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  “Really?”

  “Really.”

  “And just what did you expect, Angie?” He gazed at her quizzically.

  “I certainly didn’t expect it to be like a woodland area. It reminds me of being in Scotland or England or something like that. It’s all green and light, yet with the darker woods…it’s like being in an ancient forest. I expected bigger windows on everyone’s houses and I guess much brighter colors.”

  “Why’s that?’

  She sighed and pondered the question for a few moments before answering. “You’re in a place that has eternal night for almost six months of the year. The sun is fleeting when it does arrive and the summer is very short. I would think that you’d want to maximize the light within the rooms and you would need bigger windows to allow all the light to shine in.” Angie stopped to emphasize her point. “But I come in here and it’s like taking a walk in the forest, regardless of the windows. It even smells that way, for goodness sake.”

  “You know it’s not completely dark during the winter.”

  “Why do you say that?”

  “Let’s see, what time is it?” Ardan looked at his watch and stood up. “Come on, I’ll show you.”

  “Are you kidding? We’ll freeze out there!”

  “Look,” he pointed to the window, “the snow stopped a little bit ago. And I’d bet you that the night air is clear and crisp. I promise you’ll be warm.” He stood up and held a hand toward her.

  Angie sat and looked at his hand for a moment before taking it. The charged feelings rose quickly to the surface but she pushed them back down. She had to keep her emotions in check. Right now it was enough to be close to the man.

  Slowly, he walked to the door with her in tow. Grabbing a blanket from the basket next to the door, he whisked it around both of them. “We won’t be out there long enough to freeze but we might take a slight chill.” He opened the door and pulled her along to edge of the front porch. “I think we’re just in time.” Ardan looked at the night sky.

  Angie shivered. “What?” Little by little, she turned her head in the general direction where he looked.

  At first, she caught a glimpse and then she fully turned her face upward. The sky was awash with a pale greenish light. In spirals and waves, it appeared to be moving, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but always with brilliant brightness. For a few moments she stood and watched before another shiver caught her off guard. “Sorry. But just what is that?”

  Ardan pulled her tighter. “It’s the northern lights, the Aurora Borealis.”

  “You mean the thing caused by the Earth’s magnetic field?” She looked at him through hooded lashes. He had to know just how much he affected her with his closeness. All her senses were on high sexual alert. It took everything in her to keep her heart from not beating out of her chest.

  He continued to look at the light show for a few more minutes. “Yes, it’s caused by the magnetic field. But we tell another story about them.”

  “And that is?”

  He looked down at her then with troubled eyes. “We artic elves have a legend about lost lovers. Or maybe you would call them found.”

  She grinned then. “What’s the legend?”

  “In the realm of the first Earth, there were two elves. One always wanted to stay home and do everything he was told while his mate loved to help people. She would do whatever was necessary so her people could thrive and prosper. One day she was called away and while she was gone the eternal night that you mentioned had begun and she couldn’t find her way home. Her mate was so lost without her that he prayed for seven days and seven nights to the gods to bring her home. At the end of the seventh day, the night sky lit up with what we call the Aurora Borealis and she was able to find her way home by its light.”

  “That’s a nice legend. It’s great that they got back together.”

  “I suppose.” He reached up and gently caressed the side of her face.

  “You suppose?” Angie leaned into his hand and rubbed her check tenderly in his palm.

  “If you like that sort of thing,” he whispered and tilted her face upward. “The Celts had a whole different legend. And if I recall it correctly, it had a lot to do with war.”

  Angie almost panicked. This was the very thing they said they wouldn’t do. But she couldn’t help herself. Her body was meant for sin and this was the man she wanted to perform the act with right now. Unhurriedly, he leaned in until his lips were almost touching hers.

  “I really shouldn’t you know,” he breathed, his breath caressing her lips and face.

  “I know.”

