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“Mhmm, then relax and enjoy the sleigh ride, little doe.”
She kissed me again, harder and more fiercely this time. Her nails offered a delicious bite to my nipples that added a sharpness to the pleasure. Felicity’s dildo at my ass continued teasing me, circling more and more there as if it was trying to decide when to strike. When it did, it entered me slowly until it had nowhere else to go. Even though I knew it was made of air, it felt solid and tangible inside me. Then Felicity pumped it in and out of me at the same rhythm as Merry. Every few thrusts, their dildos both grew in size, giving me the most amazing stretch and burn and purepleasure. I had never felt so full. There were places that I had never known anyone could reach that they hit, and I rode them as stars danced across my vision.
Our moans quickly grew into screams. Their pace became frantic and unforgiving. Even with the brutal speed, there was something about Felicity’s breath tangling with my own, about Merry’s grip on my thigh as if to mark me, about our crescendoing pleasure. It was like they were taking what they wanted from me, while also giving me so much more back.
It was maddening.
It was amazing.
It was addicting.
It was…everything.
When we came, our screams rattled the windows, a typhoon that shook furniture and the walls around us. We continued riding each other through the aftershocks, sending ourselves into another orgasm.
I was pretty sure that I blacked out for a moment from the intensity of it all.
When I fluttered my eyes open, I looked down at Merry’s dripping fingers, realizing that I had also squirted for the first time in my life.
“Oh, my gods, I-I’m so sorry! That has never happened to me before!” I apologized.
“I don’t think I heard Moose complaining, Bambi,” Felicity said.
Merry stood up and put her fingers in Felicity’s mouth. She moaned, her eyes rolling back as she tasted me. It was beautifully obscene, and my pussy throbbed at the sight as if it hadn’t just got pounded by multiple back-to-back orgasms.
Merry smirked devilishly when she looked over at me. “Don’t worry, little doe, we will happily clean up all of your messes. You are my favorite drink.”
I lost count early in on how many ways we fucked and how many orgasms I had. I didn’t know what time it was when we finally passed out either, but the room was starting to brighten with the rising day before Felicity closed the curtain with a remote. When we did fall asleep, we were a tangled mess of limbs and hair and love as we slept where we had landed from the last round of sex. I had never felt so satisfied, so warm in the cozy heat that settled into my bones like an open fire that would never die and always welcomed you every snowy night. I had also never felt so cared for. I had just met them, but alreadycould never see my life without them. Well, I had never been able to see my life without them anyway, but this took on a whole new meaning.
As I watched Merry snoring like a polar bear and Felicity’s face softened by dreams, my heart swelled. A smile widened on my face. I didn’t say those three words, but I felt them. When I closed my eyes, I could see this as our forever. The taste of the both of them lingered on my tongue, blending into a mix that tasted like holiday magic, all with the undercurrent of cinnamon. I even caught it in my own scent as if the spice bound us together. I wondered if my scent had adapted to smell like that after such a long night of being around my mates or if it had always been like that and I had never noticed.
CHAPTER 5
AWARDS CEREMONY
CHRISTMAS EVE NIGHT
Iclosed the locker door, grateful to be on the other side of it this time.
Like I did every time, I marveled at my name etched in the frosted glass. Above it and the window of the locker in large, curling cursive was the title:Dasher. I brushed my fingers over the title and my plate as if they might disappear if I blinked. It still didn’t feel real, even after all this time.
I smiled. It had been almost three months, and I still couldn’t believe I had my own locker in the Stable. To this day, I couldn’t come into the locker room without remembering Orientation Day. Hell, I couldn’t look at Cupid’s locker at all. Even though it had been repaired before the Reindeer Games, I still blushed when I saw it.
Crazy considering how many times me and my mates had done it in here since.
Around me, the Nine moved with easy confidence as we all slipped into our enchanted flight suits that shimmered withmagic as we zipped ourselves in. Flexible and breathable, they were bespelled to remain on us when we shifted back from the run. They were custom-made to fit our bodies just like Santa’s suit. I was worried at first that the elves would dread having to make a suit for me and my more plus-size body, but instead of being weird about it, they wereecstatic. They leaped up and down with excitement at the prospect. Mrs. Claus, the one in charge of how Santa and his team looked among so many other things around the North Pole, shared their eagerness.
“It’s about time this place got a breath of fresh air. You are just what we need,” she praised, hugging me close. She reminded me so much of my own mother, tears had welled in my eyes. It was just another time when it truly hit me that I had made it.
After the Reindeer Games ended, everything had happened so fast. The rankings were revealed in a snowstorm of tension. Merrilee was still Prancer, the perfect role for her. In the closest final tally in the history of the Games, Felicity was given the post of Rudolph by two teeny tiny points across our total scores. I was far from upset. I couldn’t be prouder. I never wanted to be Rudolph anyway, wanting just to be a part of the Nine. My mother and sisters had rushed the field. My mates lifted me into the air and kissed me likeIhad won the top spot. I don’t think I stopped crying that whole night.
Chrissy, on the other hand, had been humiliated.
When she ranked as a Second-String Light alternate, Chrissy had shrieked about how we must have cheated and how unfair it was that we were the Top Three of the Nine. Coach Tannebaum shut her down without hesitation.
“Numbers and skill don’t lie, Christine, and neither does your attitude. There’s nothing in the rules about mates being on the same team. We should be celebrating that we finally have ourfirst out and proud members of the Nine, not finding a way to take it from them.”
Then, Coach Tannenbaum did something else unprecedented: she kicked Chrissy off the Nine.
