my sholani.”
“Kiss me. And never stop.”
I increase my pace, eager to help her find her peak, but mostly because there is no place I’d rather be than inside my female where I can gaze at her and forget the outside world.
She throws her head back, exposing the graceful column of her throat. Her walls squeeze me tight and we come together. I capture her mouth as I release inside her and soon her body relaxes, giving way beneath mine. But that soulful kiss doesn’t end as we lose ourselves in one another.
This is my heaven, being with my Jade, my sholani, my lover, my heartmate.
CHAPTER THREE
Five Days Later
JADE
Emily walks through the living room with her latest creation on a platter. “Chocolate chip cookies, everyone. I thought maybe we could gather around and trade some stories while we wait for news.”
“Those don’t look like chocolate chip,” Ruby says, eyeing the cookies. My sister doesn’t always have tact.
“I made a few substitutions since we’re waiting for Quinnov to return from Earth with chocolate.”
“The ZDC sent him to Earth to transport the recent group of women rescued from Coalition space,” Torin says, as he pulls Ruby in against them. “Not purchase foods with no value.”
A collective gasp echoes from Emily, my sister and me. “Chocolate, Torin,” I scold, but he doesn’t understand. No zyanthan does. They don’t have chocolate on Zyan.
Ruby leans against him. “My mate doesn’t know what he’s saying. Ignore him.”
My sister looks so happy with Torin. I’m happy for her. Ireally am. But I’m a bit jealous her husband is here with her and mine isn’t.
I bite into the cookie, which I must admit looks more like a squishy used sponge than a chocolate chip cookie. To my surprise, yummy flavors, a combination of sweet and sour, bursts on my tongue. Far from chocolate chip, but edible.
“It’s good. Thank you, Emily,” I say in all sincerity. Even if it were as horrible as the rest of her cooking, I’d still thank her for being here. She and Makov came from Affinia during peak solcaps season.
I gaze up at the empty tree. No lights, no tinsel, not even a star on top. “Havok should have been here by now.” I’ve held off on decorating so my mate wouldn’t miss out on all the fun.
Ruby waits until Emily leaves the room and then plops next to me and loops her arm through mine. A reminder, a connection that, as long as we have family, that’s all we need. We never had Christmas celebrations growing up. We were too busy scrounging for food.
“Give Havok a chance to get here,” Torin says.
