Frozen Valentine

know why you want to think something so fucked up, but I’ll tell you now. When I want something, I go for it. Never in my life have I wanted something so much I’d be a gentleman about it. Didn’t think I’d want it until this morning when I woke to you laying on top of me. Felt fuckin’ great,” Theo mutters and lifts a hand to grasp my chin and guides my face for me to meet his gaze.
My eyes widen at his admission and my breathing becomes harder.
What does he mean by he didn’t think he’d want it until this morning?
I’m nothing special. If I were, I wouldn’t feel like I were nothing but a pawn.
Theo leans forward, his lips brush against mine, and I gasp at the softness of his lips.
I close my eyes, allowing myself to feel this moment. I’m sure this is just a fluke. But right now, I don’t care. This man, who I find to be the sexiest guy I’ve ever seen, is kissing me.
Theo flicks his tongue out to trail along the seam of my mouth and I open for him without hesitation. He slips in between my lips and deepens the kiss with a groan of approval. One of his hands slide up under my nightie and pulls it up. Theo breaks the kiss long enough for him to remove the silk material from my body, then his lips come crashing back down on mine.
Oh my.
So this might not be my first kiss but damnit if it doesn’t feel that way. I want to feel more of him. I need to feel more of him.
I tentatively reach up and wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer to me. He moves in as my body wants and in the process, he somehow maneuvers his cock to position at my entrance.
Ready to slide in.
Yes. Please do it.
I move in a way to urge him to slide forward and when he does, it’s a good thing he’s kissing me, or the moans his mouth are absorbing would be me screaming due to the pleasure and pain shooting through my body. Theo pauses and rips his mouth from mine.
“Fuck, bella. You should have stopped me,” he rasps.
“Why? Then you would have stopped, and I want this,” I pant, meeting his gaze to find his staring at me in wonder.
I’m not sure what to think of the surprise but I’m going with it.
“Please don’t stop,” I say pleadingly.
I don’t want him to stop.
“Not gonna stop, Snowflake. But knowing this is your first time. Knowing I’m the first to take you. To claim your body means, you’re mine, baby, and I’m not giving you up. I don’t give a fuck what anyone says, you’re mine.”
Theo shifts somewhat and slowly begins to rotate his hips and sinks the rest of the way in my depth. When he’s seated all the way into my sheath, he stops again.
“You good, Snowflake?” he asks.
I nod and meet his gaze. “Yes. It feels great.”
I rotate my hips and Theo takes that as the go sign. Pulling back, he shoves forward with shorter thrusts as he groans.
“Fuckin’ tight, baby. I don’t know how long I’m gonna last with you squeezing my cock,” he growls and picks up momentum.
Theo reaches between us and teases my little nub which sends me skyrocketing into an orgasm unlike anything I’ve ever given myself.
“Theo,” I cry out and rake my fingers across his shoulders.
“Fuck yea, Blake, scream for me,” he demands as he picks up speed even more and groans. Theo pulls out and wraps a palm around his cock and pumps his cum all over my stomach. As he does this, I watch him in fascination.
I lift my gaze from his cock when the last of his cum lands on my stomach, coating me in his seed. I meet his gaze and immediately forget how to breathe.
“Mine, Snowflake. I’ve marked you now. No one else can have you. I won’t let them,” he snarls and lowers his mouth taking me in a blistering kiss.

Chapter Seven


Theo
I fucked up and I don’t regret it for one minute.
I should have gotten out of the bed when she spewed that shit about me dipping my cock into strange pussy while having a woman.
Fuck that shit.
I don’t know where she gets this sort of idea but fuck if I could keep myself from taking Blake. I shouldn’t have but I did and now she’s mine.
All fuckin’ mine.
Blake being a virgin meant no one ever touched her in the one place that now belongs solely to me. I’ll make sure she understands this. But first, I need to take care of her. I bet she’s probably hurting or sore at the least from me taking her. If I’d known she’d been a virgin, I could have gone easier on her.
What am I saying? If I’d known she’d been a virgin, I’d have gotten out of the bed and run most likely. But something in me when I popped through her hymen, did something to me. I can’t describe it any other way than it being like a lightning bolt to the chest, jumpstarting a part of me I thought I didn’t have.
My heart.
I feel like a pussy for thinking it but it’s the truth.
Liftin off Blake, I walk over to the en suite bathroom and turn the bath on. I add some bath salt to the water and go back into the room. I step straight up to the bed and grab the small woman who is now mine and lift her into my arms.
“What are you doing?” she asks, surprised by my movement.
“I’m taking care of you,” I state what I would see as the obvious.
“You don’t need to do that. I can clean myself up,” she protests.
“I know you can, Snowflake, but that doesn’t mean I’m not gonna do it for you,” I declare and step into the bathroom and then straight into the