to wake up to it, but even that has a certain charm.”
He paused while pulling off his boots. “You know that I only wear that because I let the humans control the glamour.”
His hair was sliding around his pointed ears, the scarred gleam of his chest was visible through the strands, and the muscles of his stomach were bunched as he balanced on one foot.
She reached out with her leg and pushed him over.
He shouted and thudded as he hit the ground.
Ru giggled madly and turned to her side to watch him struggle to pry his boots off from his sitting position.
“Why did you do that?”
She shrugged. “I owed you. When we are even, I will let you know.” She grinned. “Plus, it was funny and I am what I am.”
He yanked off his second boot with a pop, and he got to his feet. “You haven’t been this mischievous in a while.”
When he was naked, she welcomed him into her embrace. “Says the man missing eight reindeer the week before Christmas.”
“Oh, shut up.”
He kissed her giggles quiet, and they rolled together on the snowflake-printed quilt, alternately wrestling and caressing each other until she was astride him and easing him into her.
Santa grinned. “Is this your Christmas wish?”
She laughed. “Christmas I will be sleeping, but it is my Boxing Day desire.”
Ru eased onto him and closed her eyes at the sensation of heat and fullness. She may not feel the cold, but this was a kind of heat she wanted to get used to.
His beautiful blue eyes closed as she started to move on him. The fall of his hair surrounded his head like a halo of silken snowflakes.
His body was bronze and marked with battles of centuries past. Every inch of him was beloved to her. The man who had sought her out and freed her before she had to do something drastic.
She rode him slowly, loving the feel of him sliding inside her, and he seemed to enjoy it so much that he rolled with her, thrust into her again and set his own rhythm.
He grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head, weaving his fingers with hers as he lowered his chest onto hers. The full contact was wonderful, the pressure against her breasts made her skin come alive and the ruby around her neck glowed and pulsed as they rocked, thrust and retreated together.
The light outside shifted from daylight into darkness while they rocked together, no rush on their time. Pleasure rose and fell, swelled and ebbed, and still, they moved as one.
When she couldn’t hold back anymore, she shoved and twisted until she was on top once again. She furiously circled her hips while holding his hands above his head. Her breath came in sharp gasps, and she finally moaned, throwing her head back so that her hair cascaded down her back.
The light under her skin swelled, and as Santa gripped her hips and thrust upward with a growl of his own, she felt the energy inside her complete.
Pleasure pulsed through her limbs, but power glowed around them before coalescing and flying through the closed window.
Ru slowly collapsed on Santa’s chest and smiled. “So, what was that?”
He chuckled and stroked her hair. “I think we just made a new earth spirit.”
She rested against him, calm and content. A new spirit. Yeah, that summed up their union. There was going to be a new spirit this Christmas, and it was going to start with them and expand out to her eight reindeer and their mates.
* * * *
Perfect. Rudolph was perfect. The heat from her body enveloping his cock had taken all of his concentration to work with, and it wasn’t until she was astride him again with those glowing breasts and gleaming body his for the taking that his control cracked.
Her stamina was incredible. He had felt small, rhythmic pulses around him throughout their coupling, but it wasn’t until she had worked for her own orgasm that she really let go.
For so many years, he had thought of her as the child he had first seen in the forest. Their time apart had done nothing to change his opinion,