All I Want For Christmas (8 page)

“I love you too, Grant.” He kissed her softly, dreamily, and the heat inside her began to stir once more.

“Come with me,” he said, pulling back the covers.

The floor was cold beneath her feet as he led her into the living room. She’d never been in Grant’s home before, but she recognized it as being his. Pine floors ran throughout the country cottage and a rough brick fireplace dominated one wall. Overstuffed chairs and a couch circled the hearth, and a seven foot fir tree sat decorated in the corner by the hearth.

Soft blankets were spread out on the floor in front of the fire, and orange juice and fresh fruit sat in a basket next to the makeshift bed. He led her over to the fire and pulled her into his lap.

“We’ve been given a second chance to do things right, Annabeth. To love each other completely for the rest of our lives. And I, for one, am grateful that wishes really do come true.” Grant pulled out a tiny box that made Annabeth’s breath catch in her throat.

“This ring belonged to my Grandmother MacKenzie. She gave it to me when I turned twenty-one, just a few months before she died. She told me that she just had a feeling that I was the one who needed the ring. The one who knew exactly who it belonged to. It turns out she was right. Marry me, Annabeth. Belong to me.”

Tears gathered in her eyes as he slipped the ring around her finger. A brilliant sapphire surrounded by diamonds in the shape of a flower sat on a simple silver band. She nodded silently, too overcome with emotion to speak.

Instead, she kissed him once more, showing him her love the only way she could think of. Grant lay hard and heavy against her hip, and she pushed him back so he lay on the blankets.

“I’ll marry you, Grant MacKenzie. And I’ll love you forever. But it seems to me that if we’ve been given a second chance, we ought not to waste it.”

She straddled his hips and took him in slowly, impaling herself on his hard length and feeling the stretch of her inner muscles that had been so well used the night before. Her breath caught once he was inside her fully, and then she began to rock against him, rising up and down on his shaft and feeling every ridge of his cock against her flesh.

Annabeth was completely lost to her own pleasure. Her neck arched back so her hair tickled his thighs, and she skimmed her hands up her body until they cupped her grasp.

“Yesss, Grant. I’m going to come.”

He sat up beneath her and took her nipple in his mouth, grasping her hips and thrusting into her in short, sharp burst. Moans and sighs and the slap of flesh against flesh accompanied the sound of the crackling fire. Grant rolled them so she lay beneath him, and he gripped her hands above her head as he continued to rock into her.

Every nerve ending she had felt like it was ready to explode. Pleasure seeped from the depths of her womb to the ends of her toes and crackled along her spine until she was crying out her release. Grant thrust one last time and she felt him swell within her as he flooded her inner walls with his come.

A long while later, they still lay in each other’s arms, enjoying the simplicity and contentment this new love brought.

“We’ve got to get up and get dressed, sweetheart. I’m surprised we haven’t had MacKenzies knocking down the door by now. They’ll show up before too long, wondering where I went and why I’m not there to open presents. Of course, they don’t need to know that I opened my own present right here this morning.”

Annabeth smacked him on the shoulder as he laughed at her embarrassment.

“How are you going to explain this to your family, Grant? This is going to be a surprise to them.”

“They’re your family now too, love. They have been since you were a little kid. We’re just going to make it official now, and they’ll love just as much as they always have.”

A door slammed from outside and what sounded like the footsteps of an army crunched over the snow. Grant and Annabeth both hopped up from the floor and put on the first available clothing they could find, both laughing like fools as Grant’s clothes swallowed her.

Annabeth looked at him with love shining in her eyes. “Thank you for being my family, Grant. You’ve made me believe in Christmas again.”

When twenty-seven MacKenzies burst through Grant’s front door, they found him kissing Annabeth Martin with every ounce of love and passion one man could possibly have for a woman. Since Grant and Annabeth didn’t pause for a breath to greet them, all twenty-seven MacKenzies turned back around and closed the door behind them, leaving the couple to their privacy.

Charlie and Dane were just glad they could hold the broken door over Grant’s head in the future.

After seeing his brother in such a sad state over a woman, Cade couldn’t have been happier to be leaving Montana for Texas. His four cousins and now his brother had all been shackled down. There must have been something in the water, and he couldn’t get out of there soon enough. He’d be damned if he found himself in a similar situation.

Cade

A full-length novel coming in February 2012

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