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The sudden apropos cries were a trigger for Lars. He threw his head back with a roar and did just that, bringing himself to release with a few hard thrusts of his ready cock, cum spraying all over Pip’s back.

Erik jerked in surprise at Donna’s intrusion, but Pip didn’t release him. He sucked that dick as if his life depended on it, his technique quickly bringing Erik back to focus. Erik groaned as the smaller elf did something with his eager tongue. Lars collapsed, stroking his own cum up his spent penis, glazed eyes fixated on the elves above him.

“Damn,” Donna whispered, tilting her head to the side to watch Pip taking Erik deeper still.

“Tell me about it,” I murmured, staring, pulse throbbing beneath my skin as I came down from yet another orgasm.

We all knew when Erik shot his load. His face contorted, and he announced it to the entire North Pole. “Oh, fuck, Pip! Fuck! I’m coming!”

Pip frantically clutched at Erik as he emptied himself in a hedonistic frenzy, hips bucking, and sweat flying. I swore I could come again, just from the hot sounds they made.

Donna’s hand absently stroked her nipples. “Um,” she muttered before shaking her head and clearing her throat. “Um, sorry, but you guys gotta get out. Santa finished early. He’ll be here in ten minutes.”










Chapter Seven

“Ten minutes?” I repeated, jumping to my feet, pleasure forgotten. “What?”

Donna had already begun gathering up the boys’ clothing, tossing it at them haphazardly. “Those new supersonic reindeer have him two hours ahead of schedule!”

“I fucking hate reindeer!” I tossed a shirt at Erik, resisting the urge to stomp my foot in a tantrum.

The Dark Elf blinked in confusion, removing the shirt that landed on his head.

The blood obviously hadn’t left his cock and returned to his brain yet.

Men, they just had to turn into brainless jellyfish after sex, didn’t they? Where was a clever lezzy when I needed one?

“Don’t just stand there staring at me,” I told Erik. “Get dressed! The party’s over! He’s almost here!”

The man jumped like I’d slapped him. Clarity returned to his poison-green eyes, and he threw the shirt on, only to realize the small garment didn’t belong to him. He pulled it off and handed it to a frantic Pip. On the floor still, Lars yanked on his blue silk pants, heedless of the sticky cum mess drying on the soft hairs of his chest.

Pip, wobbly on his feet, clambered after his clothing. “Shit! Shit! Shit! We’re gonna get in so much trouble! Now I’ll never get that promotion in Electronics!”

“Why?” Lars’s pretty face curled up in a sneer. “Because you were having a little fun?”

“Yes, exactly!” Pip said, exasperated yet looking close to tears.

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