'Twas a Dark and Delicious Christmas

by Stacey Espino

  Santa Claus laughed softly. “At least you don’t have to wear green. We allowed you that concession.”

  “There was no way I was wearing bells on my shoes either.”

  “Back to Ella. She needs help.”

  “Why?” The only help Harry had ever given any woman was through an orgasm. Damn I miss sex.

  “She’s lonely.”

  “So get her a pet for Christmas.”

  Santa shook his head. “It’s not that simple.”

  Harry sighed. “Women never are.” Delicious but not simple.

  “Ella needs a man in her life to make her feel it’s worth living.”

  “Great, I get to deal with a pathetic, whiny woman.” While he loved women regardless of shape or size, Harry knew he didn’t have the patience to deal with someone who whined.

  “She’s not pathetic,” Santa informed him.

  “Why does she need a man, other than for sex?”

  “Ella needs to be loved.”

  Yep, whiner alert. “She’ll get over it.”

  “She’s destined to do great things.”

  Harry arched his eyebrow in interest. “Obviously she’s not going to be an elf then. What does she look like?”

  “That’s not important,” Santa responded with an impatient wave of his hand.

  That was true. Outside appearance never appealed to Harry. It was sexuality and confidence that made his dick jerk with interest. “What do I get out of it?”

  “Another chance at life.”

  Harry stiffened. “As a mortal?” He wanted that more than anything.

  Santa nodded. “Yes.”

  “Why?” Harry knew it couldn’t be that simple.

  “Because some humans who come to us do so to be taught a lesson.”

  “Okay, so this is about righting wrongs.”

  “Harry, you weren’t always good on earth.”

  “No.” That was a fact.

  “You lied, gambled and had multiple lovers,” Santa reminded him, as if Harry needed a recap of his past.

  “But I had fun.” Harry smiled as he remembered his life. “But I wasn’t evil enough for hell. Go figure.”

  “Harry?”

  “Yes, SC?” He looked at the man in red.

  “This is up to you. Go back and redeem yourself or stay here.”

  Harry looked around him. Christmas lights shined, bells twinkled and the voices of happy, industrious elves could be heard in the other room. “What the fuck. I never looked good in green anyway.”

  Chapter Two

  Apartment

  Sixteen, Finch Street, BrisbaneAustralia

  .

  One night before Christmas Eve.

  Ella McLeod was depressed. “So incredibly fucking depressed,” she muttered to herself as she deleted the last lot of saved emails. It was supposed to be a cathartic experience destroying evidence of what she considered her own stupidity, yet it only served to remind her how stupid she had been over David. “You were a big fat dummy.” But she thought she was in love. “Or I didn’t think at all. That was my main problem. Sex had screwed with my mind while David screwed with my body.” More than anything Ella felt dumb. “I hate that.”

  She looked at the folder marked David. “Useless, lying, cheating wanker.” How many times had he told her he loved her? She knew he’d slept with other women, but foolishly Ella thought she could change him into being a faithful lover who was true to her. “I was a complete idiot.” Her finger was poised over the button to erase the last piece of evidence of her own stupidity. “So much for love. And sex? Overrated bullshit.” Ella pressed down on the key. The folder disappeared. “Never again.”

  Ella heard the sound of bells coming from the church across the road. Christmas was big business for them. People prayed first then shopped then prayed again to ensure they could pay for the gifts they had bought.

  “Over commercialized crap.”

  “What is?”

  “Christmas —” Ella whirled around and faced the man who stood in her sitting room. “What the hell?” He was tall, lean and gorgeous with wavy black hair made to have a woman’s fingers run though it. Great, I’m lusting after an intruder.

  “Heaven, actually.”

  “What—where did you come from?” She retreated several paces as she contemplated what possible weapons she had to protect herself. Ella thought her home was secure. Clearly it wasn’t.

  “From heaven.” Mathias pointed one long finger skyward. “My name is Mathias and I’m an angel.”

  “Riiiight.” Ella took another step backwards. While she knew the neighborhood she lived in wasn’t the best, she certainly never expected a crack-head to wander into her home. Be calm and you’ll get out of this alive, Ella girl.

