Page 9 of Wrapped and Tapped

I slipped a hand between my thighs as Buzz and I separated, not sure what elf semen even looked like.

My fingers sparkled in the firelight, a sweet, subtle fragrance just barely registering.

I brought my fingers up to my mouth, testing the flavor with my tongue-tip.

Buzz tasted like…cider! It was faint, and mixed with a natural musk, but there was no mistaking it.

A thought occurred to me, sharp and sudden, and I quietly hoped my birth control implant was up to the task of unexpected elf orgies.

“So are you all, um, flavored too?” I wiggled my sparkling fingers at the North and Tinsel, figuring once you’d actively climaxed on people a few times, there was a certain level of curiosity you got a pass for.

Tinsel’s hand was in his lap, toying with his cardboard foreskin but trying not to be obvious about it.

Wow, had he really gotten that turned on watching another man fuck me?

A glance at North told me he was fully erect, a sparkling drop winding sluggishly down the ladder of his piercings.

Before they could respond, I leaned forward and ran my tongue up the bars between each set of North’s cock-lights, slowly and deliberately.

He shuddered and reflexively cupped a hand in my hair, fingertips massaging my scalp gratefully.

“Mm. You taste like gingerbread, North. Warm and spicy.”

I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, giving it a languid stroke while I threw Tinsel a pointed glance. “Your turn. Let me taste.”

Tinsel gave me a blissed-out look, quickly getting to his feet and bringing his growing cock near enough to grasp.

I took him in my other hand, popping his entire tip in my mouth foreskin and all, delving my tongue inside and around.

I felt him clutch for North’s arm to stay upright, moaning loudly as a copious spurt of mint-chocolate precome filled my mouth.

“Ooh, I like that. You’re refreshing. I think I need it after all that…activity.” Tinsel grinned down at me, watching happily as I continued to tongue his tip and explore him. Running his fingers through my hair, he glanced up at North beside him.

“Why don’t you lay down, North? I think Neve can make use of your…

features…while I get her ready for you?” The blue-haired man’s eyes sparkled at the suggestion, making me wonder just what the hell I was in for.

Buzz plunked down in the armchair to free up the couch, watching the three of us with clear appreciation.

North stretched out on his back across the empty cushions, his jutting cock concerningly large, especially because it was fitted with lights like a damn airplane runway.

Tinsel guided me over to the couch, curling up to my back and sliding his fingers against my clit as he spoke.

“Here, lay down right on top of North, beautiful, just like he’s a bed. I’m going to find out for myself why Buzz looked so mindless with pleasure. Would you like that? Do you want to take me deep inside that beautiful body of yours?

“Mm, yes please.” The idea of the sweet, dirty-talking elf inside me, especially with another hot elf beneath me, sounded like the best idea I’d ever heard.

It took some shuffling of our knees and hips, but I eventually straddled North on the couch, gasping as he deliberately pressed himself, lighted bars and all, between my slick labia.

Without even waiting for Tinsel, he started shallow, texture-filled thrusts against me, keeping our bodies flush, but helping me bend a knee and open for Tinsel moments later.

Cool, tingling pleasure washed through me as Tinsel carefully notched himself against my pussy and pushed inside.

He was definitely wider than Buzz had been, but it was a good stretch, and the ridged texture of North’s piercings proved to be the perfect distraction.

They rocked me between them, a chorus of pleasure above and below me, and it wasn’t long before Tinsel’s breathing grew ragged.

“North, I’m close. Neve, he’s going to take my place as soon as I fill you up: it’s going to help. Are you ready to try, beautiful? I know you can do it for us.”

I nodded with a whimper, forehead resting on North’s chest as his hand cupped the back of my head.

He was big , but I could take him now. I was thoroughly relaxed from two prior orgasms, something about Tinsel’s slow, firm pace coaxing my body into a state of ecstasy.

Tinsel grabbed my hips, his fingers flexing in a silent plea, bottoming out with snapping thrusts as he chased his climax, whispering my name reverently.

To my delight, he was vocal when he came, moaning loudly and pushing as deep as my body would allow him, lashes of cooling, soothing minty cum filling me to overflowing.

Without warning, he pulled out, holding me as North slid from beneath me, guiding me to lay chest down over the couch arm before the blue-haired man took Tinsel’s former place behind me.

