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The bottom dropped out of his world when she stopped. He couldn’t immediately fathom that she’d also reached down to stop the toy. All movement ceased, leaving just the relentless squeeze of her sex around his cock and the pressure of her palm on his chest.

She grinned down at him when he opened his eyes. “Not yet.” He groaned.

She pushed out her bottom lip. “Aww.” Chuckling, she drew her finger along his chin.

“Hold it for me.”

“I…don’t know if I can.”

“Sure you can.” She sat back on her heels, drawing her arms up to pull all her hair up over her head, then drop it down her back. Arching her back, she rotated her hips once and laughed low in her throat. “You’re just as good as the machine.” He wasn’t sure if the forced breath from his mouth was an aborted laugh or curse. Maybe a little of both.

“Mmmm.” She rotated again. “This is
won
derful.” He both agreed and disagreed. He feasted his eyes on the curves of her body as consolation. She reached over to the side, and only then did he realize they were close to the table where she had her toys. Without leaving his body, she managed to grab one of the bottles of lube and…

“Father Christmas,” he muttered.

She grinned and let the string of anal beads dangle from her fingers. “I love these,” she told him, expertly popping the top of the lube with her thumb. With a deft twist of her wrist, she spun the beads around so they lay in her palm and poured lube over them. All the while, she kept up a minor roll with her hips, just to make sure he couldn’t forget they were joined. When the beads were coated, she set down the bottle and leaned forward to spread her dry palm on his chest. She met his eyes and held his gaze as her other hand disappeared behind her. His mouth fell open as he watched her watch him, both of them knowing that her fingers… He felt her move. Then he felt a different pressure as she pushed one bead into her body.

“Tanty.”

“Yes?”

Nothing. He had nothing to say, but her name needed to come from his lips. “Tanty.” She smiled and seemed to understand. Either that or she was distracted as she kept pushing beads into her body, kept gently rocking on his cock. It took forever, and it didn’t take nearly long enough. Her eyes shut in obvious bliss before she was done, and the fingers of the hands on his chest curled so that short nails dug into his skin. He couldn’t have minded the minor hurt less.

At last she was done, and she slid her wet hand forward to brace on his hip as she adjusted her position.

“Oh.” Her sigh was almost a purr. A cascade of orange hair slipped over her shoulder to pool over the left side of his chest. “
Oh.
” She was moving again, driven by what had to be a riot of sensations inside her. Full. She had to be full to bursting, and part of that was him. Bok found his hands on her thighs, holding, caressing, needing to touch as she picked up speed. With a tiny growl, she reached down and quickly flipped the vibe between them on again, and Bok cried out as the buzzing started. He wasn’t going to last. He was shocked he hadn’t blown yet, but the pressure on his cock was probably all that kept him going. She cried out and leaned back, her hands gripping his legs for balance as she slammed down on him hard. He bit his lip and buckled down and did everything he could not to blow. He wanted her to—

She came. Loud. Hard. Shuddering. Long. She thrashed over him, caught in the grip of a storm that didn’t want to stop. It caught him up in the whirlwind, and he couldn’t have held on longer if he tried. His spine exploded, and molten fire poured through his limbs, forcing him to pump and writhe in tandem with her grinding from above.

She was laughing before he could think straight, a sound of pure, unadulterated joy. The maddening buzzing stopped, and then she was draped over his body, her cheek coming to rest on his shoulder. Her labored breath fanned his Adam’s apple.

“That. Was. Awesome,” she assured him.

Pride suffused him, melding with the pleasure that had yet to leave his system. He’d satisfied her. He’d gotten his pleasure, but she’d found hers as well. It couldn’t get any better than that.

 

Chapter Six

 

 

Tanty woke warm and sated. Morning sunlight pushed its way through the burnt orange sheers that blocked her bedroom windows. The tone usually put her in mind of the inside of a lighted oven. Luckily, the temperature didn’t match. A heavy male body was curled around her.

Half hanging off the side of the bed, she smiled at the floor, aware who belonged to the naked weight draped over her back and hips. One of Bok’s legs was hooked over her thighs, and his arm banded her waist. She was nearly smothered in the plushness of her mattress, and she didn’t mind a bit.

