Total pages in book: 12
Estimated words: 11248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 56(@200wpm)___ 45(@250wpm)___ 37(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 56(@200wpm)___ 45(@250wpm)___ 37(@300wpm)
I don’t need to ask Lucas how he was able to get all that information. He held the wife spellbound, using his vampire powers to force her to say or do anything he asked.
“And the eyewitness?”
“A waiter taking a smoke break right before the time of the murder says he saw a homeless woman hobbling down the alley with a cane. He asked if she was okay and when she turned she had horns.”
“So we have a homeless-looking demon who steals intestines and replaces them with rocks. I swear it—oh my fucking fuck. Krampus.”
“Krampus?” Lucas echoes in question.
“Maybe. The whole eating intestines thing doesn’t match.”
“The intestines weren’t eaten,” Lucas tells me. “They were in a pile on the ground.”
“The demon didn’t remove them to eat?” I slowly shake my head. “Was anything missing? Heart? Liver?”
“Liver was accounted for, but I didn’t get a chance to look into the chest cavity.” He puts his hands on my shoulders again. He’s still cold and will remain that way until we get in the car and crank the heat. “Let’s go home. I’ll go to the police station tomorrow and will get the report so we’ll know exactly what happened.” He runs his hands down my arms and takes me by the waist, looking at me like I’m the only thing in the world that matters.
“Can we stay until Kristy locks up? She wants to go to the Covenstead tonight.”
“Of course.”
“There’s great debate over if this is actually a Christmas movie or not.” I rest my head on Lucas’s chest, getting comfortable. We’re in bed with a fire going in the large fireplace, warming the room and filling the dark with a soft golden glow.
“If it takes place at Christmas, then I’d say it’s a Christmas movie.” Lucas wraps his arms around me right as Die Hard starts to play. “And I can already tell you this will be my favorite Christmas movie.”
Laughing, I tip my head up so I can kiss him. “I love you,” I say sleepily. When they say the first trimester sucks the energy right from you, they weren’t kidding.
“I love you, too, Callie.” Lucas tightens his hold on me and flips us over, moving between my legs. “I know you have this image in your head that Christmas needs to be perfect with decorations and festivities, but this…this is already perfect. I have you. What more could I want?” He rests a hand over my lower abdomen. Now that I’m laying down, the tiny baby bump is gone.
Blinking back tears, I put a hand over Lucas’s. He kisses me once more and flips us over so I’m on top of him, feeling his cock start to harden beneath me. I pitch forward, crushing my breasts against his firm chest and kiss him. Desire rushes through me and I rock back, rubbing myself against him.
I take Lucas’s hands and raise them above his head, using magic to pin them against the headboard. I’ll never be able to physically overpower my vampire husband, and the fact that I can use magic to restrain him like this is a huge turn-on for Lucas.
He pushes against my telekinetic hold, fangs coming down. I sit back, slowly grinding against him as I take off my pajama shirt. It falls to the floor next to the bed and I sweep my hands over my breasts, watching the lust build in Lucas’s eyes. Dropping down, I trail kisses down Lucas’s chest, stopping when I get to the waistband of the grey sweatpants he’s wearing because he knows I love them.
The tip of his large cock is sticking out, and I slowly inch his pants down, flicking my eyes up at him. My tongue circles the tip of his cock and then I take him all the way in my mouth, sucking as I pump my hand up and down in rhythm with my bobbing head. Lucas lets out a guttural growl and breaks free of my magical hold. One of his hands goes to my head, taking a tangle of my hair. He grips hard and then pulls me off of him, moving with vampire speed so he can flip me over and pull my pajama pants off.
Kneeling on the floor, he grabs my thighs and pulls me to the edge of the bed. The heat from the fireplace keeps me warm, and Lucas dives between my legs, getting right to work and not teasing me like usual. I’ll admit I can be a bit of a selfish lover, and I’m even more so now thanks to the raging hormones.
I need to come now.
My breath hitches in my chest as Lucas’s tongue swirls around my entrance before flicking it against my clit. Then he turns his head, fangs lightly scraping over my tender flesh. I buck my hips, wanting to feel the shock of pain as he bites me. Feeding and sex go hand-in-hand for vampires, and Lucas has always exhibited impressive self-control. He’s careful not to take too much blood now that I’m pregnant, and I didn’t think I’d find myself missing it.