A Christmas Home

by April Zyon

  “No, thankfully. They are doing what they can for the wild bears but it’s hard because they aren’t pack animals like the shifters are. Getting close is a challenge, and feeding them even more so. We all hope they can figure something out, but the real battle is with humans and the fossil fuel usage polluting everything and causing their areas to shrink.”

  “Sad but true. Until we can cut our dependence we’ll be slave to it and we’re killing our planet.” She shrugged and rubbed against him. “We just have to do what we can, when we can. We can’t domesticate the wild animals but we can somehow make sure there’s food where they hunt. Maybe nothing dead but something trapped?” She knew how cruel that sounded but it was honest truth.

  “The pack up there looks out for them the best they can. Unfortunately we are too far away for helping them.” Jagger pressed a kiss to her cheek. “We have much happier things to discuss. Like the fact you plan to stay here with me.”

  “Yes, I do plan on staying here with you. The resort is amazing. The amenities are fabulous and as long as you buy me a snowmobile I’m so going to be rockin’ this place like wild. Beyond that, I have zero idea what I’ll do, but I don’t care. I have you and honestly, I think that’s more than enough.”

  “I will get you your own snowmobile, promise. As to what you can do, do whatever you want. Start your own business, or take a class, or work for someone else. Take some time, enjoy life, and settle in here with me. Make this place yours, too. Make it ours.”

  “When you say make it ours … how do you feel about cats?”

  Jagger blinked, then shrugged. “You want a cat?”

  “I have a cat. Back home. Right now he’s boarding in a swanky kennel, but he’s been with me forever and…”

  Jagger smiled and pressed a finger to her lips. “Then when you’re ready, we’ll go get him and bring him home. As for the rest, the job, you don’t have to decide right away, sweetheart.”

  “You are the mechanic. Need an accountant?” she asked him while her hand scooped up water and let it run off of his shoulder. “Because I am a CPA and could totally help you out, you know.”

  He seemed to be thinking about it, then nodded. “We could always use one. Normally I get everything together and take it out to an accounting firm. It would save us all a bunch of time and money to have someone that could do it for us internally. And you would be able to do it faster because you could keep up with it on a regular basis. Plus I wouldn’t have to go hunting for that one fucking receipt that goes missing no matter how careful I am. I’m a damn mechanic, as you pointed out, not an office worker.”

  “See, I could have a small office in your shop and you can keep your eye on me when you want to and I can make sure that your business runs smoothly. And I’ll have the added bonus of watching you working on vehicles and getting all hot and sweaty.”

  “And swearing worse than any trucker and sailor combined,” he said. “Not even kidding either. When something is not going my way I get … vocal. You might even learn a few new words,” he said with clear warning in his voice.

  “It’s okay, I don’t mind as long as you don’t give me any trouble about doing it. Besides, if you get too vocal that just means I’ll have to come and give you hugs and love so that you can’t be so angry.”

  “Hugs and love, huh? Well I think you should give me some of that sugar right now. See how effective you are at distracting me.” Stroking a hand over her leg, he gave her thigh a squeeze.

  That had her grinning, “I would love to have you distracted.” She rubbed her cheek to his and nibbled his ear. “So I get to kiss you and hug you now,” was all the warning he got before she began to kiss him with deep desperation and need.

  He helped her to shift until she was straddling his lap, his cock pressing against her lower belly. He cupped her ass and held her to him while they kissed. Then he slid his fingers lower down the crack of her ass to stroke her slit.

  She shivered. The press of her nipples against his hard chest had her pussy creaming more. “Please,” she whispered against his mouth and nipped his lower lip before kissing him again.

  Jagger wrapped an arm around her waist and squeezed. With his other hand he continued to tease her pussy, slipping a finger in. Slowly he pumped it in and out of her body.

  She began to ride his finger and teased his tongue when he let hers go. She pulled back from him and licked her lips. “More.” She whispered the one word and started to kiss him again.

