Mob Mom's Christmas (6 page)

With the hand wrapped in her hair, Nik pulled her head back.

“I love your mouth on me, I love you.”

The steel in his hoarse tone sent another wave of need through her, and she shifted her position, kneeling with her slit over her ankle to provide friction against her clit. She hid a smile when his hips trembled beneath her hands, more proof that what she did pleased him.

Excited, because she knew she had this kind of power over him, she couldn’t hold back a smile. Her growing need ignited a playfulness inside her, one that aroused her even more and made her want to drive Nik out of his mind with need for her.

Sticking out her tongue, she licked the head of his cock and stilled. Sucking in a breath, she dug her nails into his hips, taken aback at the intimacy of looking into his indulgent but watchful gaze, while taking him into her mouth.

Closing her eyes, she ran her tongue all around the head of his cock. Concentrating on Nik’s reaction, she worked her tongue from base to tip, paying particular attention to the sensitive underside right below the head.

Flashing a grin that sent a jolt of lust through her, he slid a hand down to pat her ass before straightening.

“And we’re
all
going to have a hell of a lot of fun,” Declan said.

The soft caress of his work-roughened hand over her bottom made her breath catch, the promise in his touch filling her with anticipation.

She watched as he circled the foot of the bed again, his eyes holding the same promise, but she found herself brought up short when Nik tightened his hand in her hair.

Keeping her facing him and preventing her from seeing Declan, Nik held her gaze with his own and caressed her jaw.

“I want to feel that hot mouth on my cock, Cherri, and while you’re pleasuring me, I don’t want you thinking.”

Cherri moaned at the possessive firmness of the hand that moved over her back, a moan cut short by a gasp when Nik’s cock touched her cheek. Turning toward it, she took him into her mouth again, this time staring straight into his eyes.

“On your knees, baby. Stop trying to rub your clit. Get that ass up and those legs spread wide.”

Startled when Declan lifted her to her knees, she held on to Nik, whose eyes flicked back and forth between hers and her ass.

Watching him, feeling Declan’s hands on her, and listening for any clue as to what he planned to do, she realized she’d become so distracted, she hadn’t been paying attention to pleasing Nik.

Cursing herself for her lapse, she sucked harder, determined to regain some sort of control. Circling the head of his cock with her tongue, she was thrilled when another of those deep moans rumbled in his throat. Every movement of her tongue, every bob of her head made him stiffen, as he seemed to be scrambling for control.

Nothing could have excited her more.

At least that’s what she thought until Declan flattened a hand on her back and slid a thick finger into her pussy, her slick juices easing his way. Letting her eyes flutter closed, she clamped down on his finger, pushed back against him, and in her excitement sucked Nik harder.

The sexual tension mounted when Nik held her face between his hands and began to slowly fill her mouth with his cock and just as slowly withdraw almost all the way. He did it again and again, each slow thrust measured and deliberate, his hands tightening with the effort it must have cost him.

Each time he withdrew, she swirled her tongue around the head, or teased the tip of his cock with it, alternating her rhythm to surprise him. When the finger in her pussy began to move, she bucked restlessly, and without thinking, she sucked hard, drawing Nik’s cock all the way to her throat.

“Shit!” Nik’s hands moved over her hair, his movements jerky and uncontrolled.

Determined to shake that calm control even more, Cherri tried to concentrate on giving him even more pleasure, but Declan’s strokes to her pussy distracted her and made her clumsy. Frustrated that she kept letting Nik’s cock slip from her mouth, but excited by the low curses pouring from him, she closed her lips around the head of his cock again and sucked, hungry for his taste and more of those erotic and deep sounds of pleasure that rumbled from him.

Declan withdrew his fingers, teasing her pussy entrance and chuckling softly, when she thrust back against him.

“Patience, darlin’. Let me get my cock inside you.”

She shuddered, craving the feeling of finally having her pussy filled. She wanted taken, to be the object of their desire, but more than that, she needed the orgasm that loomed closer with every second that passed.

Holding on to Nik and on her knees with her legs spread wide, she waited breathlessly for Declan to possess her. Every inch of her body sizzled with heat, each touch of their hands stoking the fire inside her until she burned everywhere.

Her nipples demanded attention, so tight and so achy. She would have used her own hands on them if she could have. Her clit felt swollen and heavy, and her pussy clenched of its own volition, leaking moisture to trickle down her thighs.

