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"Are they dead?" Sam pokes Dad's shoulder with her toe.

"No sweetie, they just fainted." I press my fingers to Mom's neck, checking her pulse. Strong and steady. "I guess seeing Krampus' real form was a bit too much for them."

"Should I get the smelling salts?" Krampus asks.

"We don't have any smelling salts. This isn't the Victorian era." I run my hands through my hair. "Though honestly, the way they're always going on about proper courtship, maybe we should."

"Perhaps I should have maintained my human disguise longer." Krampus scratches behind his horns. "Your Earth customs are still confusing to me."

"No." I take his massive hand in mine, admiring how the tiny pink plastic ring sparkles against his blue fur. "This is exactly how it should be. No more pretending. No more hiding who we are or what we mean to each other."

Sam wraps her arms around both our legs. "Does this mean we get to have a space wedding?"

"First," I say, "we need to figure out what to do about your grandparents when they wake up."

CHAPTER 24

KRAMPUS

"Put this on." Mel hands me a silk scarf.

"What's this for?"

"Just do it." Her scales glisten in the dim light, making my heart race.

I tie the blindfold, sitting on the edge of her bed. The mattress creaks under my weight. "This better not be a trick."

"Patience, big guy." Her footsteps pad across the carpet, followed by rustling fabric. "No peeking."

"I am a fearsome warrior. I do not peek."

"Sure you don't." The closet door opens and closes. More rustling. "Okay, you can look now."

I pull off the blindfold. My breath catches. Mel stands before me in a shimmering blue gown that matches my fur perfectly. The fabric clings to her curves, showing just enough skin - or rather, scales - to drive me wild.

"Well?" She does a little twirl. "Do you like it?"

I grab her waist and pull her onto the bed with me. "Here's a hint."

"You look stunning," I growl, pulling her closer. My fingers trace the scales along her jaw, tilting her chin up. Our lips meet,and it's like a fucking explosion. She tastes sweet, like candy canes and sin.

"You're not so bad yourself, big guy," she whispers against my mouth. Her hands explore my chest, tracing the muscles through my shirt. I can feel her heart racing, matching the rhythm of my own.

I trail kisses down her neck, nipping at her collarbone. She gasps, arching into me. My hand slides up her leg, savoring the smooth scales beneath my fingertips. I hike up her skirt, revealing more of her thigh.

"Krampus," she breathes, a warning and a plea all at once.

"Shh, I've got you," I murmur, my hand disappearing under her skirt. I cup her pussy, feeling the heat and wetness through her panties. "Fuck, Mel, you're soaked."

She moans, bucking against my hand. I slip my fingers inside her panties, stroking her slick folds. Her breath hitches as I find her clit, circling it with my thumb.

I bring my fingers to my mouth, sucking off her juices. "You taste like heaven," I groan, diving back in for more.

She clutches at my shoulders, her body trembling as I fuck her with my fingers. I can feel her orgasm building, her inner walls clenching around me.

"Come for me, Mel," I command, curling my fingers inside her. She cries out, her body convulsing as she comes undone. I keep my fingers moving, riding out her orgasm with her.

She collapses against me, panting. I wrap my arms around her, holding her close. Her eyes flutter open, meeting mine.

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