Chapter 15

15

Brawn

One year later…

“ C ongratulations, son.”

I turn my head as Santa steps up to my side. He’s still dressed in his jolly red suit.

“Thanks, Santa. And Merry Christmas.”

He nods, shaking his head. “Of all the days in the year, you two had to choose Christmas for your wedding.” I know he’s teasing. I think he secretly loves the fact that we’re here, celebrating this incredible moment with him. Usually after he delivers all the toys, he returns home for a meal with the elves and then retires to his room to catch some zs. I think part of that has to do with the fact that he doesn’t have someone special to share the holiday with and would rather sleep than feel lonely.

“By the way, that new mother-in-law of yours is quite the looker.” I turn and look toward Margot, shaking my head. Not that she isn’t pretty, but my Millie is a million times more beautiful.

“Not that one,” he says. “Your other mother-in-law.” I turn toward Millie’s mother and see her smiling and dancing with the elves. She definitely is beautiful; my little dove is a younger version of her. Lets me know exactly what I have to look forward to down the road.

“Why don’t you ask her to dance, Santa?”

He huffs, shaking his head. “Already tried. That stubborn woman turned me down. Said she’s sworn off men for life.”

I can’t help but chuckle. Mildred is definitely set in her ways. It’s just good to see that her Christmas spirit is back. But I think her daughter being engaged to an elf helped in that department. As soon as we brought her up to the North Pole, introduced her to Santa and the elves, it was like she transformed into a different person. Millie said she couldn’t remember her mom ever being so happy.

“But you’re not just a man.” I turn to him. “You’re Santa Claus.”

He tips his chin. His features growing serious. “You know what, Brawn. You’re right. I have power and magic, and that woman is going to be mine.”

Before I have a chance to respond, he’s stalking toward Mildred, looking like a Santa on a mission. I turn in search of my wife, wanting to tell her what Santa just said, but I don’t see her anywhere in the room.

“Have you seen your sister?” I ask Laney, who’s knee deep in candy and treats, looking as happy as an elf.

“She went that way.” She points her candy cane in the direction of our cottage. I leave our guests to go in search of my wife, wondering if she needed to use the restroom, or maybe just needed a moment of quiet. The elves can be very loud, and when they’re all hyped up on sugar and joy, they get even louder.

“Are you in here, little dove?” I push the door open and find her sprawled out on the bed, her body writhing against the sheets, a soft little whimper filling the room. It’s been too long, and the heat has taken over. My father just shared an interesting fact about giants with me. Apparently our cum is like a drug, and it sets our mates into a frenzy. Their bodies grow addicted. And if they go too long without it, the ache grows too strong.

I hold my hand out, channeling my magic between her legs, flicking her clit with my thoughts. “When are you going to learn, little dove? All you have to do is ask and you shall receive.”

I pin her thighs to the bed, smelling her need the closer I get. Her pussy is glowing as I buzz her with a tingling current, spreading the tail of my magic lower, and then driving it right inside her deep wet heat. She shoots upright screaming my name as she gets zapped by all those magical little sensations.

I love watching her come. I love knowing how her body depends on me for relief. It makes me feel alive. Finally gives me a true purpose. She’s panting in her heat. Her entire body glowing, and I’m the one in control. It’s like she’s my very own naughty little toy, and oh, how I love playing with her.

I move in closer, swirling my magical tendrils over her clit, wrapping one around to her puckered little diamond. Every hole is now being played with. Every sensitive spot filled with tingles. I step up to the side of the bed, my thick shaft in hand. It’s time to fill one more hole. She drops her head, moaning as my flavor hits her tongue. She craves the taste of me as much as I crave her sweet nectar.

“Is this what you wanted, my little dove?”

She bobs her head up and down on my shaft, sliding over me with perfection, teasing the release right to the end of my dick.

“You needed a feeding?” The pressure is about to boil over. I turn my magic up a voltage, wanting her to come with me. “My naughty girl is always so hungry.” She moans loud as I buzz her faster, stimulating every inch of her body, watching her entire frame tightening. And when my cum hits her tongue, my cock erupting in her flames, she shatters for me. Her body glowing like the brightest star. Radiating warmth just like the sun.

And under her light, I stand, making my one and only wish. To live happily ever after with my beautiful girl.