Even her bottom tingled, the remembered threats of what they wanted to do to her there making her aware of that part of her, disconcerting her because she’d never experienced that kind of awareness before.

Nik ran a hand down her face, his thumb tracing her lips that stretched over his cock.

“That’s better. You’re not thinking about anything else now, except Declan and me, are you, baby?”

The endearment settled over her skin like a warm blanket, the tenderness in it making her feel special and cherished.

Declan’s powerful thighs brushed against the backs of her legs as he used them to push hers farther apart.

“She’s not going to be thinking about anything else for quite a while.”

Forced to release her hold on Nik’s thighs and flatten her hands on the bed, Cherri moaned around Nik’s cock at the caress of air over her damp folds, shaking uncontrollably when she heard a drawer open and close, followed almost immediately by the rip of foil.

She moaned again when Nik bent forward and cupped her breasts, his gentle hands tugging at her nipples. The answering surge of heat shot straight to her clit, but Declan’s thighs held hers apart, not allowing her to press them together to get some relief.

When the head of Declan’s cock pressed against her drenched pussy, she stilled, only then realizing she’d been rocking back and forth on her knees. Pushing back against him in the need to be filled, she whimpered in her throat when he denied her.

Declan slid a hand around her to tap her clit, laughing when she bucked and took the head of his cock inside her.

“That’s it, Cherri. Damn, you’re tight. I want to feel that pussy clench on me and milk me real good.”

Frantic now, Cherri rocked her hips, trying to get more friction on her clit, crying out around Nik’s cock when Declan slid deep, filling her with thick heat.

Filled at both ends, she tried to concentrate on making both of them come, but each caress of their hands or stroke of their cocks made her forget everything except the pleasure. Relying on instinct, she struggled to keep up with them.

She sucked harder at Nik, starving for his taste. Each groan or tightening of his hands thrilled her, the knowledge she could shake his control giving her more confidence.

Nik’s hands left her breasts to cup her face again, holding her still for his smooth strokes into her mouth.

In answer, Cherri pushed back against him, moaning in her throat when he groaned and rubbed his hands over her back.

Declan plunged deep, his hands flat on her back, holding her in place for his thrusts.

She reveled in each bump and ridge of his cock sliding over her inner flesh, fisting her hands in the covers to steady herself. Trembling everywhere, she couldn’t stop moaning around Nik’s cock, her breath catching each time Declan’s sac created friction against her clit. Focusing on pleasing Nik got harder and harder, her attempts to lick and suck him getting clumsier as the need to come blocked out everything else.

She couldn’t stop gripping Declan’s cock, his words of encouragement rendering her senseless.

“That’s it, Cherri. Fuck. Your pussy’s so damned tight. Slick. Soft. Christ, I could fuck you forever.”

Nik’s hands slid into her hair again, guiding her movements. “Her mouth’s incredible. Her tongue’s like fucking velvet.”

His hiss was like music to her ears.

“Damn. She forgets to suck while I’m fucking her mouth, and then she remembers again. It gets me every fucking time.”

She sucked on him eagerly, addicted to his taste and the deep groans that poured from him. Struggling to concentrate on what he said, she sucked in a breath when one of Declan’s hands slid around to cover her abdomen and moved lower.

Her clit burned, but Declan merely held her folds spread, not giving her the touch she needed.

Nik groaned again. “That’s it, baby. Damn, that mouth feels good. Not too far. Yeah, honey, just like that.”

Declan chuckled from behind her, his low laugh ending abruptly when she clenched on him. “Damn, darlin’, you feel so fucking good. I know you want me to touch your clit, darlin’. You’re just going to have to wait for it.”

Nik’s thrusts into her mouth came faster, but his hold on her kept his cock from going too far. “Give it to her then. She needs to come.”

“No way. Not yet.”

Declan slapped her ass, a sharp slap that stunned her. He thrust faster, each word bit out between clenched teeth on each deep stroke.

“Hang on baby, we are going to fly.”

Frustrated that he wouldn’t give her clit the attention she needed, she pushed back against him and lost her balance.

Nik caught her, dropping his knees on the bed and using his thighs to support her, rubbing his hands over her shoulders. “Easy, honey. I’ve got you. Hell, I’m gonna come. If you don’t want to swallow, baby, let go—oh, hell.”