  His lips curved against her own before he pulled back enough to brush a kiss over her cheek. Slowly he trailed his lips down over her neck. He nibbled on the tendon of her neck, then raised his head to give her another kiss. Gripping her hips, he lifted her up to rub her clit over his cock.

  She shuddered at the contact. “I want you. We’ve just met but son of a biscuit I want you so badly.”

  “I want to taste you, lick you up, and feast on that slick flesh between your legs,” he told her with a growl. “Later I plan to when the chances of one or both of us drowning is removed from the equation.” He pressed his lips to hers hard. “Take me in, sweetheart, and ride me.”

  She didn’t hesitate. She put her hand on his cock and rubbed it against her clit, then placed him at the opening of her pussy, pulling back slightly so she could look him in the eyes. Then she began to slowly slide down on him. She whimpered once, lifted, then pushed down again because he was much bigger than she’d had before. “So good.” And he was. He was everything.

  “That’s it, sweetheart, nice and easy. You feel good wrapping around me so damn tight and hot. Fuck yeah,” he breathed out. He grabbed her ass and rhythmically squeezed each time she pushed lower.

  “Oh yeah, squeeze my ass, just like that.” She’d never much liked having her ass squeezed because she had been made to feel as if it was too big, she was too fat, but with him she felt like she was perfect. Period.

  “I plan to do a lot more with this sweet ass in the future, but that’s all I’m sharing right now. No need to spoil the surprise. Now ride me, Ophelia. As slow or as fast as you want.”

  “Thank God.” She began to move on him. “I can’t wait to learn what you want to do with my ass. Just know I’ve never had anything in there.” She shuddered. “God yes.” She moaned and began to ride him harder and faster.

  “We’ll work up to it. Damn that makes me hot to think I’ll be the first and only to take that sweet, tight, virgin hole.” He helped her to stay balanced against the push and pull from the water in the hot tub each time she rocked on his cock. His hands continued to mold her ass, and occasionally he’d kiss her, lick her throat, or nibble on whatever patch of skin caught his attention.

  “Teeth.” She moaned as her pussy tightened on his cock again. “It makes me so fucking hot to feel your teeth and tongue on my neck.” She wanted more, needed more. Fucking hell she was aching to have him bite her and she had never wanted to have anyone bite her before. “And I can’t wait for you to take my ass. God, so much.”

  Jagger apparently took instruction well because he put his mouth on her throat and started to torment her. Little nibbles and nips mixed with short strokes of his tongue. Over and over he repeated the pattern that was driving her crazy. Her body was quaking, her movements frantic now. “Jagger.” She needed everything from him. She wanted every single part that he had to give her. “Give me everything. Show me what your animal needs. Please.” She had to know how he would make love to her if he was free to be fully himself.

  In a sudden move Jagger stood with her in his arms. He stepped out of the hot tub and headed for the door with her. Ophelia shivered in his arms until the heat of the kitchen wrapped around her. She didn’t know where he was taking her, but it was a fun journey.

  She had her legs wrapped tightly around his hips, her heels on his ass, digging in tightly. “Fuck that feels so goddamn good,” she heard herself growling against his ear. She bit the side of his neck, couldn’t help herself. “Wall, fuck, hard.” She was lo
sing herself.

  Ophelia found her back to the wall, one of his hands in her hair, tugging her head back. Then he was devouring her mouth while thrusting hard. All she could do was hold on for the ride.

  She loved everything that he was doing. Every thrust of his body into hers, every hard tug on her hair. “God yes. Never thought I would like rough, hard, but I do. So much.”

  He let out a low growl that had her whole body sitting up and paying attention. Another tug to her hair and he pulled her head to the side, then put his mouth back on her neck. This time he scraped his teeth over her skin before settling in place where shoulder met neck.

  She felt the bite of pain but goddamn she loved it. “Fucking hell, yes!” She tugged him closer. “More, please,” she begged him in desperation.

  Jagger thrust harder, their flesh slapping against one another over and over. When she felt the orgasm trying to take hold he sank his teeth into her neck. Flesh broke under the sharp edges and she let go.

