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Warm lips nuzzling her nipple, woke her. Well, so far, not awkward.
“Good morning,” she said. He looked so cute with his hair mussed. The lacy peach gown had hardly any bodice. Daniel was taking full advantage of that fact.
“Thanks for the lingerie. It’s pretty.”
“What’s under is prettier,” he said, lips and tongue still busy at her breast.
“You be on top this time.” His voice was rough. He shifted and pulled her around so she was astride his hips. She bent down and they kissed while his hands continued to pluck and roll her nipples. She could feel the moisture building in her pussy, a heated thrill running through her. Her fingers found his small hard nipples and she played, causing him to moan into their kiss.
She had on a lace thong, part of the set, which he pulled to the side to slide a finger over her swollen clit. “But one of these times I want to take you on your hands and knees, so I can see your ass, and those dimples.” He spoke in a gruff voice. She could feel herself blushing, but the idea was equally hot and embarrassing. She was always dismayed at the size of her butt.
He laughed. “Trust me, I’ll have no derogatory thoughts about your ass.”
He gripped her hips and yanked her forward, until she was high on his chest. “Gonna have a little treat. Get up here.” He directed her up to his mouth so her clit was right at his lips. He took a deep breath through his nose, which made his nostrils flare in an intriguing way. “You smell delicious.”
Large, strong hands cupped her buttocks, massaging and squeezing. His lips and tongue attacked her clit and she froze above him at the intensity of the movements. He sucked at her, pulling her labia then her clit into his mouth, pulling, tugging with sensuous skill.
She could hear herself making fast gasping sounds...she could hear the liquid sounds of his sucking and licking. She came in a fast, blinding ecstasy and wasn’t even aware of falling heavily onto his face.
With his hands directing her she slid down his bare chest, leaving a wet trail, until she met his blunt cock, tingling from the tiny sparkles. She managed to rise up and help him guide it inside. She was impaled, he fit so deep. She stared at him in shock and he gave her a crooked smile. “Glide up, sweetheart. You’re in control now.”
Her hands slid on his chest, helping her gain balance and she rose up then slid down, shallowly. She did that a number of times. Daniel was breathing hard, his carved lips parted, head thrown back against the pillows. She continued shallow riding until he shoved his hips upward, deeply, meeting her with a force that shook through her body. It didn’t hurt, but it took her breath away, and for a moment she couldn’t move.
“Ahh, Merri. I’m losing control,” he groaned. He helped her move up, then pulled her down hard again, shoving his cock deep within.
“It’s okay. I think I’m getting used to...ah...the size.”
“Good.” He gripped her hips and when she slid down his slick rod he yanked her down, so that she could feel his coarse pubic hair and hard pubic bone against her clit. He swiveled her hips, making her clit grind against him. She pulled up, but every down thrust was a grind. “I’m not so in control now,” she gasped out.
“It’s good this way,” he said through gritted teeth.
“Oh yes.” A deep, forceful thrust sent shattering pleasure deep into her, a hard, clenching come that left her gasping for breath.
He cried out and slammed her pussy down his cock one last time, coming in powerful pulsing thrusts.
* * * *
“AFTER WE SHOWER I’M going to set up a search that will alert me, so I don’t have to be stuck at the globe all day. We’ll eat something...and the tree needs to be trimmed.” He rolled onto his side. “I could trim it magically but thought we might enjoy doing it ourselves.”
“While you’re doing the globe thing I could see about breakfast.”
He grimaced. “There’s lots of cold cereal.”
She grinned. “I used to be a short order cook, maybe I can whip something up.”
The kitchen was very well stocked so while she cooked a stack of fluffy pancakes with bacon and eggs on the side, she thawed out a beautiful roast for later. They would have a very nice meal for Christmas Eve.
“I found some great food in your freezer. I’ve got it de-frosting so we can have a nice dinner.”
“Wonderful. I am really tired of my own cooking.” He stuffed a large bite of pancake into his mouth and followed it with a swallow of strong coffee.
“Why can’t you just fix a meal by magic?”
He grimaced. “It doesn’t work. Growing things, food, cooked meals, those are a very elemental and powerful type of magic in themselves. Nothing I can do would even touch such things. Only the old gods have that type of power, and they don’t use it much anymore.”
“There are gods? Really?”
“Yes, gods of legend you probably learned of in school. Pan, Baucus, Gaia. But they are in a distant dimension, and difficult to reach nowadays.”
“Wow.” She shook her head. “It is hard to wrap my mind around. How did you get involved in all this?”
“My parents were wizards, so I was raised to be one also.”
Daniel helped himself to more food. “What are you studying at school?”
“Library science,” she said. “I know, it’s old maidish and not exciting, but it’s important work, storing and cataloging information.”
Daniel’s eyes widened. “A librarian is a noble profession, very ancient. Wizard librarians are highly respected.”
“Well, I could never be a wizard librarian. I can’t do magic or understand how anyone could.”
Daniel grinned. “Oh, stick around. You’d be surprised what you might pick up.”
Merri wrinkled her nose at his teasing. “Yeah, right. Why don’t you show me that clean-up magic trick?”