  Firm lips pressed against hers and it wasn’t long till his warm tongue sought entrance to her mouth. She could feel every muscle in his body and the bulge caressing her stomach got larger with each thrust of his tongue. Grabbing his tongue gently with her teeth, she sucked on it before allowing him to take it back. Reaching her hand out of the warmth of the blanket, she gently rolled her fingers around his ear relishing the feel of the pointy top.

  Ardan pulled back. “Do you know what that does to an elf?” he whispered, and touched his forehead to hers while clasping her face with one hand.

  “I have some idea. I asked Jedrick to show me once.” She didn’t hedge. Her reply was strong and confident. Angie knew what she wanted and she planned to get it.

  He breathed in her scent for a moment or two longer. “Leave it to my brother. Let’s go back inside.” He opened the door and practically dragged her behind him. Shutting the door with a slam, he guided her to the couch. “If we start this there will be no turning back.”

  She bit at her lips and licked them nervously. “I know.”

  Pushing her onto the couch, he sat down beside her heavily. Sighing, he slowly turned to face her. Reaching out his hand, he lifted her braid from her shoulder. “May I?”

  Not trusting herself to speak, Angie could only nod. His hands were so gentle, she didn’t even wince when he pulled the rubber band from her hair that she had so hastily put in what seemed like hours ago. Her hair was long, but she had never really considered just how long. She was able to watch his hands unwind the braid ever so easily. Once completed, he ran his long fingers through her hair.

  “Beautiful,” he breathed, “just beautiful.” He buried his face into the ebony tresses for a few seconds before lifting them and pressing his lips against her neck.

  She shivered with delight and pulled his head close. Leaning back onto the couch, she drew him with her. Tugging his head away from her neck, she forced him to take her lips. Returning kiss for kiss, she opened her mouth to allow him easy access to all she had to offer. Caressing wherever her hands touched, she was amazed at how soft and warm his skin felt to her fingertips. This was what she had yearned for; this was what she had wanted.

  All her nerve endings tingled with desire. Gently, she pulled his bottom lip into her mouth and gently sucked on it. His weight shifted until he lay fully on top of her. She could feel his unrestrained desire pressing against her leg. As if to show her intention, she moved his hand over her lips and tugged one of his digits into her mouth, sucking on it voraciously without control. And she knew exactly what she did to him.

  “Touch me,” he whispered, “really touch me.”

  The simple request surprised her. “Alright.”

  Pulling his shirt out of his pants, she lovingly caressed each new section of exposed skin. He was very smooth and his abdominal muscles very tight. Slipping her hands down the back of his jeans, she gently squeezed his derrière. She felt him tremble under her touch and knew that she was his first in a long time. But still, it was as if he were a master at self-control.

  “I won’t break.”

  He looked down at her with hooded eyes. “I know that,” he answered.

  Smiling, she reached up again and ran one fingertip around his ear. She was rewarded with a deep groan.

  “Be careful,” he warned, “you’ll have to accept the consequences if you continue to do th
at.”

  “Consequences?” she quipped. “I crave them.”

  Grabbing her hair, he pulled her head back roughly. “Again, be very sure this is what you want to do. Soon there will be no turning back.”

  “I don’t want another chance to say no. I want you to take me…any way you want…any way you need.”

  As if the dam had burst, Ardan began pulling at her clothes, seeming not to care if he ripped them as he pulled them away from her body. “This will be about both of us, give and take.”

  “Good.” She tugged at his shirt to get it completely off. She may not have his strength in removing the fabric quickly, but her need was just as great.

  Sitting back on his knees, he hovered over her as he removed his shirt and slid to the floor in front of the couch. Reaching up, he pulled her jeans from her body and positioned himself between her knees. Angie swallowed hard. While she knew all the particulars of lovemaking, this was one area where she had never had a successful outcome.

  “Ardan…please,” she whispered, “I don’t think…”

  “Don’t think, Angie,” he answered and looked up at her with eyes darkened with passion.