  Ophelia’s orgasm rolled over her so hard that she was certain she was going to black out. She screamed, her whole body going tight and her pussy clenching his cock so hard she was praying she didn’t hurt him. His name came as a sob from her lips as she flew apart.

  One last thrust and she felt a shudder roll through his body. Jagger threw his head back to let out a roar while he spilled inside her body. Another shudder and he leaned into her, resting his cheek to hers.

  It was impossible, she knew it was, but she felt him swelling inside of her pussy and she sobbed. He filled her to the brim and beyond, triggering another orgasm. His seed ran down her thighs and she was so freaking happy that he was holding her up because she would have melted into a puddle otherwise. “Way too soon for only knowing you a day … but I think I might love you.” She wasn’t certain because to be honest she didn’t know what the emotion felt like but she knew she felt something deep, powerful, and all-consuming for him that she had never felt before.

  “We can work on that,” he said. Huffing out a breath, Jagger pressed a hand to the wall and levered back enough that they could look at one another. “Right now my main focus is not falling down on the floor. In a minute I’ll even attempt to walk. Maybe we can try this again in my bed if you’re interested.”

  “I’m glad that you’re the one who’s having to hold us up because I wouldn’t be able to stand on my own if I tried.” She had her cheek to his shoulder and smiled. “Do you need to let me go so that we can both collapse on the floor so we can get our energy back and be able to crawl up to your bed?”

  “Hell no, I only need another minute to make sure my knees won’t collapse. I’ll get us to the bed, and then you shouldn’t plan to leave it for a while.” He pressed a kiss to her lips and shifted her in his arms before stepping back. Turning, he headed for the stairs.

  “Can you grab me some water? I’m so ready to stay in bed for the rest of the night and day.” She never wanted to leave it as long as she had him with her.

  “I can do that, and snacks, too. I don’t want you getting low on energy. You’ll need lots for all I have planned with you. While I’m doing that what do you plan to do, out of curiosity?” he asked. He hit the top floor and turned to take her to the master bedroom.

  “Well I was thinking of lying back in the bed and either toying with my nipples or rubbing my clit. Do you have a preference for what you would rather have me doing when you come back to me?” she asked him with a smile.

  “You can pet your clit, but I don’t want it too sensitive since I plan to put my mouth on it and suck hard. I’ll be upset if you go and mess up my plans, sweetheart.” He grinned down at her, then took her to the bed to drop her down. Jagger followed to box her in and kiss her hard. “Be good and you can have my cock again for an orgasm. Be bad and you’ll have to wait.”

  “Oh I will do all that I can to be very, very good. I need your cock again.” Her fingers lightly touched his cheeks and stroked down his chest. “Just don’t get too soft while you’re down getting snacks and water for us.”

  He let out a snort. “I’ve been hard for you since we met. Any time we’re close I can barely function through the lack of blood flow in my brain.” Jagger pressed another kiss to her lips before he pushed off the bed. Ophelia got to watch the man, her man walk away, thoroughly enjoying the play of muscle under the tanned flesh.

  “Holy shitballs, you are smokin’.” She was fanning herself when she spoke to him but knew that he hadn’t heard her. At least, she didn’t think he had heard her, until she heard him laughing. “You weren’t supposed to hear that!”

  It only made him laugh harder and louder. She listened to the sound trail off through the house. It was a great sound and one she hoped to hear often.

  Chapter Nine

  Soft sounds reached him from the hall. Knowing it was Ophelia making her way to the kitchen, Jagger moved to the coffee pot to pour her a cup. She would likely need it. He’d kept her up late and woke her several times through the night. He was fucking insatiable for her. “Good morning, sweetheart.” Handing her the mug handle first, he pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Sit your cute ass down and get to work on the coffee. Breakfast is still five minutes out. I hope you like French toast.”

  “Good morning.” She took the cup from him, barely even looking at him. He waited until she had taken several drinks before he even nudged her. “Love French toast.” She did, however, move in closer to him and give him a kiss on the cheek before she walked away. The little minx patted his ass when she walked past him, too. Brat would pay for that one.

