A Brac Pack Crazy Family Christmas 24 (15 page)

His mate stuck his ass out further as Jason smoothed the wet gel around his pink, puckered hole, licking his balls as he stretched his mate for Jason’s invasion, plus a toy.

“God, Jason, fuck me already,” Nicholas begged. “I can’t take the teasing.”

Jason grinned as he stood, unsnapping his pants and letting them fall to his ankles as he lined his cock up and thrust forward.

“Yes!” Nicholas hissed as he tried to stretch out further onto the desk. Jason helped his mate push one leg up as he pulled back and then slammed home again. Nicholas was moaning, his head rocking back and forth on the desk, sticking his ass out to meet Jason’s thrusts.

Jason reached down and pulled the pocket-size vibrator from his jeans, lubed it, and then pulled from his mate’s hole.

“Are you nuts?” Nicholas protested. “Fuck me, damn it!” Jason kissed his mate’s back. “Patience, love.”

“I used all my patience earlier with my father, now fuck me until I forget my own damn name!”

Jason planned on doing just that. He gripped the base of his cock, toy included as he pushed at his mate’s hole.

“Oh hell!” Nicholas shouted. “You haven’t used a toy in forever.” And Jason hadn’t. If he used them all the time, it would get old, fast. He loved keeping his doctor on edge, always wondering. Jason watched his cock plunge in and out of his mate’s swollen hole, feeling his canines descend at the gorgeous sight before him.

He’d never get enough of seeing this.

“I’m close,” Nicholas called.

Jason picked up the pace, slamming his cock and the toy into Nicholas’s ass hard, pounding his flesh.

“Jason!” Nicholas shouted and then collapsed on the desk, pulling in ragged gulps of air. Jason thrust a few more times and then tumbled over after his mate. He licked a line up Nicholas’s back and then laid a kiss on the nape of his mate’s neck.

“Love you.”

Nicholas waved a hand around, looking as though he were about to fall asleep. “Love you, too. Now dress me so no one catches me sleeping with my ass hanging out.”

Jason growled at the thought as he bent down and pulled his mate’s pants back up and straightened them. They may have fucked like rabbits when they first mated, still did, but they learned to control themselves, somewhat, mostly. Who the hell was he kidding?

Jason would take Nicholas if they were in the middle of crowded city. He’d never been able to resist the sexy doctor, and he was never going to try either.

* * * *

Ruttford whistled as he walked down the hallway of the Den. He had wanted to see a good ole knock-down, drag-out, but unfortunately Nicholas had more class than that.

Damn it!

“
Score one for me!”

“Whatever,” Ruttford grumbled to Nick’s voice in his head. “I still have five more mates to mess with!” Nick chuckled. “
Mess away, Ruttford. I’ll see you when you get
home
.”

Ludo and Murphy

Murphy walked down the aisles of books, trying to decide which Christmas story to read to the children who would be here soon. He wasn’t sure how his mate talked him into doing a story time, but the more Murphy thought about it, the more excited he became.

He was going to be the one to leave a lasting impression in the children’s minds, mold and shape them. He just hoped they didn’t make a damn mess. Not only was he reading to the Den’s children, but the town’s children were attending as well.

As his fingers tapped each spine, Murphy was getting frustrated.

He’d never read to children before, so they weren’t going to like Aristotle or William Shakespeare. He needed kiddie books.

Murphy smiled when his fingers tapped the one Christmas story he remembered so well from his youth. He grabbed the book, taking it over to the counter and setting it down. “Are the snacks and drinks in place?”

“I have the snacks ready, but I’m still working on all the cups of hot cocoa,” Curtis said from behind the counter of the coffee station Murphy had set up to bring more customers in. It was working beautifully, grossing a large revenue for his bookstore.

“They should be arriving soon,” Murphy said and then glanced toward the front of the store.

It was unbelievable, but real.

It was snowing in Brac Village.

Murphy wasn’t sure what miracle this was, but he was enjoying the fluffy white stuff. It made it feel more Christmassy. He hummed as he straightened the small chairs that the children were to sit in, making sure they all faced front and center. He grinned at the large lounge chair for him to sit in and read.