The fire crackled softly, sending carnal shadows dancing across the walls in front of me, the colorful flares of North’s lighted piercings vanishing one by one as he sunk in.

The unyielding pressure of the light-nubs made him seem even thicker than he already was, and I clutched the upholstery against the pleasurable onslaught.

The sensations kept me ruthlessly in the moment, focused on every single glide in and out, a breathless glance over my shoulder to catch my arousal and his Nosse’s mingled cum smeared over the candy-colored bulbs.

The faster he went, the more dazzling the filthy light show became, and I realized that North got brighter the closer he was to climax.

North got rougher with my vocal encouragement, yanking me up against him to straddle his lap on the couch, my back to his chest, knees bent to either side of his hips.

As he pounded up into me, Tinsel kneeled quickly in front of me, shoving my thighs even further apart and mouthing my clit with wanton sweeps of his tongue.

North’s muscular arm banded across my chest, holding me in place as they utterly wrecked me, the most powerful orgasm yet shattering my senses as North joined me with a gutteral groan and a few foreign syllables that sounded like grateful curses.

A splash against my ankle drew me out of my haze. I looked up to find a sheepish Buzz grinning down at me, his hands full of freshly-spent, glitter-slicked sex toy cock. “Sorry, you three were too damn hot. I had to take the edge off. I’ll, um, get a towel.”

I laughed as I watched him carefully creep to my bathroom, slumping against North as Tinsel cupped a warm, comforting palm against my thoroughly satisfied pussy and leaned up for a kiss. “I believe that counts as fully aiding me in a task, guys. Well done.”

Buzz returned with some warm, damp hand towels and we helped clean one another up, though I admittedly lingered when it came to Tinsel’s fascinating foreskin. So much so that I nearly kicked off round four by accident. Whoops.

The elves magicked themselves some festive sweat pants at my insistence, and I joined them in my favorite pajamas while North conjured us all some cocoa. I licked a smidge of whipped cream off my nose while I relaxed cross-legged on the couch, feeling a little awkward.

“So. Uhm. I guess you…get to go home now, right?” Geeze, sound a little more pathetic there, girl .

North stared down into his mug with a pensive expression, poking a floating marshmallow with a fingertip. “We should be able to, yes. That is, after your heart’s desire. Have you given that any thought? The only thing we cannot do is subvert the will of others.”

“Oh. I kinda thought…you know…” I gestured at the couch, which I was pretty certain now needed either a thorough steam cleaning or cleansing fire to get the elvish glitter cum out of the upholstery.

Tinsel chuckled and sipped at his mug. “That was a task Neve, remember? A very pleasant one I’d gladly repeat anytime you want, but still a task.”

The way my heart fluttered at the insinuation of future sessions was idiotic.

After all, hadn’t I been ready to stab these guys with James’ pocketknife a few hours ago?

Stupid sex god elf burglars, making me make bad decisions.

I sulked and took another sip of the way-too-good cocoa in my mug.

It didn’t seem fair they were that good at tag teaming and spontaneous hot cocoa.

“I don’t even know what my heart’s desire is , to be honest. I’ve been kind of…

adrift, since James. Made me question everything, you know?

Hooking up with you three is probably the most spontaneous, organic thing I’ve done in forever.

” I hid my blush with another sip. “Can we just count this as my heart’s desire and call it a…

uh, Christmas Eve? Job accomplished, fellas. You can head home, I’m good.”

Truth be told, I didn’t want them to go, but I didn’t want to keep them from their home either.

The human world was probably boring as hell in comparison, and I’m sure there were much hotter elf-women back home that were just waiting to date my guys.

The guys. Waiting to date the guys. Get it together, Neve .

Buzz cleared his throat, setting his mug on the coffee table. “Neve, honey. You know we’re Winter Court elves, right? As in, we’re in charge of the lists and know when someone is being naughty? Including lying?”

“To themselves?” North finished, raising a brow in what I’d now come to consider his signature smug look.

Tinsel nudged my foot with the side of his, smiling softly at me.

“Go on, Neve. Tell us what you really want for Christmas. Don’t worry if it sounds crazy, or seems difficult, or even impossible to pull off.