  As if watching her reactions, he dipped his head and nuzzled her through her underwear. She wanted to scream in frustration as his face slid over the silkiness. Maybe this was what all the girls had been excited about when she was in school, the almost mindless need and sensation. Pushing the fabric aside, he thrust his tongue into the lips of her labia, dropping into the creaminess she knew lingered there. Stroking her, he continued to watch her until she didn’t care anymore, her head lolling back on the couch.

  Stroking her inner recesses, he ripped the last shred of fabric covering her. “Sorry.”

  All she could do was grunt and caress his head, Angie was so lost in sensation. She felt her hips lifted to pull the material out of the way. She was held there for a minute and she watched him through slit eyes. He was magnificent and looked at her as if trying to remember every detail. Leaning his head in, she watched his tongue stroke her hard nub once again.

  “Move your ass to the edge of the couch.”

  Swallowing hard, she didn’t hesitate and did what she was told. Almost immediately, her body was assaulted with new sensations as Ardan’s fingers began to caress her along with his tongue. Being a doctor, he knew exactly where to touch a woman and how. Angie would never question his skill again, knowing just how complete his touch could be. One long finger slid into her vagina, reaching as far as it could and caressing her inside hot spot with vigor. Each stroke elicited another moan from her as her body writhed in response.

  He used his thumb to lay her bare to his eyes once again. Rubbing her nub with that thumb, it felt as if her clit were growing under his ministrations. Still, she bucked into him wanting more. Slowly, he tongued her from top to bottom, pumping his finger in and out. Soon, he put another finger inside dragging more wetness from her, rubbing it into the tight rosette of her ass.

  “Have you ever had anal sex?” he asked and stopped to watch her.

  Closing her eyes, she shuddered. “Once. It wasn’t very pleasant.”

  Chuckling, she felt him in her cunt, the tiny vibrations heightening her already susceptible senses even more. “Of course, it probably wasn’t. Human men are jerks when it comes to that part of the anatomy. It can and will be very pleasurable when we do it, I assure you.”

  “If you say so,” she murmured.

  “I can’t promise I won’t take you there tonight, but I will take you to new territory all the same.” Making her wetter, he began working her ass tenderly, rubbing his finger to and fro, up and down, until she was a wiggling mass.

  She had never felt anything like this before. No one had ever touched her in this way, with this much respect and feeling. Soon, Angie moaned for something she didn’t understand or ever think she would want.

  “Please…,” she breathed, “…please…”

  Slowly, his finger penetrated her ass and she almost exploded. Not moving, he allowed her to adjust to the new sensations. And what sensations they were. This was nothing like what had happened before, this left her craving for more and she found herself pushing hard against his hand.

  “That’s right. Push down,” he encouraged.

  Soon she had engulfed his whole finger. Now she had one in her cunt and one in her ass, and each brought such pleasure she thought she would die before she ever got off. But he still had more surprises in store. Leisurely, he began to move both fingers, in and out, fast and slow. Pushing. Pulling. Tugging. Giving. To the point where she was one massive, quivering piece of flesh. Leaning down, he blew on her clit and she knew that within a matter of moments she would be lost.

  Alternating between thumb and tongue, he laved her body with wetness then hardness. Sensations came and went. He brought her up to a peak and let her down gently, never allowing her to go over the edge. Her pussy throbbed in ways she had only imagined were possible. Moaning out loud, she began to pump her hips up and down, grateful that he followed her every move. He continued to finger and tongue-fuck her until she felt she couldn’t stand another minute.

  Hot pleasure began to rain down on her in molten globs. Her breath came in shorter and shorter pants. And then, he gently bit on her clit and she went tumbling over the edge.

  “Ardan,” she cried and pulled his head even closer to her.

