Holiday Second Chance Romance (Clarice and Trevor) novel Chapter 55

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Clarice POV

As soon as we reach the apartment, Nick leads me inside. My mind is still reeling after everything that Anya told me. I don’t think I even absorbed half of it. “You’re very quiet. Are you alright,” Nick asks. I turn to face him and see the concern in his eyes. I step forward and wrap my arms around his middle. “I am. It was just a lot to take in. I’ve gone from thinking that everyone I’ve ever met is a human, and now I’m wondering if that’s really true. How many were wolves, witches, or vampires?”

He chuckles and holds me tighter. “How are you feeling about Trevor having a destined?” I pull back and stare into his eyes. “It actually makes me feel a little better about what happened. I know it sounds crazy, but maybe that’s why it was so easy for him to cheat. I wasn’t the one he was supposed to be with, so he didn’t love me as much as I loved him. Hell, maybe that’s why it was so easy for me to leave without looking back.”

“Hey, don’t do that,” he says, reaching up and wiping away tears I didn’t even know were running down my cheeks. “I believe you shared love with Trevor. I don’t know how deep or lasting, but he made choices that changed that love. You still care for him, Clarice. If you didn’t, then when my father called, you would have let the ambulance handle everything. You would have called his mom and washed your hands of the situation, but you didn’t,” he says.

“The love is different now, but you still love him. Our daughter was made in love, and she will be raised surrounded by it. The moon goddess loves to play matchmaker with her children. The bond may draw them together, but that doesn’t change that wolves, vampires, witches, and other supernaturals can go against the forged bond. Some even cheat because they still have free will. Don’t ever doubt the love you shared. I told you before you are not the kind of woman that would have stayed if you didn’t feel loved,” he says.

“How did I get so lucky to find you?” “I’d like to think we were destined to find each other. We may not share the magical bond, but I know without a shadow of a doubt you are meant to be mine and that is more powerful than any magic,” he says. He lowers his head and presses his lips against mine. All thoughts of Trevor and the past fall away and the only person that matters is the one kissing me.

He lifts me, and instinctively I wrap my legs around his waist. He grips my a** as he makes his way to our room. The minute he steps inside, he presses my back against the door. I can feel his hardening c**k against the seam of my jeans. I can’t get close enough, and he chuckles as he presses harder against me. I moan as he continues to kiss me breathless.

A few seconds later, he is setting me on my feet and backing me toward the bed. Before he can lay me down, I reach for the hem of his shirt. He helps me pull it off and tosses it to the

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floor. I press a kiss to his chest as I reach for the button of his jeans. He moans when I circle my tongue around one n**ple and then the other. I drop to my knees and look up into his lust–filled eyes as I grab the waist band of his jeans.

I pull them down his legs, taking his boxer briefs with them. His c**k springs free and my mouth waters. “You look so beautiful on your knees in front of me, my sweet Clarice. Are you going to suck my c**k like a good girl,” he asks. His dirty words make my cl*t ache even more. I lick a bead of pre–c*m from the tip and moan at the taste. Without a second of hesitation, I take him to the back of my throat until I gag.

I force myself to swallow, taking him further. He moans and threads his fingers in my hair. “You are amazing, taking my c**k all the way down that s*xy throat,” he says as he starts to f**k my face. I never thought I would like this feeling of being used by him, but I do. Knowing how much he is enjoying my mouth makes me feel powerful. I push thoughts of my past experiences out of my mind and focus on the man that is acting like I’m a porn star with the sounds coming out of his mouth.

If my mouth wasn’t full I would probably giggle at that thought. I reach my hand up and start to massage his b*lls. He immediately pulls me off his c**k. I’m just about to protest when he lifts me under my arms and slams his mouth down on mine. He’s all hands ripping at my clothes but never breaking the kiss. Before I realize what’s happening, I’m being lifted again. and this time when he presses me against the wall, my legs are over his shoulders.

“Nick,” I start to say, but his name dies on my lips. I moan as his tongue licks from my opening to my cl*t. He swirls his tongue before he begins to devour me. Sucking, licking, and f**king me with his tongue. I grab his hair, trying to move my hips as my climax gets closer and closer. When he flattens his tongue and adds two fingers to the mix, I go off screaming his name. He doesn’t give me a moment to recover as he laps at my juices.

