Christmas from Hell

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Trying not to think about what would happen to her when they found her, she opened Duncan’s door, damn near cried in relief when she realized that the only person in the room was the man himself, sprawled out across the large bed in his boxers and making her thank God for small miracles.
 
When the shouting from downstairs suddenly became louder, she knew that she didn’t have much time so she didn’t waste any. She practically ran towards his bed, pausing every few seconds to pull off her clothes and kick off her shoes. By the time she reached his bed she was completely naked, trembling with fear and praying that this was enough to save her life.
 
“Duncan!” she whispered, trying not to freak out, but it was difficult not to when she could hear the Bradford clan moving up to the second floor, letting her know that it was only a matter of time before they realized where she was and came after her, demanding more brownies that she wouldn’t be able to produce, because there had only been enough cocoa powder for one batch.
 
When he didn’t move, she tried not to panic, but it was difficult knowing just how close she was to being mauled by a bunch of hungry Bradfords. Telling herself that she had no other choice, she grabbed the waist of his boxers, yanked them down, pushed him onto his side, jumped into the bed and curled up in front of him as she grabbed the comforter folded at the end of the bed and yanked it up over them and closed her eyes just in time it seemed.
 
“What the fuck?” someone said as the door was thrown open.
 
“Oh, I don’t need to see this!” another one said as she laid there, trying to calm her breathing, but it was difficult knowing how close she was to being mauled for more brownies.
 
“I thought you said that shit was going to knock him out for at least a day!”
 
“Obviously I fucked up!” the familiar voice said, making her breathe a little easier, because clearly they were buying it.
 
“Obviously!”
 
“He’s sleeping now so shut the fuck up!” someone snapped, making her wonder what they’d given him to knock him out and why.
 
Of course, when she felt the large, warm hand close over her breast and something very long and hard grind against her bottom, she had to agree that Aidan had definitely fucked up on the dosage.
 
 
Chapter 26
 
Sunday, December 13th.
 
This was probably the best way that he’d ever woken up, he had to admit as he weighed the large breast in his hand as he shifted with a sigh of pleasure when his dick, hard and ready to go rubbed against the smoothest ass that he’d ever had the pleasure of touching.
 
Then again, did it really count if it was his cock that was doing all the touching? he idly wondered as he pressed a kiss against Necie’s bare shoulder, loving the grumpy little growl she omitted at being disturbed. She was definitely an angry little thing when someone disturbed her sleep.
 
As he lay there, holding her breast and gently rubbing his cock against her ass that felt like silk simply because he just couldn’t seem to stop, he tried to figure out exactly how he’d ended up getting her in bed last night, because he was pretty sure that he’d gone to bed alone and really pissed off. He remembered something about his brothers ganging up on him, a few of his cousins and the bastards cornering him and bitching at him about being done watching him exhaust himself into an early grave.
 
Then he remembered the prick in his ass.
 
That little bastard, he thought, instantly calming thanks to the large breast that he was rubbing. It was actually rather soothing, he thought even as he thought of all the violent things that he was going to do to his little brother.
 
The next question of course was, how did she end up naked and in his bed? Since he knew without a doubt that they hadn’t had sex since his balls were throbbing for relief, he couldn’t help but wonder how he’d managed to get her in his bed, naked. It wasn’t that he was complaining.
 
Far from it.
 
He was just curious, he told himself as he pressed another kiss to her bare shoulder while he tried to tell his cock that it should be happy with what it was getting now and stop being such a demanding little bastard. But, God, he wanted her. He wanted to lay her on her stomach, cover her body and slide his cock deep inside her.
 
He wouldn’t have to worry about making her wet, because he knew without a doubt that she’d already be wet and ready for him, but if she wasn’t, he would be more than happy to get her there with his mouth or fingers, whatever she needed. He would gladly give her whatever she needed and more.
 
He’d definitely use his tongue on her, he thought as he found his fingers teasing the small, hard nipple in his hand. He would lick her slit from top to bottom until her lips were swollen and open, revealing the pink little clit that would require all of his attention for a few minutes.
 
Just imagining how good her little clit would feel against his tongue had him returning his attention away from the nipple and to the large breast that needed his attention. He would lick her out, slide his tongue inside her and fuck her with his tongue until she demanded more, demanded that he fuck her raw and he would gladly fucking do it, too.
 
Unable to take another moment of torture, he gently rolled her onto her back, pressed his lips against hers and moved to-
 
“Fucking hell!” he gasped out when the small leg with the surprisingly pointy knee slammed into his balls as the woman that he wanted more than his next fucking breath turned over in her sleep, yawned and fell back into a deep sleep while he laid there, cupping his balls and praying for a quick fucking death before she turned him into a eunuch.
 
The most frightening part of all this was that she wasn’t doing it on purpose. It was just another part of her that he adored and yes, it did terrify him that he’d adored this about her, but then again, as long as she was a jinx he would never have to worry about anyone hurting her, because she’d probably accidentally send them to the ICU if they tried. It was a comforting thought he told himself as he slowly rolled over onto his back, closed his eyes and breathed through the pain.