  “I really am an angel sent from heaven, Ella.”

  She jumped at the sound of her name. “You know who I am?”

  “Of course. Heaven knows everything.”

  Heaven? Seriously? “Uh, huh…”

  “I’ve been sent to save you.”

  He certainly looked like the heroic type and other than her initial fright, Ella felt no threat from him. “Save me?”

  “Yes. I’ve been told you need help and Heaven is never wrong.”

  Ella snorted at his words. “Oh, please, look at the state of the world. It’s Christmas and there is no peace on Earth. From what I can see heaven doesn’t do a lot to stop war and disease.”

  “You’re a cynic.” Mathias looked amused.

  “And a burglar’s opinion means what to me?”

  Mathias walked over to her. “I’m not a burglar.”

  Ella had to admit that as burglars went he didn’t fit her perception of one. “Mathias is it?” He nodded. “Okay, do something heaven-like.”

  He laughed. “What did you have in mind?” Mathias stood in front of her now.

  The sudden closeness of his body made her pulse race. Ella felt hot, needy and wet. It was not the reaction she usually got from any man. “I don’t know.” She was surprised how breathless she suddenly was. “Do something that’ll shock and awe me and make me believe.”

  “What about this…” Mathias leaned in and kissed her.

  It was the last thing Ella expected. Though to be honest she wasn’t sure what she expected of the gorgeous man who appeared out of thin air declaring to be an angel. His mouth lifted from hers. “Um…” Before she could speak their lips locked once more and Ella’s arms circled his body as if it was the most natural thing to do. His hot flesh pressed against hers and she gave in to the best kiss of her life. Shock and awe? Oh, yes. All her senses were on fire. Lips, tongues and mingled breaths. It was hot and heavenly. Heavenly? Ella pulled her lips from his. “Wait a second.” Her hands came to rest on his chest. Great pecs. “You can’t take advantage of me like this.” Though, who was actually taking advantage of who was a moot point. She had kissed him back.

  “You kissed me, baby. You enjoyed it.”

  Baby? Ella felt a surge of excitement shoot through her body at the hot, sexy way he said the word.

  “I-I-er, I was confused. Take your hands off my waist.” She needed to think and him holding her wasn’t conducive to that.

  He grinned. “Want them on your ass instead?”

  “Angel’s surely don’t act and talk like this?”

  Mathias’ hands cupped her backside. “I’m not your average angel.”

  Ella felt the steel of his cock as his pelvis jerked against hers. “Oh, God…”

  “Nope. This is all me, baby.”

  In that case, thank God. “I don’t have sex with strangers.” Basically it was because no stranger had ever approached Ella like this before. But the idea of stranger-sex had always appealed to her. So technically, I could have sex with strangers…

  “Maybe you should.”

  Maybe I will. “Let’s just rewind here for a second. You’re here to save me.”

  “Correct.”

  “From what?” Her life was too bori
ng to have anything even remotely dangerous to save her from.

  ”I’m not sure.”

  “But you appear to want to —”

  “Fuck you? Oh, yes.” Mathias seemed definite on that.

  Yay me. I mean…oh crap, what do I mean? Ella’s hormones were doing all the thinking and they weren’t very smart at times. “Um…er —”

  “Shut up and let me save you.” Mathias took his hands from her body.

  “But —”

  He pulled his shirt over his head. “Shut up, Ella.”

  She found that wasn’t hard to do. Her tongue was stuck to the roof of her mouth as she watched Mathias strip. Her eyes locked on his hands as he unbuckled the belt to his jeans. Oh, yes please. Her inner slut was dancing with joy. This was the best Christmas present ever. “So you’re an angel sent to fuck me?” God does move in mysterious ways.

  Mathias chuckled as he kicked off his boots and unzipped his jeans. “I’m not sure if that was Neil’s plan, but—”

  “Neil?” Her eyes were riveted on the denim he was pushing down his lean hips.

  “Second in charge to God.”

  “God exists?” Ella sighed out loud when Mathias’ long, hard dick jumped into view. Oh, yeah. He must exist to create something as beautiful as this.

