Page 15 of Stalked By Santa

“However you’ll let me.” Yanking my wrists up, he pins them above my head, easily restraining them both with just one hand. “I want to hit you with my belt before binding you with it. And once I have you trapped with no way to escape, I’ll devour that pretty little pussy until you’re in tears, begging me not to force you to come yet again.” His other hand returns to my throat, and he squeezes it once more, harder this time. “But I wouldn’t stop, Madelyn, because I own your pleasure, own your pain, ownyou. Don’t I, little girl?”

His words are harsh, but as I meet his gaze, my breath catches at the vulnerability I encounter. Because despite his commanding tone, there’s a silent plea in his eyes, as if the next words I speak hold the power to destroy him. But that can’t be true—can it?

EIGHT

NICK

This entire nightis spinning wildly out of control. Every second in Maddie’s company chips at my self-control, intensifying my obsession. Not for the first time, I’m glad that I paused long enough to drop Merryn off at our New York offices. Because even with my assistant present in the sleigh, I wouldn’t have been able to keep my hands off this girl.

She’s too beautiful, too perfect, too innocent. But the next words out of her mouth wreck me totally, dissolving whatever remained of my crumbling restraint, somehow accomplishing what her unpracticed stroking of my cock did not.

“Yes, Santa,” she whispers. “You own me totally, and you always have.”

But while her words are brave, I don’t miss the tremor of fear that runs through them. And why wouldn’t she be afraid after the things I promised—no,threatened—to do to her?

The fucked part is that I will—but not tonight. I’m too desperate to be inside her to maintain the level of control I’d need to keep her safe. And more to the point, I don’t want her first time to be marked by violence. Even if I do have zero doubts by now that violencedoesturn her on.

So with a fucking superhuman level of self-control, I release her. Rolling off of her, I return the seats to their upright position.

“Did I say something wrong?” she asks, biting her bottom lip in that way that drives me fucking crazy.

I’m so desperate to be inside her that I’m struggling to think straight. But this is important. Reassuring her is important. Maybe the most important thing I’ll ever do.

“Hardly, angel. But if we’re going to do this, we’re going to do it right. And as tempted as I am by the thought of having you trapped beneath me and choking the shit out of you while I pop your cherry, that’s not how I want the first time to be with the woman I love.”

“You… you love me?” she asks, voice breathless, her innocent surprise making her look impossibly young.

Fuck. I was so worried about reassuring her that I didn’t stop to consider whether talk oflovewould frighten her more than threats of violence. Because of course it’s too soon to make such declarations.

Maddie may have been my obsession for years, but she’s only just coming to terms with the fact that I actually exist. But while I may be many things, I’m not a liar, and I can’t bring myself to backtrack and try to take the words back. So instead, I double down.

Running a finger along her jaw, I stare into her eyes. “Madelyn Marsden, I’ve been hopelessly, obsessively in love with you from the first moment I saw you. I’m yours and only yours. Body and soul.”

She smiles shyly. “I loveyou, Santa. Always.”

And then I’m completely fucking lost.

“Ditch the jacket,” I command, voice so hoarse that I practically growl the command.

As Maddie hurries to obey, I unzip my pants, lifting my hips to slide them down. Then more roughly than I intend, I grasp her by the hips, lifting her so that she’s straddling me.

This is so wrong. She deserves better than this. I’m not a small man. I should prepare her with my fingers, at the very least.

This is unconscionable. I should do better by her. I want to do better by her. But she’s completely wrecked my self-control.

Positioning the head at her entrance, I grit my teeth as I guide her down onto my cock, forcing myself to at least exhibit that degree of restraint. Even if everything in me wants to grab her hips and slam her down.

Fuck, she’s tight. There’s no way I’m going to last.

With excruciating slowness, I sheath myself in her, stopping when I meet resistance. Pressing our foreheads together, I hold her gaze.

“You’re so small, Maddie. This is going to hurt. I’m afraid there’s no way around that.”

“If it will let me be closer to you, I want the pain. I need it. I need you.”

Crushing our lips together, I thrust up, claiming her virginity. Claiming her.

She goes still for a moment, then kisses me back, all need as her pussy clenches around me.

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