Page 15 of Christmas Wishes
He didn’t know anyone who’d been banished before. Was he being made an example of? A player like him, a destined leader like him? If he could fall, then anyone could?
“What a mess.” Of course he wasn’t sure he if he was referring to the rules or to himself. It probably wouldn’t do any good to dwell on it, either.
He grabbed a cookie from the basket Tomas left on the counter. The wreath shaped chocolate cookie made him smile. It looked like the ones Blix had been putting out for display when Rand saw her last. It was decorated with frosting and sparkling sugars. He sniffed it and could swear he smelled Blix.
She’d always smelled like sugar and cinnamon. Sweet with a hint of spice. “I should’ve told her how I felt,” he said to the empty room. “I should’ve told her.” He tore into the cellophane wrapper holding the cookie, took a bite, then headed for the shower.
He should’ve asked her out, dated her, opened up to her, taken her to bed and not let her out until she’d agreed to marry him. He should’ve talked to her about his doubts, about the difference he wasn’t sure they made in the world anymore. Maybe if he’d confided in her, she’d have been able to help him before things got to this point.
Instead, you played it cool, dumbass.
Rand finished off the cookie and stepped into the shower, letting the water cascade across his body. As soon as the water heated his skin, he was fully erect. Humans saw elves and the creatures of the North Pole as cute and cuddly and wholesome and for the most part, they were. But there were other, more primal and animalistic urges that ran through them, too. Erotic desires. They weren’t so innocent. No more than humans were.
And his desire for Blix was all too real.
He gripped his cock in his hand, leaned back against the stone wall of the shower enclosure, and began stroking. He closed his eyes, seeing the elf in his mind. She was smiling up at him, her dark hair flowing over her shoulders, her petite, curvy body bared to his gaze, her eyes sparkling.
Just the vision floating in his head and he was lost, giving himself over to the pleasurable sensations coursing through him. His fist tightened, the tips of his fingers barely touching the edge of his palm. His length and width nothing special for his size. What he wouldn’t give now for just one night with Blix, just once in the heat between her legs, just once…
Rand’s orgasm flowed swiftly all over his hand as he imagined Blix waiting for him in the bed that was now his, in the cabin that was now his home.
For long moments, he stayed where he was, leaning against the wall. He didn’t move. He didn’t open his eyes. His mind, blank.
Until the water started to cool.
Rand soaped his hair and body quickly, then rinsed, turned the water off, and dried himself. After getting dressed and starting a fire with some wood and kindling he found near the fireplace, he grabbed another cookie from the basket and settled on the couch.
He was tired and relaxed. His reindeer was calm for the moment. He could rest. He would locate the nearest town first thing in the morning and head out for some supplies. He would need much more to sustain him for the long haul than the sparse offerings in the small kitchen.
