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“Yes, I do.” But I can’t help my smile. I really don’t need to win to know I’m awesome, but… I want to.

Noel snorts and pulls me closer. “You’re the winner of my heart. Does that work?”

“Not for this.” I wave my hand around. “But I’ll take it.”

Noel kisses me on the nose. “How about once we’ve talked to the judges, I take you home and help you relax? I’ve been dying to get that tentacle in me.”

I choke on air. “No one has ever said anything so romantic.”

His smile makes me tingle in all the best places.

We’re at the front of the line and it’s not long before Santa and the judges stand in front of us. After last year’s fundraiser, we’ve gotten a few non elves want to participate in the North Pole, and Santa has approved it for the most part. Right now, three paranormals I’ve never met scrutinize our entry. Santa introduces them as Inga, a rabbit shifter, Larry, a wolf, and Darren, a mage.

“Tell us about this,” Inga says. Her hair is stark white and flows over her thin shoulders. She appears to be late twenties, but with shifters you never know.

I share how I wanted to embody the North Pole and use the skills of everyone in my workshop to get it done. All four keep a neutral expression, which I guess is good, so I don’t keep my hopes up. As Santa passes, he squeezes my shoulder.

Once everyone has been revealed and the judges gone through, we all wander the hall to check out the competition. Of course, I beeline it to Dylan’s entry and gasp.

“A giant tentacle?!”

Snow giggles beside Dylan and his giant blue dildo. “It’s amazing, isn’t it? So detailed.”

Indeed, it is highly detailed. Down to the suckers. It’s so lifelike I have to wonder if it would suction to my finger if I touched it.

“It really is.” My shoulders drop, and I suck in a breath. “Good luck.” I plaster a grin on my face. “But I’m winning.” And with that, I take back my confidence and stroll from the meeting hall with Noel trailing behind me.

Chapter 20

Noel

I chase after Tinsel and stop him before he can get too far from me once we exit the building. “Are you okay?”

He flings his arms out and spins. “Perfect. Amazing. Over the moon. As soon as I stepped out of the building, I realized I don’t need the win. Of course, I want it for myself and the entire workshop, but who cares? It’s supposed to be for fun and I’ve been sweating it because I wanted it so badly.” He laughs. “The North Pole knows I have the best leather workshop.”

“You do.”

“Let’s go to my place, where I have my own special tentacle to play with. I really can’t wait any longer to get you naked again.”

“Stars, yes.” I grab his hand, and we run all the way to his place. I have him up against his door before he can get it unlocked. His packer rubs against my cock, making us both moan. I suck in all his little whimpers and moans as I play with his nipples through his shirt.

“Inside. Now.” Tinsel pulls away from me and unlocks the door. We tumble through the threshold, trying to kiss again. I have his coat off him in no time. He kicks off his combat boots. I’m already half naked and he watches me with hooded eyes.

“Noel, I’m gonna eat your ass.”

I palm myself, and his eyes track the movement.

“Actually, I want your dick in my mouth.” Tinsel drops to his knees and yanks on my trousers, pulling my underwear down with them. Like before, he nuzzles my hard cock, his hands roam my thighs.

“You don’t have to—”

“Don’t finish that statement. I want this.” He takes me in hand and licks the tip as if lapping at an ice cream using the flat of his tongue. “So good.” He hums around me, and it takes everything in me not to buck into his mouth.

“Don’t stop.”

“Don’t plan on it.” Tinsel cups my balls. His nails dig into the back of my thighs as he pulls me closer.

I’m such a tight bow string I’m going to snap any moment. “So close. So—”

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