Wyvern Protection Unit - Chapter 87: Chapter 87
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Christmas Day in the Wessex House
“The Wessex’s are all very nice,” Candy said, as she snuggled against the furnace-warm skin of her mate.
She still couldn’t believe his adoptive family had never heard of Christmas Elves. The males were all Wyvern Shifters from another planet, except for their normal father—but still.
Alien Shifters and the idea of Christmas Elves made them freak out.
Silly, really. But, oh well.
At least they were nice. Strange, but nice.
“Yes, rohi, they are a nice family. But nothing can compare to you, my sweet,” Medjed whispered.
He gathered her up in his arms and placed her on top of his deliciously naked form. They were spending a few weeks with the family, and she was glad to discover he had his own suite there.
His rooms were decorated with silk tapestries and a large round mattress in the middle of a richly carpeted floor. It was positively decadent, and Candy enjoyed every minute of it.
She was a little worried, though, having spent little time in the human realm. Candy wondered if Medjed had meant it when he said he would go back with her to the village, but she hated ruining the happy spell they were under with her worries.
“Why do you look so pensive, my love?” Medjed asked and nibbled on her lower lip.
Candy’s body flushed immediately with pleasure. It seemed smexy times with her mate was the best possible medicine for everything that ailed her. Though, she was glad for the other times, too. The moments when he just held her or talked to her. The times he listened with an open ear.
Medjed was the gentlest soul she knew, and that was saying something, considering he was a warrior bred for violence. It was a little scary to think about, but she was not afraid of him. She just could not fathom anything ever happening to him. So quickly, he’d become the most important thing in her life.
“Rohi, I love your taste,” he whispered, tilting her head where he wanted it so he could best kiss her.
She loved him like this. Master of their bedroom shenanigans, he was a patient teacher. Loving and gentle, but also firm and delightfully willing to hand her the reins. For such a profound sexual being, Medjed had confessed to her already that everything they shared was new and wondrous to him.
“I love yours,” she answered, driving her tongue deep into his mouth.
He groaned, his body heating as he pulled her to him. Her sex moistened, readying for him. He was as insatiable as she, and she loved the fact he could not hide his need for her.
“So perfect, rohi. So mine,” he murmured.
It took only a little maneuvering to bring them together. Candy opened her thighs, her arousal dripping, as she felt his mushroomed head breeching her entrance.
“I love being like this with you, mate,” she moaned and rocked her hips as she took him all the way to the hilt.
Medjed really was worthy of his hieroglyph. Long, hard, perfectly ridged, and thick. Yeah, it was the source of fun, but she knew the truth. His cock was magnificent, but he was so much more than that.
He was everything, she thought. Candy sat up, moving her body down as he flexed his hips, building momentum. His body seemed to know just what to do to make hers hum with pleasure.
Loving him was more abounding and riotous than anything she had ever known in Santa’s village, and yet it was her new norm.
He was her home. Her family. Her heart and she never loved anything, not even Christmas, more completely than she loved him.
"Now, rohi,” he growled, snagging her hips, and sitting up with her.
He pulled her up and down on top of him, and all coherent thought completely left her brain as she and Medjed found heaven in one another’s arms. He seemed to love it when she demanded to learn more about the delights of the flesh.
His very large, very long, perfectly curved, thick rod of flesh, to be precise.
Indulging in their baser pleasures was the most sinfully delicious part of claiming him as her true mate, and what made it even better was the fact that he claimed her right back, each and every time.
“I love you, rohi,” he whispered when they lay together exhausted in a tangle of sweaty limbs and silk sheets.
“I love you, too,” she returned and felt the truth of it down to her toes.
“Now, will you tell me what was weighing so heavily on your mind?” he asked.
“How did you know something was on my mind?” she asked in surprise as she sat up to look at his beloved face.
“My sweet, I know when you are worried. Talk to me.”
“Well, I know we said we would visit the family awhile, and I am happy to do that. Several times a year, in fact. But I wondered if you really meant it about going back with me to the village,” she whispered.
“I see. My sweet rohi, I will never lie to you, remember? I meant what I said. My home is where you are.”
Medjed’s eyes glittered down at her, and heat warmed her at the love she saw burning there. She must have been a very good Elf for the Fates to have granted her such a mate.
“I am the lucky one, my love. So, are you ready to go back then?”
“What? You really mean it? You would go back?” she asked, surprised and so happy she could almost die of it.
“Of course. I informed my brothers earlier of our decision, rohi. My destiny is with you. They can send a message to me if I am needed courtesy of the North Pole. San Ta assured me he gets all mail forwarded to him from global post offices direct.”
“You don’t mind the cold or the Elves or, um, Santa?”
“Like I told my brothers, I am quite happy that we shall make our home amongst your fellow Elves in the village. Was I wrong in saying so, rohi? I will go anywhere you want, my love,” he said, and Candy’s heart swelled over with emotion.
