Page 10 of Santa's Knotty Workshop

I set the bag on the dresser and stepped forward, unable to tear my eyes away from the sight of him. His body was writhing with need, aching and vulnerable in a way I had never seen before. The heat between us was palpable, drawing me closer and closer until I could almost feel it burning through my skin. This was going to be a heat we’d never forget.

Sitting on the edge of his bed, my hand moved in gentle strokes down his quivering flank.

“I got everything on your list.”

“You. I only need you.”

The warmth of his skin radiated through my fingers as I whispered, “You’ve got me, love. You’ve got me.” His body trembled beneath my touch, but I could feel the tension slowly dissipating as he leaned into my hand, seeking my touch.

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

Percy whimpered and arched into my touch, desperate for more contact. His hard, aching cock strained against the thin fabric of his satiny underwear, begging to be released. The temptation to tear them off and take him right then and therewas overwhelming. But I resisted, wanting to make our first time special. I planned to worship every inch of his virgin body with the attention it deserved. I traced my fingertips along the defined ridges of his abs, down to the trail of soft hair leading to his cock.

My lips followed their path, placing delicate kisses along the path, savoring the taste of him. With each touch and caress, Percy’s moans grew louder and more urgent.

Carefully, I peeled his underwear down his legs and tossed it aside. Percy shivered as the cool air hit his overheated skin. His engorged cock stood proudly at attention, the rosy tip already beaded with pre-cum. He was so ready for me.

“P-please...” Percy begged, spreading his thighs further apart. An open invitation. My mouth watered at the sexy sight.

Settling between his legs, I locked eyes with him as I lowered my head. He needed to come.

Percy’s breath hitched when my lips glided over his sensitive tip, teasing the slit with the barest flick of my tongue.

I took him into my mouth, enveloping him as fully as I could. The soft caresses of my tongue and lips danced over his skin, sending shivers down his spine as he lost himself in the sensation. He was so responsive. Every nerve in my body was alive. I knew the heat would be intense, but this surpassed all expectations. I relished the taste and feel of him on my tongue.

Percy cried out, hands fisting in the sheets.

I set a steady rhythm, working him with long, languid strokes. Each touch of my lips and tongue eased a gasp or moan of pure pleasure from Percy’s lips. The way he enthusiastically bucked his hips to meet each bob of my head nearly had me coming in my pants.

His body arched in desperation as he chased his release, his fingers clutching at the sheets in a powerful grip. I savored every sound and every movement he made, lost in the sensation of it all.

He needed a release, and then, it was time to move us to some place more private. My mate would spend the rest of his heat in my bed with me.

I swirled my tongue around his swollen shaft and sucked in, hollowing my cheeks on the way back up his length. Percy’s thighs trembled, his movements becoming frantic and uncoordinated as he neared his climax. He was so close.

With a final, powerful suck, Percy came. His back arched off the mattress as his cum shot down my throat. I eagerly swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of him on my tongue.

Once our bodies had cooled and our breaths steadied, I gathered Percy into my arms. He nuzzled into my chest with a contented sigh, spent and sated for the moment. But I knew this was only the beginning. There would be many more rounds ahead of us.

“That was...” His eyes fluttered shut.

“It was that and so much more.” I kissed his forehead. “Let me get you dressed and to my place. I want you all to myself.”

“Yes, Santa. Take me home.”

Chapter 7

Percy

Six Days Until Christmas Eve

Nick carried me in his arms as we made our way to his suite. That area of the workshop hadn’t been on the welcome tour. I had no concept of where it was. Since my heat was in full swing, time both slowed to a crawl and went by way too fast. I had my face buried in his chest, inhaling his sweet masculine scent, so I didn’t pay any attention to the world around me. Eventually, he placed me on a bed on the massive bed. The soft, velvety red comforter felt like heaven against my skin. I turned myhead and rubbed my cheek against the material. It was cool and comforting against the heat that pulsed under my skin.

Nick let out a low growl from where he stood at the end of the bed. My eyes opened fully then and took in the sight of him. Later, I would examine my surroundings and get a feel for the decor in my mate’s suite, but right then, all I saw was Nick.

He grabbed my ankles and gently tugged me toward the end of the bed, then pulled off the pajamas that he had carefully put on me.

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