He slides me down his body until our lips meet. I can taste my juices on his lips and tongue. He carries me to the bed but instead of lying me down he sets me on my feet. He climbs up on the bed and his hard c**k is on full display. “Come ride me, love,” he says. He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I climb up on the bed and straddle his thighs. Gripping his c**k, I line him up with my core and sink down one delicious inch at a time. “F**k, you feel so good Nick.”

He reaches up and grips the back of my neck. “Who does this p**sy belong to Clarice,” he asks as he starts to f**k up into me. I meet his rhythm with every thrust. “You, my whole body belongs to you.” “That’s right. Every inch of your body is mine,” he says. I place my hands on his chest and start to swirl my hips and he moans. “Who do you belong to, Nick,” I ask, punctuating every word with a rock of my hips.

“Oh, I belong to you, my sweet dirty Clarice. This c**k belongs to you. These hands belong to you,” he says as he reaches up and kneads my breasts. He rolls my n*****s between his

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thumb and fingers as he lists each part of him that belongs to me. I can feel how close I am again. He grips my a** and pounds into me. “Come with me Clarice,” he says, and it’s my undoing. I scream his name as he pumps three more times and empties his seed deep inside

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The org*sm that rips through me has me seeing stars. When the high finally passes, I fall forward onto his chest. He sweeps the hair off my face and kisses my head. He wraps his arms around me. Nick’s right. There isn’t a shadow of a doubt this, him and me, is everything that was meant to be. “I love you Clarice.” “I love you Nick.”

Simone POV

I have tried everything today to get my mind off Trevor. Thankfully, I am off today so I won’t have to see him before he leaves the hospital this morning. Then I will have no way to find him. I mean he lives in California, and I’m here in Colorado. Enough you need to get a grip. You can’t claim him. Besides, it seems like his life is a clusterf**k. He cheated on his wife. What makes you think he wouldn’t do it to you? Why the hell do I keep talking to myself? I feel like I’m losing my mind.

“You are going to put a hole in your carpet if you keep pacing like that,” a deep voice says, startling me. I look up and a big man that I’ve never met is sitting on my couch. “Who the hell are you and how the hell did you get into my apartment?” “I’m who the humans call Santa Claus. A magical being just like you,” he says. I grab my phone off the table. “I don’t know what you’re on, buddy, but you have two seconds to get the hell out of my apartment before I have your a** thrown in jail.”

“Why not just use your fae magic against me,” he asks. “The man from the hospital,” I practically whisper. “My son, Nick,” he says. “You are being serious. You are telling me that you are Santa Claus, an elf.” “Not that there is anything wrong with elves. My wife is one, but I’m not an elf. I come from humans that were bestowed magical gifts. Now why don’t you tell me why you are living among humans and what you plan to do about your destined one,” he

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“First, I don’t care if you are Santa Claus. I don’t know you. For all I know, my father could have sent you to bring me back to his kingdom. Second, I have no destined one.” “I know fae don’t really partake in the holiday, but don’t make me put you on my naughty list for lying, Simone,” he says. “How do you know my name?” “I told you my wife is an elf. She has visions. She is the reason I was able to save Trevor after the crazy b**ch that wanted what wasn’t meant to ever be hers ran him off the road,” he says.

Anger like I’ve never felt bubbles up inside me and my hands start to glow. How f**king dare she try to hurt Trevor? Panic washes over me and I try to get myself under control. If I use magic he’ll find me and I can’t go back. I won’t go back. “I can’t spend a lot of time away from

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the North Pole this time of year, but I would like to take you back to speak with my wife. She is excited to meet you. She is far better at explaining things or talking things out. Besides, if I’m going too long, the elves in my factory tend to get off task, and it’s too close to Christmas for mistakes,” he says.

“I can’t use magic.” “You won’t have to, but I feel you need to share that reason with us. You have been destined to be a part of the Kringle family, Simone. We protect our family. You can trust me,” he says. I’m not sure why, but I believe him. Before I can think better of it, I take his hand. Goddess help me. I hope this isn’t a mistake.

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