  “Cute,” he muttered. Letting her settle down with her coffee, he got back to the business of making her breakfast. Maybe he’d let her have a nap later. He might even let her actually sleep. He’d likely have to since she didn’t have his stamina and he didn’t want her getting worn down.

  Four minutes later he loaded up two plates and took them to the table. He slid one in front of her and set the other in the spot to her right. After refilling both their mugs, Jagger sat down next to her, making sure his thigh brushed up against hers. He waited until she took her first bites.

  “God this looks good,” she told him after setting down the half-empty cup of coffee. “Smells amazing, too.”

  “Eat up. Later we’ll take a nap, one where I’ll let you actually sleep. Right now you need to get some food into your body. I think I might have worn you out.” And he was feeling only slightly guilty about that. He liked the idea of wearing his woman out on a regular basis.

  “I think you might have, too, but God what an amazing way to be worn out.”

  Giving her a kiss, Jagger lingered for a moment before pulling back. She really did need to eat. They also had a few things to talk about, like the fact he’d bonded them together. Which she probably didn’t even realize had happened when he’d bitten her the night before during their first round up against the wall. “You have a look on your face like you’re really not certain about anything right now, either that or you look like you’re trying to figure out how to tell me something so how about you just tell me and get it over with?”

  He should’ve known better. Ophelia had proven at least once that she was a pro at reading him. Why he was surprised she knew something was up, he couldn’t even guess. He just had to come out and say it. “Remember last night when we got frisky in the tub and I got us out of there so we didn’t drown? The good stuff up against the wall, and then I bit you. I’m sure there’s a better way to go about this but I’m going off the cuff here. I bonded you to me. It was instinctual for the bear to want his mate permanently. Does that make any sense or am I just babbling?” He could see it the moment what he had said clicked in her head. “Wait, what? Bonded? As in, forever?” He saw the panic on her face. “What if you don’t like me in a week? What happens then? Jesus, I was engaged and he tossed me away literally a week before we were to be married. What if you get tired of me?” He could hear her panic, but more than that her fear of not being en
ough for him.

  Immediately Jagger lifted her into his lap and hugged her. “You are my mate, Ophelia. The universe has chosen you for me, and there is no one more right for who I am. Today, tomorrow, and forty years from now you will still be my only one. You were created specifically for me as I was for you. I am never, ever going to toss you away, sweetheart.”

  “This isn’t because of what I said last night, is it?” Oh for the love of all that was holy she had tears in her eyes. “Because I said I think I do. I think I do because I have never really known what that was so what if it isn’t right? What if it was just me being too horny or lack of sex or, are you sure?” She sniffed. Dammit she was sniffing with tears tracking down her cheeks.

  “Ophelia, you spoke from the heart. I expect nothing less from you at all times, sweetheart. And yes I’m sure. The bear is, too, if you were curious, and he’s really the one calling all the shots. But I am fully on board with it because I adore you. Now no more crying, please.” Damn well made him uncomfortable to the nth degree. Wiping her cheeks, he pressed a kiss to each side. “You are it for me from now until the end of time.”

  “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you upset, too,” she muttered and moved even closer to him. “The last thing I ever want to do is make you upset.” She took a deep breath. He couldn’t help but look down at her chest and watch her breasts rise and fall. “I’ve never felt that emotion and now you are telling me that we’re bonded forever. I don’t want to mess this up.”

  “You won’t. Have a little faith in yourself and in me. A relationship takes two people. You be open and honest with me and I will be the same. Yes, sometimes the truth fucking sucks, but it’s better than any lie. And if you can’t talk about it, or aren’t ready yet, say so. I’ll respect that.” Jagger rubbed his hand up and down her leg, enjoying the sensation of her smooth skin under his palm. He wasn’t normally the touchy feely sort, but with her he couldn’t stop from wanting to stroke and pet her. “We’ll make it work because we want this, together.”