My Mafia CEO (Serpents #2)

Bonus: It's Ugly

SEBASTIAN

"No, baby!" True laughs at Stephen as he attempts to put the walls of the gingerbread house together a little too hard, and fails. The four walls cave in, earning a frustrated grunt from Stephen. True snickers, "Not so hard, baby."

"I'll decorate," he grumbles still poking at the fallen walls, but the kiss True places on his cheek instantly removes the frown from his face. They really went all out with the decorations. Ana told me that Luna and Royalty pulled everyone together about a month before to create a theme. My brain may have fell asleep while she was explaining the different types of reindeer.

It was decorated with everything from snowmen, Santas, and reindeer. Even snacks were on the hallway tables for anyone who passed. Axel was the main culprit for that one.

The girls had planned our entire day. The day started with gifts and presents and breakfast. They each brought their individual cultures to the table.

Mama Laurent and Sierra were very happy both very happy to not cook a meal for a change. Everyone pitched in and no man was left unsatisfied.

The evening started with making gingerbread houses, followed by drinks and a movie. Our house was okay, but Ana and I had no decor skills. "It's ugly," she smiles at our attempt of a house. I laughed, wrapping an arm around her waist.

"It sure is, Angel," I pressed a kiss to her forehead. Tristan and Cait were too busy making out to even finish. Bunch of horn dogs. Luna and Axel were arguing constantly about the colour. Reign and Royalty sat in silent cooperation, eventually putting us all out of business.

True and Stephen were just having fun at this point. I'm talking icing on their faces and most of their candy was gone.

We decided the best prize was to eat our houses and that's how I find myself on the couch in the living room with my head on Ana's lap, on the cusp of sleep. Everyone was scattered throughout the room as Home Alone played on the screen. The movie was just background noise as she and I talked about our plans for the New Year.

"We can paint the room red," she randomly says. We're planning to redecorate our room here. I wanted her to be as comfortable as possible– which reminds me.

"Come with me, baby. I have one more gift for you," I sat up and whisked her up to our room before she can reply. The gifts we exchanged this morning were splayed out on the bed.

Ana got me a huge teddy bear as a joke, a new cologne, and the new shoes I'd been staring at for weeks. I got her a big pistachio pillow, a 100% unhealthy pack of fruit-asorted gummy bears— I definitely did not say that to her face— and a mango scented assortment of cream, scrubs, and anything that can make her smell that mangos.

Okay, being honest. I bought that gift for me, more than her.

I pulled the last box from under the bed and handed it to her. She sat eagerly in her Christmas Stitch t-shirt and grey pants. "I got it a few weeks ago."

She gives a quizzical look before opening the box. Her breath hitches when she sees the first item. "Sebastian," I smiled at her flushed face.

Dual stimulation and waterproof.

"Aww. Don't be shy, baby," I cooed, placing soft kisses on her neck. The baby blue vibrator sat in her hand. No doubt that little mind of hers is thinking of all things we can do with it later. "There's one more box."

"Sweet pistachio ice cream," she sighs. She sees the small, velvet box. "Seb," she pouts.

"Open it up, Angel," I pulled away. Her nimble fingers opened the box.

"Seb," she pulled the locket out.

"I wanted to get you something that you can look at whenever you want," I said. Inside the locket were two pictures of the two of us in Spain. In the left one, Ana was kissing my cheek while I had a dopey look on my face. The one on the right was me having no behaviour at all, and giving her a hickey.

That one is my favourite.

"It's beautiful. Thank you," her soft lips rest on mine. I took the necklace and tied it around her neck. Like the man I am, I growl and pull her into my lap.

"Anything for you, Angel," my thumb caressed her cheek. "I love you."

"I love you, too," her lips meet mine again, but this time, it's with need. I groaned when she began to lay sloppy kisses on my neck and shoulders. "Off," Ana tugged at my t-shirt, swiftly pulling it off in the process.

I chuckled, "bossy." My skin prickled with goosebumps as her lips started their descent again. One thing about Ana was she loved my chest and my tattoos.

She paid attention to every inch she could reach. I was a moaning mess every time. She knew how to use her lips and tongue. "Ana," her soft tongue flicked my nipple slightly.

She laughed softly, coming back up to my lips. "I think we should try our new gift," she smirked at me.

I knew she'd warm up to it.

We got naked as fast as we could until Ana was laying on the bed. The toy was already clean, so I just washed it one last time. "You ready, beautiful?" I pressed a kiss to her clit. I started the toy, pressing it to her soft bud.

"Mmm," she moaned. Circling it, I inserted two fingers inside her soaked entrance. "Seb."

"You look so pretty from down here, baby," I smirked, sucking on her soft skin. Her back arched when I press a kiss to her entrance. "So pretty."

I moved the toy down her slit, pushing it into her slowly. "Oh!" she whimpered. I started to thrust it in and out of her, entranced by the motion and her sounds. "More."

I sucked on her clit simulataneously. Her thighs shook around my neck, and I knew she was close. I pulled the toy out and my pants down. "You don't come unless it's with me, baby," I pushed into her.

So warm.

She clamped around me, getting used to the size. "F**k, baby." My thrusts were hard and fast. We drove each other equally crazy. "So tight for me. So perfect," i groaned.

Her new locket rested on her neck, and I found myself staring at it a lot. "I can't hold it."

"Let it go, baby," I groaned, as I felt her warmth coat me from tip to shaft. Her shivers ricocheted through my body, and led me to my own orgasm. My thrusts became sloppier as I filled her.

Her shaky arms pulled me down and wrapping around my neck. "Merry Christmas, Bear."

"Merry Christmas, Angel."

And it's really a good one.