Ludo had brought it from the Den. It looked more like a throne.

There were Christmas gifts sitting on both sides of the chair for the children once he was done reading. One side was for boys, the other for girls.

“All right,” Curtis said as he brought a tray over to the table by his
throne
. “Here are their drinks.” Murphy walked back over to the door, wondering why no one had shown up yet. He pressed his hand into his lower back, feeling the slight pain that was still with him. He shouldn’t have any pain being mated to a were-creature, but Murphy did.

Dr. Nicholas tried to say they were phantom pains, but Murphy didn’t think so. He was able to walk now, but he still had pain once in a while, like now. He prayed the crazy psycho bitch was getting her just desserts. Maribel had been one psychotic ass bitch.

Murphy smiled when he saw Heaven and Murdock pull up and park in front of the store. He knew that at least the Den children would be here. If none of the rest showed, Murphy would still have a great time reading.

Opening the door for the parents and their pups, Murphy grabbed Maddox from Heaven’s arms. “I have him.”

“Thanks,” Heaven said as he walked into the shop. “All they’ve been talking about is Uncle Murphy and a story.” Murphy chuckled as he walked Maddox over to the throne and sat him down. “You’re going to be reading today, Maddy.” Maddox nodded his head as he twisted around and stood on the chair. Murphy held his hands out, making sure the little one didn’t fall. “Daddy, I’m reading da books!”

“You’ll do a great job,” Murdock said as he set Skyler’s car seat on the counter. Murphy had never seen a father as attached to his daughter as Murdock was with Skyler. He could tell that Murdock was going to be answering the door with a shotgun when Skyler became of age to date.

Murphy shuddered. Melonee was at that age and drove everyone nuts. She was almost a grown up and very pretty, but she had always been.

She hadn’t brought a boy home…yet. He was not looking forward to the day she did. God have mercy on the guy who stole her heart.

“Okay, there are cookies and hot chocolate over there,” Murphy said and pointed over to the table. After a while, the bookstore began to fill with little ones. When all the seats were taken, Murphy grabbed the book he had chosen and took a seat.

“Hello, boys and girls. For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Murphy. Today I’ll be reading one of my favorites, ‘’Twas the Night Before Christmas.’”

The parents gathered around the coffee shop part of the bookstore, still being able to see their children and indulging in grown-up time.

Murphy smiled out at the children as he opened the book and then cleared his throat.

“’Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the Den,
everyone was awake, but asleep they pretend.”
Murphy’s eyes snapped up. He looked at the kids and then over at the shifters in the bookstore. They were staring at him strangely.

Murphy looked down and then rubbed his eyes. Sure enough, the words he just read were still there.

He glanced up when the small bell above the door chimed. Ludo was sneaking in. He gave Murphy a smile and then rested his back against the wall behind the children’s chairs.

He cleared his throat.

“The socks were hung down the banister with care, driving Nero
nuts because they shouldn’t be there.”
Murphy reached up and wiped his brows and then continued.

“Maverick in his leather, and I in nothing more, had just settled
down, to drool and snore.

“When out on the lawn, I heard such a rapping, all the wolves ran
outside, snarling and snapping.

“When what to my wondering eyes should appear? Wood Elves
and demons, drinking some beer.”
Murphy’s head shot up. What in the hell was going on? This wasn’t the childhood story he remembered. The children were giggling, seeming to enjoy the bizarre story. He glanced over at his mate. Ludo rolled his hand, telling Murphy to continue.

He wasn’t too sure about that, but Murphy read on.

“The mates shouted for the beer to be dumped in the trash. The
demons bristled, and the elves shimmered in a dash.

“Johnny cried about sparkly presents, wanting his gift. When
Hawk told him no, the mate kicked up a fit.”
Oh bloody hell. The parents of Brac Village were going to string Murphy up by his nuts by the time he was finished. He heard louder giggles from the children. Murphy looked up to see them practically sitting on the edge of their seats.

When no one protested, Murphy continued.

“All looked across the lawn to see a sleigh and reindeer. The men
shifted into wolves and gave chase as the man shouted in fear.