You’re drinking magic cocoa with Winter Court elves after an exceedingly hot foursome.

I think you’re allowed to let your imagination off the leash a bit. ”

“It’s been…nice. Like, really nice. I like having you three here, despite thinking I had to smash you over the head with a lamp at first.” I set my empty mug on the coffee table with a sigh. “Now I kind of wish you didn’t have to, you know, go home.”

“Who says we do?” North tilted his head at me with curiosity. “I said we can go home after we fulfill your heart’s desire. I never said we had to.”

I snorted a laugh. “Yeah, okay. So you’re just going to hang out in the human world and what, get jobs in accounting? I’m sure this place doesn’t hold a candle to fairyland or wherever you’re from.”

Buzz shrugged. “Our official Winter Court duties only require about three weeks of your human year. It’s not unheard of for elves, or entire Nosse, to commute for the sake of their mates.” He looked at me with a shy smile, running a hand through his pink hair.

Tinsel nudged my foot again. “Besides, the naughty and nice lists run on a weighted numeric merit system. It isn’t like human numbers and calculations are really any different.

We could actually get jobs as accountants, and pamper you the way you deserve.

” He beamed as if he’d solved the most important math problem of all.

I blinked, processing their sudden willingness to do the exact thing I wanted, but was too chickenshit to voice.

“I mean, I don’t need any of that, I’d just like the chance to…

I don’t know, I guess get to know you all?

Aside from the sex stuff, that is. The really good sex stuff.

I don’t want to jump right into living together because you deserve a chance to get to know me too. ” There, that sounded sane, right?

Buzz slid from his seat to sit cross-legged on the floor in front of me, tugging my foot into his lap and massaging the sole until he got sex noises out of me.

“Can we still do the really good sex stuff while we’re getting to know you?

I’m okay either way but I think it’d be more fun that way.

You get really chatty after you come on my cock. ”

“Buzz!” I hissed and pretended to kick at him, sending him flopping to his back with loud, deep laughter that spread to the rest of his Nosse.

“Neve, I’m kidding. Sort of.” He grinned and resumed his foot massage.

“I mean it though, you call the shots. We can find a place nearby and you tell us when you’d like to see us.

We’ll court you as our potential mate, even though I think we’re pretty damn well decided, and make it official whenever you feel it’s right. Is that fair?”

I looked to Tinsel and North, waiting for them to weigh in.

North smiled kindly, leaning in to brush my lips with a warm kiss.

“A Nosse is magically connected, in a way that humans aren’t.

What Buzz is saying, he speaks for all of us; we all feel the same, and we’re all ready to make it work to win your heart. ”

Tinsel laced his fingers with mine, bringing my hand up to press a tender kiss to my palm, his soft teal hair tickling my wrist. “We are yours, if you’d like us. We will court you properly, and spoil you relentlessly. All you have to say is yes and we’ll start looking for a place nearby to stay.”

Something bright and golden unfurled in my chest, something invisible in the room releasing tension like an unknotted bow.

All three of the men swayed gently in place, smiling.

Buzz winked at me and leaned back on his palms. “That was the magic giving us our freedom. While that suggests we’ve stumbled on your heart’s desire, we still need to hear it clearly from you Neve, if you’d be so kind.

” Buzz gestured at the empty mugs that had collected on the coffee table, refilling them with cocoa and passing them back to us.

“I’d like you three to be my Christmas presents. My real Christmas presents. If that’s…okay?” My cheeks must have been absolutely crimson by now, and it had nothing to do with the lovely, roaring fireplace.

Tinsel leaned over me to kiss me deeply, cocoa faint on his tongue, turning my head to Buzz so he could give me the same treatment. “We accept, honey. Gods, do we accept.”

North tugged me over to him by my pajama top, kissing me absolutely breathless before whispering in my ear. “And if you’re a very good girl , I’ve got some red silk ribbons ready to turn you into the perfect present for us .”

As my vagina cheerfully informed me that we were not , in fact, tapped out for the evening, only one thought crossed my mind.

Thank. You. Santa.

The end…for now!

Thank you so much for reading our dirty little holiday tale. This ode to the season has been more than a year in the making and we’re thrilled to offer this…ahem…present to you at last. Happy holidays from Vera and R.K. ya’ll!