  “Yes.” Mathias bent down and pulled his feet free from the jeans.

  “Oh, boy…” She was in heat with the need to be filled by cock. Was he an angel? An intruder? Do I care? Ella was a great believer in following her gut feeling and her gut told her to invite hot dick inside her body.

  “You know I haven’t had sex in two years. There is no need for it in heaven.”

  “Oh…” I so want to help you with that.

  “Wanna make an angel happy, baby?” Mathias walked back over to her.

  “I’m not great at sex.” Ella was enthusiastic and ready to learn. Apart from David, her sex life had been pretty dull with random fumblings and little satisfaction.

  Mathias opened up his arms. “I’m here to save you so let’s work on that. Now let’s get you naked.”

  “I don’t do naked well.”

  “Shut up, baby and enjoy the moment,” his voice was soft with teasing.

  Ella was stunned at the gentleness of Mathias’ hands as he peeled away the layers from her body. Some men knew how to undress a woman in such a way that they weren’t even aware they were naked until bare flesh touched their own. “Oh—” The heat from his body made her dizzy. Ella reached out and touched his dick. David had never liked her doing that. In hindsight Ella suspected he was scared of the lack of length. David was stupid. He never understood sex was not about size. Ella licked her lips. There was something she was longing to try and since this man was so willing to save her… “May I-er-um—” How did one say ‘suck your dick’ without sounding dumb or crude? On the few times she had done it she enjoyed it. There was something so primal and satisfying to her about it.

  “Suck me?”

  “Yes.” Her eyes locked on his. The intense desire Ella saw within those depths made her bold.

  “That indeed would be heaven.”

  Any thoughts of the rights or wrongs of the suddenness of the situation were irrelevant to her as Ella dropped to her knees, her hands resting on his thighs as she leaned in and licked the tip of his dick. The bulbous head quivered in response and the man groaned. Perfect. She sucked the head into her mouth, tasting the musky flavor of his cock. Ella lifted one hand and curled it around the shaft, sliding it back and forth in rhythm with the sucking of her mouth.

  “Oh, baby…”

  The choked sound of Mathias’ voice excited her even more. This was what sex was about — giving pleasure to a lover while giving in to your own desires. Ella sucked and fondled never once stopping. She could feel his thigh muscle under her other hand jump. Knowing she drove him mad with need made her suck harder.

  Mathias’ hands pushed at her shoulders until his dick popped from her mouth. “As much as I would love to come in your mouth, I need you to come before I do.”

  With a couple of sudden moves, Ella found herself flat on her back with Mathias’ head between her legs. “Um…”

  A look of understanding crossed his face. “No man’s ever licked your pussy have they?” He shook his head. “Some men are idiots.”

  Thankfully the church bells resounded once more, drowning out the shriek of pleasure that tore from Ella’s lips. The touch of his tongue on her clit was the most truly divine thing Ella had ever experienced. Mathias lapped at her like she was the most delicious dessert. She squirmed and shrieked and held his head to her cunt, delirious with need and crying out loud with joy. When he slipped two fingers inside her and started thrusting, Ella ground her pussy into his face. She wanted everything Mathias could give her. As Christmas miracles went, this beat them all.

  “Mathias?”

  He lifted his head slightly. “Yes, baby?”

  “I need you inside me.”

  “But I want you to come in my mouth.”

  Ella shook with need. “I really need your fat dick inside me now or I will cry.”

  Mathias instantly moved to mount her body. “You say the best things.”

  “Fuck me, Mathias.” Her thighs parted and Ella groaned as the luscious pleasure of hot, surging cock rammed inside her. Her legs lifted and she wrapped them around his waist. “You’re not going anywhere, mister.”

  He chuckled and started to move with her body. “Do you say that to all intruders?”

  “Only angels.”

  One of his hands caressed her face. “You believe me.” He sounded satisfied.