“When a little old driver, so lively and might, shot from the sleigh
as he ran out of sight.

“The wolves chased him down, demanding a gift. When none
would appear, they tossed him in a snowdrift.

“Santa shouted and blustered and put up a fight, but the wolves
were too many, stealing away with Santa into the dark night.

“The deer looked around worried, praying Keata stayed away,
because they knew he would kidnap them all until May.

“Santa broke free and made a dash for his sleigh, vowing to never
return, not even a day.

“The wolves high-fived one another, feeling mighty and proud,
but the mates had gathered, ready to skin them, shouting loud.

“‘He was an intruder!’ the warriors defended, looking around
and afraid, as the mates cornered them, quickly they prayed.

“‘You better hope he comes back or in the doghouse you’ll all
go,’ the mates shouted as the wolves were buried deeply in the snow.

“‘Now stay there until a lesson you’ve learned,’ they said to the
warriors and then all the mates turned.

“They jumped with joy as Santa flew by, Christmas presents
aplenty falling straight from the sky.

“Lumps of coal fell on the wolves’ heads as Santa banked a right.

‘Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.’”
Loud cheers erupted from the children. They were clapping and begging for another story. Murphy had no fucking clue what the hell he just read, but the kids enjoyed every word. He glanced over at the human parents who were standing there laughing and nodding their heads in delight.

The shifters just stood there with their mouths hanging open.

Murphy shrugged. What could he say? He closed the book and then opened it back up, seeing the real story in print. He scratched his head, wondering what in the dickens was going on.

Murphy grabbed a few more books from the bookshelves and entertained the children with a few more stories, all of which were correctly told.

When he was done, he walked over to Ludo as his mate enveloped him in his arms. “What was that?”

Murphy shrugged as he glanced around at the smiling parents saying good-bye and thanking Murphy for a wonderful time. “I have no clue,” he whispered as the parents left with their children.

He was so glad he still had his balls.

“I think you’re hot as a storyteller,” Ludo said as he skimmed his hands over Murphy’s flared cheeks and then up his back. Murphy groaned and then looked around. Thankfully the bookstore had cleared out.

He would definitely have lost his balls if one of the parents were still there to witness his wantonness.

“Office?”

“Uh-huh,” Murphy said, not caring who was there right now.

Ludo was rubbing all over him, making him drool. He quickly locked the door, flipped the sign to CLOSED and then remembered Curtis.

He glanced over at Curtis, who was standing there with a big ass smile on his face. “Go, I’ll take care of the store.” Murphy could feel his face heating up as he grabbed Ludo’s hand.

“Thanks. You can have a free cookie for that.” Curtis laughed as Murphy drug his mate to the back office and then locked the door. He threw Ludo against the wall, tearing at his clothes. “Give me some cock, henchman.” Ludo growled as he walked Murphy backward. “I love it when you call me that.”

Murphy shook his head. “My back hurts. You’ll have to fuck me against the wall. And that isn’t a protest, by the way.” Ludo ran his hands over Murphy’s back, almost massaging it.

“We can wait.”

“Hell no. I want some of that crazy dick.” He loved that Ludo didn’t think he had phantom pains. His mate believed every word Murphy spoke since that almost fatal day so long ago. Murphy shoved his pants down his thighs and then pressed his body into the wall, sticking his ass out. “Come fuck me.” Ludo licked his lips as he sauntered over to Murphy and then dropped to his knees, laying a long lick up both cheeks before kissing each mound. Murphy groaned, sticking his ass out a little further. “Eat me later. Fuck me now.”

Ludo nipped him before standing. Murphy could feel his heart speeding up when he heard Ludo’s belt buckle. He knew Ludo was about to fuck him through the wall and into the coffee machine.

Murphy inhaled sharply when Ludo separated his butt cheeks and then slid his cock up and down the crease. He could feel lube wetting his ass, and then Ludo grabbed Murphy’s hips, thrusting until his pubic hairs tickled Murphy’s ass.

Yes!

Murphy tried to lift his leg up. For what? He didn’t know. But climbing the wall seemed like a pretty good idea. Ludo was assaulting his ass so thoroughly that Murphy’s hole could have filed a complaint.