Declan

“Fuck, baby, that’s it. Fuck my cock until it’s buried deep.” Her sticky sweetness coated my tongue, her beautiful tits bouncing as she fucked me on the living room floor, work clothes spread around us while she rode me, beautifully naked.

We were both gonna be late for work, but hell if I could bring myself to care. She’d been complaining about being sore all weekend, and all I could do was lick her to another orgasm, coat my beard in her thick juices, and make her come again and again.

“Christ, can’t wait to move you in to my place. Have you every morning and every night.”

“Move me?” she breathed, still fucking me, but this time, her eyes were square on mine.

“Got a place up in the mountains. I want you there with me. I want what’s mine under one roof.”

She frowned then, her pussy tightening around my dick before her nails dug into my chest.

“You’re such a fucking Neanderthal.” She sucked in a breath, pushing herself off me and leaving my dick hard and wondering what the fuck just happened. “I have to get to work.”

Cold shoulder.

Ouch.

“Wait, what the fuck is wrong with wanting what’s mine in my bed every night?” I stood, cock leaking and begging to be cozy and warm in her body. She pulled her scrub pants up her legs then shrugged the top over her shoulders.

I narrowed my eyes when she swiped her purse, gave Twinkles a soft pat, and then headed for the door.

“Wait a fucking minute. Talk to me.”

She shuddered her eyes closed, sucking in a deep breath before opening the door. “Take your time. Don’t forget to lock the door on the way out. I’ll call you when I get off work.”

I followed Aurora onto the front step, my balled-up shirt covering my junk as I stood on her front porch in twenty-degree temperatures.

“I just need a minute, okay?” She pecked me on the cheek, forcing a smile. A smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

Fuck, I had no idea what I’d done. After the weekend we’d just spent together, totally raw and unfiltered, I thought nothing was off-limits. And now this was the thing that sent her over the edge? Talking about moving her in to my place?

Well, what kind of man would I be if I didn't want her in my place? I’d emptied my fucking seed into her, done my damn well best to breed that sweet cunt and make her mine for life, and now she was walking away?

“Aurora—”

“I’ll call you later, Dec, I promise.”

Fuck, I knew I’d told her that nickname, but for some reason, I hated it coming out of her mouth. It was only reserved for the guys. I wanted to be Declan with her. Good enough to keep her.

My heart crashed in my chest as I watched her pull out of the driveway and head the few blocks to the hospital.

I bit my teeth down on my lip, backing back into her house, stumbling over Twinkles as I went. The cat growled long and slow, looking up at me with accusing eyes.

“Not sure how I fucked that one up.” I bent to give the cat a scratch on its head. She meowed and swiped at my hand. “You too, now? What is it with chicks?”

I spun around, pulling my boxers and jeans up my thighs before pausing to look at the Christmas tree we’d decorated together Saturday morning. The remaining box of Christmas decorations sat on the floor, waiting to be hung.

Suddenly, a light bulb went off when I realized maybe it wasn’t me she didn't want to live with. Maybe it was this house. Maybe it meant something special, and my girl was fiercely independent. Fuck, I didn’t even care where we lived. I just thought my space was bigger, and hell, I’d built it with my own hands. It’d pain me to sell it, but I’d get a pretty penny for it, and then I could build her whatever she wanted.

Aurora was in control here, always had been. I just needed her to see that.

Swiping the first string of lights I saw, I grabbed the hammer and a few nails, shoving them deep into my pocket and heading out into the cold wind.

I’d decorate the fuck out of this place, surprise her when she came home, tell her I was sorry for fucking up, and we could live wherever she wanted to live.

I couldn't wrap my brain around the possibility that she didn’t want to live with me at all. I wasn’t prepared to deal with that scenario yet, and I was pretty fucking sure I never would be. Spending a day without Aurora wasn’t an option anymore.

She’d just have to get used to my ass.

*

I pulled into the ER parking lot later that night, ready to pick my girl up from her shift. I had a surprise.

Her mouth popped open in a perfect little O the second she saw me walk through the sliding glass doors. Christ, I wanted nothing more than to fill it up with my leaking dick, but that would have to wait till later.

“Callaghan.” She shook her head, fighting the smile turning her lips.

“Declan to you, baby.” I scooped her up into my arms and planted a wet kiss on her mouth. I hoped every asshole doctor in this place saw who she belonged to.

“What are you doing here?”

“Thought I’d pick my girl up after a long day. Don’t want you driving home in the snowstorm.”

“Sweet.” She crawled down out of my arms, closing her laptop. “I can drive. It’s no big deal.”

“It’s a big deal to me.” I locked her hand in mine, walking out the front doors I’d just walked in, this time, with the woman of my dreams with me. “I’ll have one of the guys drive your car home tomorrow.”

“You really don’t have to—”

“What did I tell you about worrying about what I have to do? I want to take care of my girl. Period.”

She narrowed her eyes as we walked across the parking lot, wind whipping her ponytail as I lifted her up into my truck. I cranked the heat, aiming it at her to warm the sting the cold wind left on her cheeks.

“Did you go to work today?” She cocked her head to the side, noticing for the first time I was in a good pair of jeans and clean shirt.

“Nah, been busy. Plus, I didn’t figure you’d like me smelling like sawdust all the time.”

“Mmm.” She slid closer on the bench seat. “I love the smell of you and sawdust, actually. Something about all that man-work turns me on.”

