Christmas with My Enemy (Feuding Hearts Christmas)

Chapter 9

nine

TATI

"Come on" Beast takes my hand, helping me get into the boat.

"Thanks. While you were away, your nephew brought us more clothes," I say, walking behind him, gazing into the turquoise blue water. Beast looks dashing in the black sweatshirt and blue denim he has on. Even though he doesn't fuss over his looks, he appears charming with little effort, which is another reason I admire him. He takes my hand, and we stroll to the bow of the cruise yacht.

"I'll check them out when we get back to the cabin."

I nod. "Okay."

He smiles. "Today, we're going on a boat tour. Hope you've got no phobia for water?"

"No! Getting locked-up is the phobia I've developed over time."

"Well, this another way to spice up your day."

"Thank you. Since I got to your house, you've been so kind to me. Would you have done that to any other woman?"

A frown crosses his face, making the horizontal lines obvious. "No, I wouldn't. I've known you for some months, at least. And from what you told me back then about your dad's strictness, I've got some trust for you."

"Do you like Christmas?" I lean on the railings, watching him fill a glass of wine.

"Yes, it's a lovely season. A time to reflect and make some good decisions in case you're the type that make terrible ones." He passes a glass to me, and I let out an appreciative nod.

He stands near me, setting the wine glass to his lips.

I take a sip, then face the sea. A coral peach color spreads across the sky, creating a gorgeous blend with the cloud. And from my perspective, it appears the colorful skyline kisses the end of the water.

"Maybe absconding is the only good decision I've made for myself. Since my brother, Nate, died all the softness my dad has disappeared. "

"Was it an accident?" Beast stares at me.

I shake my head. "Nah, someone shot him."

"Fuck! We could've done such a horrible thing?"

"My dad did all he could, but the killer was never found. That's why I was caged all my life. At times, I wished I were dead too, you know."

"I get you, it's difficult not to feel that way. But you have to remain strong. Life is beautiful. There’s something for everyone to enjoy, as long as you open your heart to is beauty.”

“You’re right.”

“I’m angry that the killer is still out there."

I raise my shoulders in doubt. "Yeah. It breaks my heart.”

After a moment of silence, I ask him. "So what good decision are you making this Christmas?"

The boat takes off at an average pace, and jets of water draw a straight white line on the water's surface.

Beast closes the gap between us and leans his elbow on the railings, spinning the liquid in his glass.

"It's not like I've been making bad decisions all year. But if I'm going to make a decision, I'll be doing that because it's the end of the year, and I'd have added another age by next year. Getting to that stage of my life when I need someone sincere." He moistens his lips and tilts his head to look at me. Those piercing brown eyes are like feathers, tickling my heart. Now, I'm shivering, and I can't tell if it's the effect of his eyes on me or the biting cold.

"You're cold." He throws a jacket over my turtleneck top.

"Thank you." I veil my nervousness with the glass, sipping the drink. Fuck! The glass's empty, and now he will notice my nervousness. He takes the cup off my hand and sets it in the ice plastic. His hands are wrapped around my waist, and I can't escape his insistence stare. Even though he fucked me all night, I still feel uneasy in his arms. He trails a finger on my lips and nibbles my lower lip while holding my chin. "Will you be mine?"

I look away. "It's complicated. We’ll be better off as friends.”

"No, I don’t want to be your friend…What’s complicated about us being together?" He speaks with determination, and I like that he knows what he wants.

"You're my father's archenemy, I'm on the run, there's a fiancé waiting to marry me on Christmas day. Can you see why it's complex?"

"You're safe with, baby. I'll protect you with every fiber of my being. I swear, he'll never have you." He mentions the word "baby" passionately, and I wish he'd continue to say it. But this wall between us seems insurmountable.

I gaze at the water and notice we're far away from the seashore.

He turns my face to himself.

"What? You don't like me?"

I stare into those worried eyes, wishing we met on good ground.

"I do." My voice comes off as a whisper.

"That’s what I want to hear. Leave every other problem to me, okay? I've got this, trust me."

Beast looks like someone I can trust, so I incline my head. "Okay."

"Is that a yes?"

I nod. "Yes."

He tightens his hold on me and takes my lips like his life depends on it. In response, I curl my hands around him, engulfing his lips with delight.

"Wanna see the cabin?" He sounds hoarse as he speaks.

"Sure." He grabs my hand, and we make some rapid strides along the salon to the cabin, a neat, bright room with a medium size bed. He wraps his hands around me and takes my lips into his. Our tongues roll together, and I can taste the grape flavor of the wine in his mouth.

"Now that you're mine, I want to eat you out until you come all over me. I’ll make you scream my name." His eyes darken with arousal, and those words stimulate me even before his fingers crawl beneath my thighs.

"Do it."