The jolt of fire that hit her when Declan pinched her clit had her whimpering in her throat and sucking Nik harder.

Nik cursed, holding her steady with his hands in her hair as his cock pulsed his release into her mouth. The muscles in his thigh became rock hard and trembled beneath her hands as he groaned and slowed his strokes.

Awestruck that she could draw such a response from him, she eagerly swallowed every drop, crying out from the strokes to her clit, each one like a live wire touching her and sending sharp sizzles racing through her.

She couldn’t stay still, rocking her hips no matter how hard she tried not to, afraid that she would dislodge Declan’s finger from where he held it over her clit.

Withdrawing from her mouth, Nik knelt on the floor in front of her and held her against his shoulder, pushing her hair back from her face and smiling down at her. Cupping a breast, he used his thumb to caress her nipple just as the pleasure at her slit seemed to explode.

Arching her back, she lifted her bottom higher into Declan’s deep thrusts, crying out as he plunged deep and came, his cock jumping inside her. Her pussy milked him as the waves of bliss continued to race through her, the slowing drag of his fingers back and forth over her slippery clit keeping her on the razor-sharp edge of release for so long she screamed, a pinch of her clit sending her the rest of the way over.

Holding on to Nik and pressing her face against his soft T-shirt, she breathed in his clean scent, wishing this moment could last forever.

“Fucking incredible. Christ, she’s milking my cock so hard it’s killing me.” Declan slid his hands to her bottom and with long, firm strokes, caressed her from the cheeks of her ass to her shoulders and back again.

The muscles beneath her cheek shifted. “Her back!” Nik gently lowered her shoulders to the bed, easing the arch in her back, his hands joining Declan’s hands to slide over her damp body. Bending, he ran a hand over her hair.

“Are you okay, Cherri?”

Closing her eyes, she moaned as Declan withdrew from her and dropped on the bed beside her. Facing Nik, she opened one eye.

“Yep, did you know Pilar was a fucking dragon?”

Chapter Seven

Vivi, Shelly, and Brenda were up late on the eve of Christmas, making sure everything was ready. Their decorations were gorgeous, if not a little over done. The main room where they were having the party was red and gold. Sure, Kade said it looked like a brothel. However, Calli took care of him and his comments.

They spent the last few days wrapping and cooking, everything was prepared for the following morning, when the few of the children were going to find small gifts at the foot of their bed. The rest would be under the tree.

Vivi grinned. Everyone should be surprised at their gifts, including Rissa whom they had a specific gift for. Brenda and Shelly were getting that prepared late tonight, while Vivi set out the rest of the gifts.

The men had at least gotten on the ball and snuck out to buy their mates a few things. She seriously hoped Kade refrained from buying the gun Calli wanted, that was all they needed, firearms for Christmas. She shook her thoughts away and concentrated on finishing the room.

Along the far wall was a buffet style table set up. It had plates already on one side, and then there was another table for drinks. For the morning, they had breakfast and then they would clear it up for the afternoon meal. So much food had been brought in.

The small compound off to the north was a flurry of activity, too. Kade and his Betas were going to look later tonight to see if there was something they should know about going on there. More and more shifters had begun to show up there. However, none of the members of the Pack dared to contact them because the wards went right up to their fence. If the wards were broken, they would have an issue.

Kade even went so far as to have a few of the Pack members approach it from the other side, but the compound had wards of their own. And they had been unable to get close enough. The closest side was right in their own back yard. It was weird.

Calli, Cherri, and Rissa still believed they were doing something illegal. It was the source of entertainment every time they brought up the subject. Vivi hoped they did not bring it up during Christmas.

The chairs were dispersed in the room, littered around so that everyone could talk without yelling. They needed to make sure they were getting the connection with each other.

Brenda and Shelly appeared and smiled. “We have them all wrapped,” Shelly sighed.

“Well, let’s get them in here. The kids still need to feel like they have hope,” Vivi said.

By the time they were done, the tree they decorated was surrounded by wrapped presents with huge bows. It looked amazing. Vivi smiled, it reminded her of the large family gatherings when her own family would do something similar. They had a lot of extended family, Vivi wondered for a minute if any of them would join them. They were family after all.

Shaking off her thoughts, she smiled and said, “Goodnight ladies, we'll see each other in the morning.”

Her friends hugged one another, and they went to their separate rooms. Vivi smiled when she thought of her daughter's reaction to the main room.