I couldn't help the laugh that filled the cab at her statement. “Well, gotta feeling you’re gonna like this, then.”

“Oh?” She slipped her hand down my thigh just as we pulled into the driveway of her house. “Declan!” She covered her mouth with her hand.

I winked, turning off the truck and clasping her hand in mine. Pulling her out of the cab, I walked her up the steps, stopping for a minute to admire my handiwork.

“It looks like Christmas threw up all over my house.”

I laughed, taking her under my arm as her eyes wandered across the hundreds of tiny lightbulbs that wrapped around her house.

“It’s beautiful.”

“That’s not all.” I smirked, pulling her into my arms and carrying her up the steps. I brought her over the threshold then set her down in the kitchen. A three-course meal was waiting for her, spread out with fine silverware and candles I’d pulled from my house. She didn’t have much here for entertaining, so I’d had to make do, but after a quick stop at the market, I’d done pretty well.

“It smells amazing.”

“Tastes amazing too. Got my recipe from my mom. Never made it before in my life, but she walked me through it step-by-step over the phone, so I’m hoping…” I caught a glimpse of tears welling in Aurora’s eyes.

“No one’s ever done this for me before.”

“Are you kidding?” I tugged her against me, spinning her to face the living room so she could see what else I’d been up to.

“Holy shit.”

“Thought you’d like it.” I’d emptied the box of decorations she’d left in the living room, then picked up more stuff from the store. I wanted this to be the most festive house on the block, because that’s what she'd given me. Holiday fucking cheer. I didn’t even like to admit it to myself, it was so damn sappy, but here I was, looking forward to the holiday with my girl.

“You didn’t—”

“Shut up, would you?” I covered her mouth in a kiss, probing with my tongue, tasting all she had to give. “Wanted to show you just how much I love you, just how much you’ve changed my outlook. My life.”

Her eyes swam with unshed tears.

“I’ll live wherever you are, Aurora. We can stay right here, and I’ll sell my place up on the mountain. It’s closer to work anyway, makes more sense. I always pictured a family in that place, kids running up and down the stairs, playing in the backyard, but wherever you are is my home. You're the only thing that matters now.”

“Declan…God.” Tears finally trailed down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry I flipped out this morning. It’s just all happening so fast, and you should know… I had a kinda fucked-up childhood. My mom just hopped from one guy to the next. I think she liked falling in love more than being in love. So when you said it last night, and then again this morning, telling me we were going to move… God, it’s not even like I care about moving—this place is falling apart, but it was my first house, and I hate change. I hate it. You scare me, Declan. Everything about how amazing this is scares me. But I was talking to a girlfriend at work today—”

“You were talking about me?” I grinned like a little kid. Hell, I liked being on her mind.

“And she said I was being ridiculous.”

“Ah.” I pulled her closer, planting a kiss on her forehead. “Sounds like she and I would get along.”

Aurora swatted me on the shoulder. “I love you, Callaghan. You drive me fucking nuts most of the time, but I think I love that too.”

“That’s my girl.” I hoisted her in my arms, attaching our lips and planting her ass on the counter. I pulled the pants off her legs, tearing the little Santa Claus panties from her ass, then tore my zipper down and sank balls deep into my girl.

I slammed into her, thrusting so deep my eyes rolled back in my head. Her eyes were riveted, watching us where we connected, my thick cock fucking in and out of her tight channel. Her cunt gripped on to my dick like she never wanted to let me go, every stroke leaving a thick coating of juice, her pussy dripping to the root of my cock and driving my need for her forward.

Her arousal puddled on the kitchen island as the smacking of flesh against flesh echoed around the room.

The damn cat meowed, and neither one of us even cared.

I was here to stay; Twinkles would have to get used to it.

I pulled Aurora’s top over her head, desperate to feast on her pretty tits. As I pulled down the straps of her bra, her tits fell out of the cups and bounced, heavy and full with every thrust.

My mouth watered, and I sucked a nipple into my mouth, kneading at the other one and taking my time, stroking every last nerve she had. I wanted her lit up like that fucking Christmas tree, singing like an angel and begging for more.

“Rub that gorgeous pussy, Snow. I’m so close, and I want you with me.”

She obeyed, fingers rubbing through the slick juices of her cunt. Her hand worked against my shaft, sliding and slipping as she rubbed herself and me where we connected. I scooped up some of her cream with my thumb, pushing it into her mouth and watching riveted as she sucked and licked obediently.

Sliding in and out, seeing my dick disappear and reappear as I fucked her had me nearly going cross-eyed.

“Declan…” she moaned, pussy clenching before an orgasm crashed through her. That gorgeous little cunt began a slow press on my cock, the walls vibrating around me and sending me into another orbit. She squeezed the come right out of me, a hot jet of semen coating her pussy. And every time her body contracted, another sweet squirt emptied into her.

Sucking in sharp breaths, I did my best to come back to earth. Wrapping my arms around her body, I picked her up off the counter, cock still nestled deep, and carried her back to the bedroom.

The past few days with Aurora Snow had been heaven. I had no idea love could feel this real, and every day, she made me happier and happier. It may have only been a few days, but with her, I already felt like I was home.

I wanted this woman in my bed forever, and whatever it would take to do that, that’s what I would do.

I might have made her a fancy-ass dinner that was turning cold in the other room, but hell if that couldn’t wait.

I had my own feast to devour tonight.