He kisses my neck while peeling off my pants’ buttons. I jump out of it and fling my top in the air. He does the same, and soon we're both half naked. He kisses my shoulder with those confident lips while unstrapping my bra. I can’t wait to have those lips on my breasts, so I throw my arms up. When my nipples rub his tense chest, I feel my clit swelling beneath my thighs. A loud moan escapes my mouth when he cups my breasts in his hands, directing each of them to his mouth. I throw my head back, relishing the feel of his warm tongue on my nipples. My moan grows into a whimper when he slides his middle finger into my wet vagina. He's stroking my wet pussy now while making a circular motion on my nipples. He draws back and scoops me in his firm arms.

Fuck!

A large paw covers the skin above his heart. Beast leans my back on the bed and takes a step back. He takes out his boxers shorts, and I bite my lower lips when I see his long dark cock pointing at me.

"Come close." I stand on my knees, crawling near him. Even though I'm fucking horny, I still want to torment him. While I kiss his sculpted body and the claw tattoo, my finger trails beneath his thighs, stroking his balls. In a flash, I wrap my hand around his hard cock.

"Oh, fuck!" He groans as I massage it with both hands and tease his cap with the tip of my tongue.

"I love your cock." I see fire in his eyes when he looks at me.

The veins on his arms spiral out, and he grabs my head. Without delay, I thrust his length inside my mouth.

"Shit!"

His cock expands as he thrusts in and out of my mouth. Beast's eyes are dim with arousal as I shove his entire length deep down my throat.

"Damn, you setting me on fire." I draw back and lean on the bed with my thighs wide apart.

He let out a wicked smile before going on his knees. At a slow pace, he further parts my thighs before engulfing the corners of my thighs. Fuck, my clit hardens as I picture what he's about to do. He kisses the lips of my pussy tenderly, not minding the sliminess. His tongue is soft against my clit, driving me crazy. My toes curl and uncurl as he draws a circular motion on the sensitive part of my clit.

"Don't stop it!" I whine as I thrust my hips in the direction of his tongue. The pleasure is unbearable, and I want to scream, but instead, I grab the bed cover. He pushes the tip of his tongue inside my hole, tormenting me. Light sparks in my eyes, and I see a rainbow around the Incandescent light. He pins my clit between his upper lip and tongue, soothing it. I'm shivering because he's brushing every part of my pussy with his tongue, causing my wetness to stream out.

“Faster.”

His tempo is fast, and I can feel my orgasm inching close. In a frenzy of emotion, I thrust my hips forward, desperate to have more of his tongue. My orgasm flies out, bathing him. He climbs on my chest, engulfing my lips with passion. Jeez! I can taste myself in his mouth, making me yearn for his erect penis.

"Now, give me your ass." He speaks with a husky tone. I get up on my knees and arch, showing him all of me. He rubs my wet pussy with two fingers, and desperation makes me gaze back. He strokes his already hard cock, bringing it close to my pussy. My chest heaves, and my clit hardens. I arch my back and widen my thighs to prepare for his entrance.

He parts the lips of my pussy with his penis head, thrusting only his cap inside. "Fuck my pussy!"

That singular act spreads fierce longings all over my body.

He's teasing my clit with his cock; all I can do is beg for his penetration. "Please, fuck me."

He thrusts his penis inside my hole, and a loud moan escapes my mouth. He's so huge, and I can feel him expanding inside me. My vagina lips embrace his cock, opening and closing like a lotus flower as he slides in and out. And as he thrusts out, my wetness coats his cock, making it shiny black.

He kneads the cheek of my butts, thrusting at a leisurely pace. And his gentle thrusts transmit euphoric pleasure all over my body, making me shudder.

He grabs my hips with both hands, pulling my pussy closer to his cock. "I love it inside you, baby." He says while digging my hole, and in response, I shoot my ass out, meeting his thrusts.

"Your cock's setting me on fire, but don't stop," I say but can't hear my voice because of the queefy sound that comes with his deep thrust. I grab the bedclothes, whining without control.

With his hands steadied on my hips, he slaps his groins against my vulva. But in the spur of the moment, he draws back and makes me lie down on my side with my leg hanging on his shoulder. He guides his erect cock inside my hole, fucking me from that angle. My heart is beating fast.

"Deeper!" I whimper.

With every rapid thrust, I feel my orgasm build. Mad ecstasy saturates my body, spreading a tingling sensation to my brain. My orgasm gushes out, wetting his cock.

"Give me more." He speaks with clenched teeth, thrusting and molding my breasts. He let go of my legs and leaned on my chest, arms wrapped around me. He presses my butts to his cock, and his fluids gush into me. Even though he just came, he's still slapping against my vagina area like he wants more. Damn, I love the movement of his cock in my pussy and wish we could replay every damn act.

I fucking love Christmas!