Page 14 of Dirty December

“Such a good naughty elf. You’d like it if I...” Klaus rubs his fingers over my cheeks without touching the trembling pucker between them.

“I would.”

“Would what? Tell Santa what you want for Christmas.”

My cheeks must be redder than his old velvet suit by now. “Fuck my ass.”

Klaus seems shocked but pleased. “Right now?Tonight?”

“Yes.”

“Before we’ve even made love in the ‘old-fashioned, boring way’? Perhaps this last century and a half has left me in the dust.”

“No! No, it hasn’t, really. I don’t care how or when we do things. I just want to make sure you know. That you can have any of me. All of me. If you want me to prove that you can have me in any way or at any time, I would.”

Klaus settles back across me, pinning me under his warm body as he sucks greedily on my other nipple. His fingers delve and dip in between my cheeks, teasing my anus without pushing in.

“Any way? Any time? What about... What about in the great hall after Christmas dinner?”

I blink in surprise. Tomorrow night will be packed. Kris will be the center of attention. We shouldn’t ruin his moment of glory with a possible tawdry escapade.

But Klaus is waiting for my answer. “Yes.”

“If I wanted to go sit in my old workshop and told you to sit on my lap—with your pussy stretched around my cock, would you do it?”

“Of course.”

“And on the sleigh ride home? I want to be buried in you completely the whole journey.”

Two or three hours spread around Klaus’ cock? I’ll start to ache. Would I be whimpering to get off? Would he keep getting me off, rubbing my clit with a firm hand to give my sore, swollen pussy relief?

I nod excitedly. “As long as you want me to, I’ll sit there.”

With a particularly hard suck, Klaus pushes his finger inside my ass, causing the ring of muscle to shudder and complain. “You were always the best. Uncomplaining. Dutiful. Helpful. Are you sure this is something you want? Because... Because I don’t just want this for one night. I want this for the rest of my mortal life, Eirwen. I want to claim you as mine and keep you with me... One lustful old polar bear cherishing his sweet little hare for the rest of his days. Maybe you should tell me now if you’d even consider a—”

“Yes! Oh, God, yes. For the rest of your mortal days,” I whisper, heart hammering against my ribs.

Klaus looks at me in surprise, then nods.

Does he honestly think I only want him for sexual things?

I guess I’ve made it clear I’m his plaything. But that’sbecauseI want to be with him! I want him so badly that I’d be nothing but a trinket to pose and play with if it would let me stay with him.

“We’ll talk more about that later. You know, I could see your Christmas Wish, but you couldn’t see mine. I think I’ll have to show you.”

Chapter Four

Klaus easily moves me to the thick pillows at the top of the bed, his finger still deep in my ass. My own fingers, slender, small elf-sized fingers, have been in there. His finger is like an elf’s cock, and his above-average human cock will be the equivalent of being fucked by a giant.

I think that’s what’s going to happen next. I know I should ask for a break so we can get some lubricant—but maybe he doesn’t have any with him. I sure as heck didn’t pack any.

“You’ll see.” Klaus always seems to read my mind.

To some, it would be annoying. To me, it is comforting.

“We’ll get you ready for another time. Some time when we have lots of privacy and a long, long time alone. Maybe days. Weeks. A little house in the mountains, Eirwen, where the sun shines most of the year.”

Pine Ridge. He wants me to go with him?

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