  “Yep, it’s crazy enough to be true.” Any words after that were swallowed up by his mouth on hers as Mathias thrust deep and hard without letting up. It was a revelation to Ella. Any past sexual encounters were over in a couple of minutes. Mathias kept going. Thrusting. Pumping. Hard. Softer. Harder. He was like a man possessed as he played her body with an uncanny knowledge of what would turn her on. Ella cried out. She laughed, moaned, sighed and then laughed again. It was wild, hot and crazy. Sex with Mathias was everything she always knew it should be. But then reality hit her as the edge of an orgasm grabbed her. “We’re not using a condom.”

  Mathias kissed her softly. “I’m an angel. I can’t get you pregnant and I’m immune to all human diseases.” He smiled down at her. “And no, that’s not a come-on line.”

  Ella believed him. The thought of him coming inside her was exciting and raw and she wanted to feel his essence surge up into her. “Fuck me harder cause I’m going to come.” Mathias pulled out and pushed back in, making Ella cry out loud as she came. He kept thrusting until he stiffened suddenly, his lips dropping to Ella’s as he came within her. For the first time in a very long time, Ella was happy. “Oh, but we have to do that again.”

  Chapter Three

  “Interesting,” Ella murmured as she stepped into the shower. Mathias was dead to the world on the floor where they had sex. “Two years without sex must’ve been hard on the poor angel.” She had nudged Mathias to awaken him, the idea of more sex uppermost in her mind. “I am such a slut.” But Mathias had just smiled and kept sleeping. That was okay. Her plans for the angel could wait. Her mind flashed on to David. He had never made her feel this complete and powerful. This stranger, this angel, had given her more than anyone ever had before.

  Mathias was an angel. “Bizarro world, but then who am I to question what life brings us?”

  Hot water sprayed over her body. It felt good. Not as good as firm male skin but close. Ella closed her eyes and sighed. Her hand drifted down to her pussy. It tingled at her touch.

  “Great ass,” announced a decidedly male voice.

  That was not Mathias. Ella whirled around, grabbing at the shower curtain to see the owner of the voice. “What the —”

  “Oh man, I’d love to fuck those breasts.”

  “I—you—um, are you another angel?” She stared wide-eyed through the sheer sho
wer curtain. He was as tall as Mathias but with auburn hair and a lazy, sexy smile that would make a good girl want to do bad, dirty things.

  His eyes dropped to where her hand was on her pussy. “Nothing angelic about me, beautiful. My name is Harry and I’m from the North Pole. Santa Claus sent me to help you.” He started pulling off his clothes. “How can I assist you? What needs do you want filled?”

  Santa Claus? North Pole? Beautiful? Filled? Ella pulled her hand from between her legs and tried to gather her scattered wits. After what she’d just experienced with Mathias, the angel, it wasn’t far-fetched to believe this man really was from the North Pole.

  “You have to leave now.” Hmmm…why does everyone think I need help?

  “Why?” His clothes dropped in a heap on the floor.

  Ella choked when she saw his dick. Lovely. Perfect. Mine. “Um—”

  “Like it?”

  “Oh, yes, but —”Ella lost track of what she wanted to say. Hot, ready cock was mesmerizing.

  “What?” Harry stepped into the shower.

  “You’re an intruder.” And this is the second time today I have said this. Am I lucky? Dreaming?

  “Do I look like a prowler?”

  “No.” Though if she had to be honest her eyes were riveted on his dick and the possibilities of what she could do with it. “Do you know an angel called Mathias?”

  “Nope.” His body was barely an inch from hers. “I haven’t fucked a woman in six months.”

  This is so my lucky day. “Really?” Her cunt dripped wet with the thought of more incoming cock.

  “Yep. There’s no sex in Santa’s workshop.”

  “Santa clause doesn’t exist.” Once more Ella was breathless with need.

  Harry’s body touched hers, his hands encircling her waist. “Oh yeah, he does. Santa’s just like his marketing team describes. Big, jolly and dressed in red. I’m an elf.”

  Hot dick rested against her stomach. Ella clutched at Harry to stop herself from falling. Her knees were weak at the thought of what he could do to her—if she allowed it. “You don’t look like an elf.” Oh, I’d allow it. Christmas is a time of signs and miracles after all.