“Oh, Medjed, you are incredible! And you were most definitely right. I am not sure a Christmas Elf is a good fit for the human world,” she said and smiled through her tears.
“I see. Many have said the same thing about a Demon Warrior. I did good then, yes? I have made you happy?”
“So happy,” she replied and mashed her mouth to his.
“I am so glad I looked for you, my mate.”
“And I am glad to hear it, sweet,” he returned and smiled into their kiss. “I am also happy that you are my very first and my most precious Christmas present, Candy Kane.”
She giggled against his lips and after another tumble—or two, or three—they left a note stating their farewells along with a couple of extra Christmas presents she had brought with them from the North Pole.
They could return to visit the Wessex Clan anytime they wanted or were needed. Knowing that made leaving easier for Medjed, she was sure.
“Will you mind very much? Coming back if I am needed?” he asked as Candy wrapped Fluffy in her new silk blanket and opened the TEZ dispenser.
“As long as I’m with you, I don’t mind at all,” she said and tucked her hand into his.
“Good. I will always be with you, rohi.”
Medjed kissed her lips and pressed the TEZ into her mouth with his tongue.
“Let’s go home, my love, and you can teach me more about these Christmas traditions of yours. I especially like the one with the stocking stuffers, though I do not know why you made a joke about the frooty looms I received from my brothers.”
“Because, like I told them, underwear givers are the worse!”
“But you liked the underwear I gave you, my love,” he said with a wicked grin.
“Yes, but those are different, and secret,” she replied with a nervous giggle.
He’d gotten her a box of the naughtiest lingerie she had ever seen. Scraps of silk and lace, and even an edible lingerie section, she could not wait to try once they got home. Not to mention the fifty pairs of silk stockings that had been waiting under the tree just for her.
“Medjed, you just like that I agreed to model my new panties for you when we get home!”
“Indeed, I cannot wait, and I told you I shall model your gift as well,” he replied with a heated wink.
Candy giggled and thought back on the seemingly endless supply of Christmas themed boxer briefs she had her Elvish brethren make for him, along with a few XXXL banana hammocks thrown in for good measure.
Being mated was going to be marvelous, she thought as she held Medjed’s warm hand and left the earthly plane with him on her arm. They were going to make a home together in Santa’s Magical Christmas Village, and it was going to be wonderful. Especially when Medjed learned to trust the big guy.
Oh, the fun they were going to have!
Candy could not wait.
The end.
“The Wessex’s are all very nice,” Candy said, as she snuggled against the furnace-warm skin of her mate.
She still couldn’t believe his adoptive family had never heard of Christmas Elves. The males were all Wyvern Shifters from another planet, except for their normal father—but still.
Alien Shifters and the idea of Christmas Elves made them freak out.
Silly, really. But, oh well.
At least they were nice. Strange, but nice.
“Yes, rohi, they are a nice family. But nothing can compare to you, my sweet,” Medjed whispered.
He gathered her up in his arms and placed her on top of his deliciously naked form. They were spending a few weeks with the family, and she was glad to discover he had his own suite there.
His rooms were decorated with silk tapestries and a large round mattress in the middle of a richly carpeted floor. It was positively decadent, and Candy enjoyed every minute of it.
She was a little worried, though, having spent little time in the human realm. Candy wondered if Medjed had meant it when he said he would go back with her to the village, but she hated ruining the happy spell they were under with her worries.
“Why do you look so pensive, my love?” Medjed asked and nibbled on her lower lip.
Candy’s body flushed immediately with pleasure. It seemed smexy times with her mate was the best possible medicine for everything that ailed her. Though, she was glad for the other times, too. The moments when he just held her or talked to her. The times he listened with an open ear.
Medjed was the gentlest soul she knew, and that was saying something, considering he was a warrior bred for violence. It was a little scary to think about, but she was not afraid of him. She just could not fathom anything ever happening to him. So quickly, he’d become the most important thing in her life.
“Rohi, I love your taste,” he whispered, tilting her head where he wanted it so he could best kiss her.
She loved him like this. Master of their bedroom shenanigans, he was a patient teacher. Loving and gentle, but also firm and delightfully willing to hand her the reins. For such a profound sexual being, Medjed had confessed to her already that everything they shared was new and wondrous to him.
“I love yours,” she answered, driving her tongue deep into his mouth.
He groaned, his body heating as he pulled her to him. Her sex moistened, readying for him. He was as insatiable as she, and she loved the fact he could not hide his need for her.
“So perfect, rohi. So mine,” he murmured.
It took only a little maneuvering to bring them together. Candy opened her thighs, her arousal dripping, as she felt his mushroomed head breeching her entrance.
“I love being like this with you, mate,” she moaned and rocked her hips as she took him all the way to the hilt.