They had a fun day, swimming , making love, watching Christmas movies and trimming the tree. Merri made a batch of Christmas cookies in the afternoon and set Daniel to decorating—without magic—when a silver globe popped into the kitchen.
Daniel peered into it then looked up. He smiled at her and a thrill ran through her. The glint in his eyes suggested that he had more attention to give.
Wizards sure have stamina! She grinned back. This was the nicest Christmas she’d had in years.
“Well, look at that.” Daniel said.
“I can’t.” The silver sphere was just a silver sphere to her.
“Oh.” He did something to the globe and suddenly she could see something that looked like a torn balloon.
“The breach?”
“Yes, and you’ll never believe where it’s coming from,” Daniel shook his head. Another picture appeared, a sweaty white-haired man barking out orders, wearing a red suit trimmed in white fur.
“Santa, we need to talk.”
Santa turned, his blue eyes wide. “Daniel? Now? On my busiest night of the year?”
“There is a breach from the North Pole, letting horrock demons onto earth.”
“Oh. Well, that is a problem then.” He pulled on his beard.
“They targeted this young woman and I had to rescue her. What are horrock demons doing at the North Pole, anyway?”
Santa frowned and scrubbed his sweaty forehead with a handkerchief. “Ahh, did you know I remarried? Let me get my wife. Those demons are her pets.”
A woman appeared, with navy blue skin and shiny golden eyes, in a form fitting shiny gold gown to match. At first Merri thought her hair was in dread locks, but then one of the locks rose up and hissed, shooting out a little snake tongue.
“Ahh, hello, Loag. I didn’t get an invitation to the wedding,” Daniel said.
“My ssssissster objected. We eloped.” Loag moved sensually as she spoke, wrapping an arm around her chubby spouse.
Santa cleared his throat, “Let me introduce you to Loag, demi-goddess and youngest sister of Maog.” His expression was one of adoration as he looked at his blue-skinned wife.
“This is Merri, the woman I rescued from the horrocks.”
“Maog, with the fertilization plans?” Merri whispered to Daniel.
“Yes,” he whispered back.
“I ssee you have our Chrisstmass gift,” Loag said. “Iss she not perrrrfect for you? I conssulted my oracless, and they all indicated the young misss wass desssstined for you.”
“Oh,” said Santa, frowning. “I had the missus send our Christmas gifts this year.”
“Your last wife sent cookies,” Daniel said.
“Ahh, yes. Agnes left me for a dwarf king. Jewels, he had piles of them. No annoying elves, either. You know how she felt about elves.” Santa shrugged. “Last New Year.”
“Ahh,” said Daniel. “I hadn’t heard.”
“Well, we kept it on the down low. So much gossip. But then I met Loag while on a much needed vacation to a tropical spot. How could I resist such a beauty? She made me whole again.” Santa and Loag indulged in a public display of affection that made Merri blush.
“I will recall my petsss and clossse the breach. They would not have harrrrmed herrrr. They were only to deposssit herrrr at the Dark Tower,” Loag said when she came up for air.
Santa looked even sweatier than before.
“Have a very merry holiday.” Loag glided away. The hem of her gown was sewn to resembles snakes, and they undulated as she walked.
“She takes gift giving very seriously,” Santa said. “That’s one of the things that made me fall in love with her.”
“Maog will ccceassse badgerrrring you to fertilizze her eggsss,” Loag called back to them. “An added bonusss.”
“How...lovely. A wonderful gift, and so unexpected. Thanks so much, and congratulations on your marriage,” Daniel said. “I’ll let you get back to your business.”
Daniel made the globe solid silver again.
“Those serpent goddesses, always wildcards,” he said, shaking his head.
“I need to wash my eyes,” Merri said.
Daniel laughed and transported them to the living room.
“So, Santa is real, and really does presents on Christmas Eve?”
“In just one dimension. But he once did it here, long ago. He’s semi-retired.”
Merri found herself dressed in an ermine trimmed, green silk negligee.
“I suggest we forget about them and have an evening of tree trimming and other holiday festivities,” he said. The smell of roasting meat wafted in from the kitchen. A fluffy red rug appeared before the roaring fireplace. Flutes of champagne popped onto the mantel. Christmas melodies filled the air.
He frowned. “Unless you have somewhere to go. The horrock demons aren’t a problem anymore, so you don’t have to stay. But I would like you to stay.”
Merri smiled and moved close to him, until the tips of her breasts were against his chest. “I don’t want to go home to a Christmas all alone. And I want to know more about Loag’s oracles, and how accurate their prophecies are.”
Daniel pulled her down on the fluffy rug. “Well, I don’t want to alarm you, but Maog and Loag are known for their accuracy. Snake goddesses and all. Very accomplished. My library is full of records about them.”
“I would like to see that.”
“What if our research finds the oracle is correct?” He nuzzled her neck.
“We would have to do our own study, add our own documentation.”
“That could take time.” Daniel traced the fuzzy ermine on the bodice of her gown.
“Then we should start our research right away.” She pulled his head down for a kiss that would make Santa and Loag blush.