Bok had ended up staying the whole night. She’d lost count of the times they’d fucked. He hadn’t been content until they tested each one of her toys. Well, except one. Only now, as she was staring at it, did she realize she never had mounted up on the sex machine.
How odd.
Her shiny new toy, and they’d never used it. Just the thought made her smile. She and Bok had found plenty to do with each other without it.

Very carefully, she rolled forward and slid out from under him. Turning on her knees beside the mattress, she let herself get a good look at him. Teddy bear. Definitely. He wasn’t hairy—no elves were—but his shape gave her the impression of a big, huggable teddy bear. She gently brushed green hair back from his eyes, then traced the arch of one brow. He looked far less worried when he was asleep.

Content, she gathered the three dildos, two sets of anal beads, and the new vibrator they
had
used last night, then stood to take them to the bathroom. She rinsed herself and her toys off, whistling a little under her breath. Her body was pleasantly sore, and her heart felt peaceful. She knew, as a rule, she was an overly active person. Throughout her life, too many people had asked her to calm or slow down for her not to have gotten that memo. But right now, she was content to just go slow. Last night had worn her out. Thoughts of breakfast surfaced in her mind, but she just let them drift. She wasn’t hungry, Bok was still asleep, and she wasn’t expected at practice today, so there was no hurry.

“Huh.” As she laid them on the counter to dry, she realized all the toys had been used on—

or in—her. She remembered trying to turn one of the slim dildos—barely wider than her index finger—on him, but he’d rejected the idea of anything going in his ass. She’d proceeded to demonstrate on herself that it could feel good and now realized Bok had completely distracted her to get her off the subject. Laughing, she fingered the small blue toy, thinking how she could try to introduce him to it again.

A knock sounded at the front door before she decided on a plan. She wasn’t expecting anyone, but it wasn’t out of the ordinary for company to come calling. She walked out through the bedroom toward the living room but stopped when she saw Bok. Their raucous activity had spilled all the sheets and covers to the foot of the bed or to the floor. She took a moment to pull the sheet and bedspread up and tuck them in around him. Once he was covered, she headed for the door.

Issie and Nold stood on her porch, each dressed in the casual sweats reindeer typically wore before practice or for lazy mornings after a busy night. Issie wore a light gray that nearly matched her ice blue eyes and could have been a blend of the white and black stripes of her hair, while Nold wore black, which set off his cherry red hair and merlot eyes.

“Hey.” Issie waved as she stepped out of the bright morning sun into Tanty’s foyer.

“We’re headed for breakfast. Wanna join us?”

Tanty leaned on the open door as her friends filed in, very aware she was still naked. At least she was clean. “Nah. I just got up.”

“We can wait,” Nold said. Then his gaze found and held on the man who could be seen on Tanty’s bed through the open doorway. Nold stepped forward so he could lean on the wall right by the bedroom door. He tilted his head, then startled. “Is that who I think it is?” Tanty closed the front door to shut out the draft. “Probably.” Issie sidled up to Nold, leaning against his back as she looked around his shoulder. “Oh, hey, it’s Bok! I sucked him off once.” She glanced at Tanty, tossing back a black swipe of hair.

“Was he good?”

“Mmmm.” Tanty smiled and hugged herself as she leaned on the closed front door.

Nold blinked at her, gaping. “Really?”

Tanty frowned a little. “Yeah, really.”

“Ooo!” Issie kept her exclamation soft in deference to the sleeping man, but she sped into the bedroom just the same. By the time Tanty reached the doorway, Issie was kneeling beside the sex machine in order to get a better look at it. “How was
this
?” Tanty glanced at Bok as she walked into the room, but he was sleeping the sleep of the dead. She wasn’t sure yelling would wake him. “It’s
awesome
,” she assured her friend as she perched on the edge of the couch.

“What’s the deal?” Nold sat on the arm beside her. “Can’t find enough willing cock?”

“Careful,” Issie warned, pointing a finger at him. “Tanty might get offended.”

“No offense taken.” Tanty gave Nold a mild glare nonetheless. “Not a thing wrong with cock. But it’s cool to have the machine. You
know
what you’re getting.” Issie giggled, fingering the dildo. “These nubs are kind of scary.”

“But they feel
so
good.”

Issie hooted, then slapped a hand over her mouth and glanced back at Bok.

I guess yelling does wake him.
Tanty watched his eyes open. Blink. Again. One more time.