Medjed really was worthy of his hieroglyph. Long, hard, perfectly ridged, and thick. Yeah, it was the source of fun, but she knew the truth. His cock was magnificent, but he was so much more than that.
He was everything, she thought. Candy sat up, moving her body down as he flexed his hips, building momentum. His body seemed to know just what to do to make hers hum with pleasure.
Loving him was more abounding and riotous than anything she had ever known in Santa’s village, and yet it was her new norm.
He was her home. Her family. Her heart and she never loved anything, not even Christmas, more completely than she loved him.
"Now, rohi,” he growled, snagging her hips, and sitting up with her.
He pulled her up and down on top of him, and all coherent thought completely left her brain as she and Medjed found heaven in one another’s arms. He seemed to love it when she demanded to learn more about the delights of the flesh.
His very large, very long, perfectly curved, thick rod of flesh, to be precise.
Indulging in their baser pleasures was the most sinfully delicious part of claiming him as her true mate, and what made it even better was the fact that he claimed her right back, each and every time.
“I love you, rohi,” he whispered when they lay together exhausted in a tangle of sweaty limbs and silk sheets.
“I love you, too,” she returned and felt the truth of it down to her toes.
“Now, will you tell me what was weighing so heavily on your mind?” he asked.
“How did you know something was on my mind?” she asked in surprise as she sat up to look at his beloved face.
“My sweet, I know when you are worried. Talk to me.”
“Well, I know we said we would visit the family awhile, and I am happy to do that. Several times a year, in fact. But I wondered if you really meant it about going back with me to the village,” she whispered.
“I see. My sweet rohi, I will never lie to you, remember? I meant what I said. My home is where you are.”
Medjed’s eyes glittered down at her, and heat warmed her at the love she saw burning there. She must have been a very good Elf for the Fates to have granted her such a mate.
“I am the lucky one, my love. So, are you ready to go back then?”
“What? You really mean it? You would go back?” she asked, surprised and so happy she could almost die of it.
“Of course. I informed my brothers earlier of our decision, rohi. My destiny is with you. They can send a message to me if I am needed courtesy of the North Pole. San Ta assured me he gets all mail forwarded to him from global post offices direct.”
“You don’t mind the cold or the Elves or, um, Santa?”
“Like I told my brothers, I am quite happy that we shall make our home amongst your fellow Elves in the village. Was I wrong in saying so, rohi? I will go anywhere you want, my love,” he said, and Candy’s heart swelled over with emotion.
“Oh, Medjed, you are incredible! And you were most definitely right. I am not sure a Christmas Elf is a good fit for the human world,” she said and smiled through her tears.
“I see. Many have said the same thing about a Demon Warrior. I did good then, yes? I have made you happy?”
“So happy,” she replied and mashed her mouth to his.
“I am so glad I looked for you, my mate.”
“And I am glad to hear it, sweet,” he returned and smiled into their kiss. “I am also happy that you are my very first and my most precious Christmas present, Candy Kane.”
She giggled against his lips and after another tumble—or two, or three—they left a note stating their farewells along with a couple of extra Christmas presents she had brought with them from the North Pole.
They could return to visit the Wessex Clan anytime they wanted or were needed. Knowing that made leaving easier for Medjed, she was sure.
“Will you mind very much? Coming back if I am needed?” he asked as Candy wrapped Fluffy in her new silk blanket and opened the TEZ dispenser.
“As long as I’m with you, I don’t mind at all,” she said and tucked her hand into his.
“Good. I will always be with you, rohi.”
Medjed kissed her lips and pressed the TEZ into her mouth with his tongue.
“Let’s go home, my love, and you can teach me more about these Christmas traditions of yours. I especially like the one with the stocking stuffers, though I do not know why you made a joke about the frooty looms I received from my brothers.”
“Because, like I told them, underwear givers are the worse!”
“But you liked the underwear I gave you, my love,” he said with a wicked grin.
“Yes, but those are different, and secret,” she replied with a nervous giggle.
He’d gotten her a box of the naughtiest lingerie she had ever seen. Scraps of silk and lace, and even an edible lingerie section, she could not wait to try once they got home. Not to mention the fifty pairs of silk stockings that had been waiting under the tree just for her.
“Medjed, you just like that I agreed to model my new panties for you when we get home!”
“Indeed, I cannot wait, and I told you I shall model your gift as well,” he replied with a heated wink.
Candy giggled and thought back on the seemingly endless supply of Christmas themed boxer briefs she had her Elvish brethren make for him, along with a few XXXL banana hammocks thrown in for good measure.
Being mated was going to be marvelous, she thought as she held Medjed’s warm hand and left the earthly plane with him on her arm. They were going to make a home together in Santa’s Magical Christmas Village, and it was going to be wonderful. Especially when Medjed learned to trust the big guy.
Oh, the fun they were going to have!
Candy could not wait.
The end.
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