  Wave after wave of spasms wracked her body as he continued licking and caressing her with his fingers. Without realizing it she crested the heights again, plunging once more into the depths of pleasure, her body clenching and unclenching in unrestrained ecstasy. Quickly, pulling his fingers out of her, he pushed the rest of his clothes out of the way and lifted her knees apart.

  “I’ll try not to hurt you.”

  She couldn’t even rouse herself out of the daze her orgasm had caused when she felt a burning sensation spread through her loins. Gasping, she spread herself even wider. The man was huge and filled her completely. Never before had she felt this full, this whole. Ardan didn’t move for a few moments.

  “I’m sorry,” he whispered.

  Angie opened wide eyes to him. “Whatever for?”

  “I’ve hurt you.”

  “You’ve filled me,” she stated and reached for his face. “And that will never hurt.”

  Color began to swirl in the depths of his eyes and she knew it was magic. Gradually, he began to move and the colors that she had seen began to swirl around them. Soon, they were dancing around them, embracing them like a galaxy out of control. Angie opened herself more to him, allowing him greater access and depth. Soon, she panted as much as he while watching the colors flow around and through them. His cock did a slow dance inside her, making her feel even different than before.

  “Beautiful,” she breathed, “and magical.”

  “There’s more.” His thrusts became longer and deeper as the color invaded her very soul. She arched her hips even more and felt him grow another notch, rubbing her inner core with conviction. Soon she shuddered in delight.

  Reaching behind her, he pulled her head to his, touching her forehead, releasing yet another stream of color. The colors began to merge and as each one coalesced into another, the tug on her cunt was undeniable, overshadowing everything, until the nova burst. The colors scattered as the release came from her very depths, making her cunt muscles squeeze tightly as she came as never before. Almost immediately, she heard Ardan’s cry of release as he pressed his jism deep within her spasming body, the magic leaving them both in its ebony glow.

  * * * *

  Tessa was instantly awake. She’d been around elf magic enough to know the release of sexual tension. “Jedrick,” she called gently to her husband to wake him up.

  “What?” he looked around dazed. Shaking his head he sat straight up. “Holy crap.”

  Tessa chuckled. “That bad, huh?”

  “Come on, Tessa, I don’t think we’ve ever released that much energy.”


  Arching her eyebrows in mock surprise, she looked at him. “You just wait, buster, you just wait.”

  “This must have been his first time in a long time,” Jedrick whispered, careful not to waken the twins.

  “You know this isn’t just a fling for Angie, don’t you?” Tessa frowned.

  “I know and I just don’t see what she sees in Ardan. He’s so arrogant.”

  “But she loves him. I know she does, even if she won’t admit it to herself yet. Do you think she can make it work?”

  “If anyone has a chance, that woman has. She came in and everything in this place has had her touch. Ardan would be a fool not to see how special she is.”

  Tessa reached out and gently squeezed her husband’s hand. “Let’s just hope he knows it now.”

  * * * *

  Santa looked up from his desk. Any moment now Eggther or Janice or both would be bursting in.

  The mother won in the end, knocking the tiny elf out of the way. “Another one?” she asked incredulously.

  “I can assure you, madam; I had nothing to do with this one.”

  “Well…you had something to do with the first one…and she brought this second one!” Janice cried. The small woman stood there defiantly, arms crossed over her chest.

  “I thought we’d decided that whatever our children did had nothing to do with Santa or him bringing Tessa home in the first place?” a calm voice questioned from the door.

  “You might have.” She turned and faced the man standing in the doorway of Santa’s office.

  “Our children have their own lives, Janice. And that includes sex. We always knew and hoped that each of them would find a mate one day.”

  Janice rubbed her head. “God…why does elf sex have to be so magical?”

  “Would you want it any other way, wife?”

  Looking at her husband, a slow smile spread across her face. “Absolutely not.” She stood there for a moment. “But that still doesn’t change what’s happened.”

  Bevan stood looking at his wife. “We don’t know what has happened, Janice,” he finally said in an exasperated voice.