His focus steadied, and Tanty could tell when he recognized Issie. Then Nold. Recognition dawned just as he must have realized he was still naked. His head jerked up in surprise.

Tanty realized then that she probably shouldn’t have let her friends in. Too late now. “Hey, there.” He looked at her with wide green eyes. She smiled. “Want to come to breakfast with us?” Two of them. No, three with Tanty.
Three
reindeer sitting in a bedroom with him, all of them dressed except for Tanty. And him. He was naked as a newborn, with just an orange and green quilt to shield his considerable flesh.
Christmas!

“Bok?”

He was still in her house! He’d fallen asleep in her bed. Had she not been able to wake him? Curse him for a heavy sleeper! When had she really wanted to kick him out? He stifled a groan.

Tanty stood from the couch, her skin rosy in the sunlit room. “Bok?” They were all staring at him. He’d never spoken directly to Nold, but he knew who Prancer was. Issie he did know personally because she was one of his customers. “Uh, yes?” She stopped at the edge of the bed, reaching out to stroke his arm. “Breakfast?” He shied away, sitting up into the pillows and crumpling sheets and quilt close to his groin.

“Uh, no.” She was just being nice. She
was
nice. She’d let him fuck her and play with her toys, play with
her
… Memories of repeated sex flooded his brain, disabling him for a precious moment. He shook himself. “I need to get to work.” He owed her everything for that one, perfect night. He certainly owed her a gracious retreat. “I, uh…need to get to work.” He folded his legs over the edge of the bed, clutching the quilt over the erection he refused to allow to grow. “Gus is, uh, y’know…”

“Oh, man.” Issie rolled her eyes, sitting back against the front of the couch. “You report to
Gus
? My sympathies. I used to work with him before I won my place on the team.” He blinked at Issie, unable to believe he sat there naked on Tanty’s bed looking at Issie’s round face and nearly white eyes. She grinned at him, reaching up to hook a white lock of her black-and-white-striped hair behind a pointed ear.

“Yeah.”
Be cool.
He edged off the bed, pulling the blanket around his belly. Achingly aware that there was
so
much more to him than any of them. “I, uh…” Noticing his clothes, he bent to swipe them off the chair where he’d dumped them last night. An undignified squeak escaped his throat when he nearly lost hold of the quilt.
Christmas, don’t embarrass Tanty any
more than you already have.
Trousers and tunic in hand, he spun and fled to the bathroom.

Oh, holy night.
He released a soundless groan as he came to rest against the counter. There, on the smooth surface, the dildos, beads, and C-vibe they’d used the night before lay drying on a green towel. Memories again, visual and tactile: Tanty’s legs wrapped around him as she sucked on the purple jelly dildo, his tongue deep in Tanty’s sex as he worked the slim blue dildo in her ass, Tanty’s growls as she rode him with the C-vibe rumbling between them… He would
never
forget last night and had his doubts he could ever match it. None of the other women he’d been with had been so willing to play. He wanted to stay, oh so very badly, but he couldn’t do that to Tanty. She had to want him gone.

He dressed quickly, aware he smelled of sex. He’d have to go home first to clean up. It was minutes before he reopened the door.

Tanty had a short lavender robe on when he emerged. She was standing by the bathroom door, and the robe hung open to display the treasure that was her body. They were all talking quietly. Tanty looked disturbed. Bok knew then he’d certainly outstayed his welcome.

“T-thanks.” He bent to pick up shoes and socks, then straightened, tucking them under his armpits. “For everything.” He grinned, hoping he didn’t look like a loon. “It was…great.” Tanty tried a smile. “You sure you can’t…” She stepped toward him.

He backed through the bedroom door. “No. No. I’ve got to go.” She stopped. Frowned a little. “Okay. Thanks.”

Thanking him. For the toys. Of course. He nodded quickly and headed for the door. He wasn’t going to make her kiss him good-bye. She’d suffered enough. “See you around.” He fled, barely feeling the cold as he ran through the snow that had fallen on her path.

“Well, that’s a weird one,” Nold observed. He stood behind Tanty as she stood at her front door, watching Bok run from her. His bare feet made deep prints in the new powder that covered her path, backtracking the trail Issie and Nold had left on their way to the house. In less than a minute, he was out of sight, moving fast for a large guy.

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