Page 16 of Forbidden Billionaires, Vol. 9

The peaceful glass atrium exploded into chaos.

Tommy sprinted towards the factory door.

The banana king jumped over our wrapping table to get to the table where all the presents were going to drop from the conveyer belt.

And Ghostie and I crouched down and got ready to sprint to the first room.

The other teams were just as chaotic. The only difference was that Flash sprinted faster than Tommy and stiff-armed one of the bellhops along the way.

The three assemblers disappeared through the factory door and then… We all just kind of stood there.

I guess none of us had thought about the fact that we’d have to wait a while for the first present to get assembled and wrapped.

“We should plan our delivery route,” I said to Ghostie.

He nodded and we looked over the map while the banana king tidied up his wrapping station and did a few practice wraps. As expected, his work was impeccable.

But our work was going to be even better.

We only had about an hour until midnight, so we figured it was best to start with the rooms closest to our current location.

That would make it quicker for Ghostie to get the packages to me.

And we’d also possibly get an advantage by me taking the first package all by myself.

That way if the second package came out quickly, Ghostie would already be here to grab it and bring it up to the next room for me.

“The stairs will probably be faster than the elevator,” I said. “And just leave the packages in front of whatever room they go to.”

Ghostie grunted in agreement.

I looked up at him. I couldn’t believe he’d gone to the trouble to set all this up.

Not only that, but he’d trusted that my plan was the right one.

Any of Daddy’s other men would have just gone right in and tried to break Crazy Isabella’s kneecaps.

But this plan was better. Because it was also going to make us a valuable alliance and Isabella would no longer be able to make a move.

“Thanks for setting all this up,” I whispered.

“Huh?” he said. He tilted his head and stared down at me through his mask. “I didn’t set this up. I thought you did?”

“What?” I asked.

“I got a package from you with this outfit and a letter saying to meet you up here. Actually, it said it was from Santa. But I could tell it was from you. Because who else would pick this out?” He gestured to his sexy outfit.

“I knew it!” said Ash. “This is all Santa’s work!”

I turned. I didn’t realize she’d walked up behind me. Oooooh. I knew what was happening. Ash must have been there the whole time. And Ghostie knew how much she loved Santa. So he was just being sweet and pretending like Santa really did this.

“Did Teddybear not get an invitation?” I asked.

Ghostie shook his head. “He’s busy.”

I bet he is. Probably busy dressing up like Santa to surprise Ash at the end of all this. They were really putting together the perfect Christmas Eve for both of us.

But there was no time to thank him, because the conveyor belt had whirred to life, and the first box had just popped out of the factory.

We all watched as the belt carried it across the room. Which team is that for? I thought I saw a red dot on the side...

It dropped off the edge of the conveyor belt and fell onto the table.

Ah! It does have a red dot on it! Good job, Tommy.

The banana king snatched it off the table and wrapped it faster than I’d ever seen anything wrapped before.

And then I was off, sprinting up to the second floor to make my first delivery.

I cradled the package in one hand as I gently slid the keycard into the door. It gave a little beep and blinked green.

Here we go.

I figured I had a few minutes before the next package would be ready, so I really took my time with this first delivery.

I pulled the handle down inch by inch, and then I eeeeeeased the door open.

I thought it was going to be tough to find the Christmas tree in the giant suite. But this was some sort of strange room that just had a little hallway, a bathroom, and a bedroom with a minifridge.

Weird. Where was the kitchen? And the parlor? And the other bedrooms?

The compact layout of the room was both a blessing and a curse.

It was a blessing because the Christmas tree was visible right from the doorway.

But it was a curse because a soldier was sleeping in the bed about five feet away from the tree.

I took a second to learn the rhythm of his snoring. And then I tiptoed to that rhythm, letting my heels click each time he snored.

It worked like a charm. And before I knew it, I was at the tree. I slid the present into place and I was about to turn around to leave when I saw that he’d left me some milk and cookies.

Eating them was definitely part of the job, right? I grabbed the cookie and crunched into it. Like…really crunched. Way louder than I’d meant to.

The snoring stopped.

Shit!

I stayed completely still as the sound of sheets moving filled the room.

Shit, shit, shit!

