Nativity: Festive Novella (Heart of Stone #11)

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help but wrap my fingers
around my erection. The pressure was becoming unbearable, the strength of my
hard on painful.
    “Stand up,” Kade whispered in my ear.
“Let me ease that a bit for you.”
    He lowered himself to his knees when I
stood, his hand reaching in and cupping my balls, his other hand stroking a
finger along the tight skin underneath, making his way to the area he liked to
play with.
    I watched him, my breath stilling when
he opened his mouth and slid his lips over my dick, taking me all the way to
the back of his throat on his first descent.
    “Shit!” I hissed when he slid his little
finger in my arse and sucked hard on the head of my cock. His eyes were on me
and mine on him, the intense heat in both our gazes driving our mutual need
higher and higher.
    He sucked harder and harder, his tongue curling harshly
around my shaft and his finger fucking me, his greed pulling the cum from my
balls too quickly. “Give it me,” he growled, knowing I was
holding it back. “I wanna taste you, Mason, give me every fucking drop.”
    My jaw dropped as the tightening soared
up my spine and bliss contracted every single muscle in my body when Grace
cried out her own orgasm, the erotic sound and Kade’s demand pushing me over
the ledge.
    Kade grinned up at me, swiping the
runaway trail of cum that was seeping down his chin with his thumb. “I told
you, I’m always in charge Mason.” He winked at me then pushed himself off the
floor and turned to look at Grace. “You all done, sweetheart? We’re gonna miss
our flight.”
    Ava’s bottom lip stuck out as she
sulked. “I’m gonna miss you.”
    “I remember you once chastising me for
not visiting my relatives over Christmas,” he scolded her. “We’ll be at the
cottage for New Year.” Taking her hand in his, he leaned forward and kissed her
forehead. “Besides, I’m sure Courtney and Greg will want a piece of you both.”
    His words brought on a smile and she
nodded. “I can’t wait to see them all, it’s been too long.”
    Grace sighed and nodded as she reached
up on her toes to kiss my cheek. “Well don’t drink all the alcohol before we
get there. And don’t forget,” she winked at Ava.
    I narrowed my eyes on them both, Kade
doing the same. “Forget what?”
    They both shook their heads, “Nothing.”
It was said in unison and I smirked.
    “Do you two do everything together?”
    “It’s more fun that way, baby,” Ava
beamed as she dragged her suitcase along the floor and thrust it in my hands.
It dropped back to the floor as the weight pulled it from my fingers.
    “Jesus Bloody Christ!” I stared at the
case then her. “What the hell are you taking?”
    She shifted uncomfortably but
straightened her shoulders. “It’s got all the Christmas gifts in.”
    I scoffed and shook my head. “What the
bloody hell have you bought them? Canada?”
    She narrowed her eyes on me, her usual
puffy lips thinning. “Just cos’ you’re bloody Scrooge doesn’t mean I shouldn’t
buy gifts!”
    “Gifts, Ava? And where did you buy the
gifts from? The local lumber yard.”
    Her eyes widened, giving me cause for
concern as I peered back down at the case. She smacked my hands away when I
attempted to open it, hoping to verify that it wasn’t actually full of lumps of
wood.
    “Leave it! We’re gonna be late for our
own flight.”
    Quirking an eyebrow at her, she gulped.
“Ava, its Nate’s plane. It’s not going anywhere without us.”
    She shrugged and completely ignored me,
generating a small growl. I hated it when she brushed me off. A small smile
played my lips. I’d make sure she didn’t do it again. But for the moment that
would have to wait.
    We had a plane to catch, family to see
and lots of partying to be done.

Chapter Two
Snow Angel’s
     

Ava
     
    I reached down to Courtney taking the
fairy from her hands and everyone counted down. At zero I popped the tip of the
tree up her ass and saluted her; she was so tough, year after year she

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