But then the sheets settled and the snoring started up again.

Oh thank God. I let out a breath and looked down at the half-eaten cookie in my hand. I couldn’t crunch into it again. So instead I dipped it into the milk to soften it up a little. There was no noise as I chewed up the rest of the cookie. And then I downed the milk and tiptoed out.

As soon as the door was closed I took a few deep breaths and tried to steady my heart rate.

Almost getting caught really had my adrenaline pumping.

I was such a good sexy elf. Not only had I not gotten caught, but I’d also gone super fast. Now it was just up to the rest of the team to work as fast I did.

I glanced down the hallway hoping to see Ghostie arriving with my second package. But instead…

How the hell?!

The three rooms next to me all had beautiful wrapped red presents sitting by the door, just waiting for me to deliver them.

Maybe I hadn’t been as fast as I’d thought…

I ran over and grabbed the next package. And then I did the same routine, just way faster. Or…a little faster.

Ghostie had dropped off two more red packages while I’d been in there.

At least it wasn’t three more, though.

My third delivery went even better, only giving Ghostie time for one more delivery.

And my fourth one was the easiest yet. Because no one was even in the room. As soon as I saw that the bed was empty, I sprinted in and tossed the present under the tree. Then I drank the milk down in a single gulp and grabbed the cookie to-go.

I spun around and ran straight into some rock-hard abs.

“Gotcha,” said a deep voice as the lights on the Christmas tree turned on.

Oh fuck.

I stepped back and looked up at the three soldiers in front of me.

And they all stared down at me.

“Holy shit,” said one of them. “I can’t believe the legends are actually true.”

“Told you we’d catch one,” said another.

“Get on your knees, slut,” demanded the third. He unbuttoned his camo vest and then he went for the button on his fatigues.

Jesus . I’d seen a lot of good abs in my life, but these were fucking ridiculous.

And I wanted my tongue to take the place of his dog tags between his rock-hard pecs.

All I could think about was getting on my knees and pleasuring all three of these beautiful soldiers.

That was what a proper sexy elf would do.

But that would take some time. And I was in a bit of a time crunch.

Crunch! That’s it!

I looked down at the cookie in my hand and a plan popped into my head.

“So you’re all in agreement that he gets me?” I asked, pointing to the one in the vest.

“What do you mean?” asked one of the others.

“You catch an elf, you get a blowjob. But you have to choose which one of you gets it.” That wasn’t true. I was pretty sure that this delivery would only count if I made all of them cum. But I had a plan for that.

“I want the blowjob,” said one of the guys. “This was my idea.”

“Yeah, but I outrank you,” said another.

“Fuck you both,” said the guy with the abs. “I’m a green beret, so she’s mine.” He pointed to his beret. Although I wasn’t sure if it was to illustrate his point to his friends or just to show me his jacked arms.

“Actually,” I said, “None of you get a blowjob. Because you didn’t leave me any milk.”

“Yes we did,” said one of them.

“Did you?” I pointed to the glass of milk that I’d drank right before they caught me.

“Fuck,” said the green beret and punched another one in the arm. “You idiot. You had one job.”

“I swear I put it there,” he protested.

“How about this,” I said. “I’m going to go do another delivery. And if that glass is filled with milk when I get back, I’ll blow one of you.”

“Do we have any more milk?” asked the green beret.

The one closest to the fridge opened it up and moved a few things. “Nope. Just beer.”

“There are other kinds of milk,” I said with a wink. Just to be sure they got what I was saying, I grabbed the green beret’s crotch. Then I handed him the empty cup and walked out of the room.

I could hear their pants all falling to the floor as I closed the door.

Well that worked surprisingly well.

I did a few more deliveries and then went back to check on my three soldiers. They were all standing around a table with their pants around their ankles.

“Do you have my milk for me?” I asked.

“Yes, ma’am,” said the green beret. He held up the glass filled with milky white cum.

I grabbed the cookie, dunked it into the cum, and took a bite.

Oh fuck yes.

This was so much better than milk. Salty sweet perfection.

I dunked the cookie again and finished it off. And then I tipped the glass and let the rest drip into my mouth.

The three guys just watched in awe.