Satan's Gift

by Everly Taylor

  “Holy sugar cookies it is then,” I laughed.

  “Get ready,” Bernard said from next to me.

  “For what?” I asked.

  Ahead of us purple and green lights swirled through the sky, slashing through the night in a magical swirl. Suddenly we picked up speed and turned without warning, the reindeer careening toward the ground. I let out a sharp scream, I could now see the ocean below us and I was sure we were going to crash into the icy water.

  Just as fast as we had descended, we slowed and the ground opened up as we entered a vast black abyss. Suddenly it lights appeared and below us was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. A charming village spread out, lit up brightly with Christmas lights and small houses lining the street leading toward a larger building at the top of a small hill.

  Holy Fuck, we had just entered the North Pole.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Holly

  The impact of our landing was cushioned by the soft snow as Bernard guided us between the rows of houses. Street lights illuminated our journey, each one adorned with green garland and Christmas lights. All of the stuccoed houses were strung with Christmas lights, reminding me of home. If this was where my parents had been raised it was no wonder they went all out each year for the holidays.

  A few elves milled about on the street, watching us curiously as we passed. I tried not to stare, but they were all dressed brightly in red, green, white and gold from head to toe. What was most curious of all was that they were normal size people, or elves rather. Sure, I had already met Bernard, but I assumed he was taller than normal because he was Santa’s right-hand guy.

  “Bernard,” I said in a hushed tone, “I didn’t realize elves were actually, you know, full-sized.”

  He looked at me and laughed, “Holly, you didn’t even believe we existed. The fact that we are the same size as you should be the least surprising thing to you,” he chuckled.

  I sat back in my seat, I guess when he put it that way it made sense. Before tonight I hadn’t even believed they existed. Why was it such a big deal then that they were not the miniature versions that existed in the story books? I thought about it for a minute. It really wasn’t.

  We pulled up the hill, in front of the much larger building. This was a three-story building that resembled a log cabin. A huge front porch with massive pillars rose to the second floor and large windows covered the entire front of the building allowing a complete view of the village below that I was sure was breathtaking.

  Two elves met us as Bernard pulled the sleigh to a stop and took the reins from him. “We are here to reload and finish our journey for the evening. Please be sure that the team is watered and everything is ready in the next thirty minutes so we can remain on schedule.”

  “Yes sir,” the elf replied, each of them taking the halter of a lead reindeer and leading them around the back of the building as Bernard and Nick thanked them.

  “Welcome to Santa’s workshop,” Bernard swept his arm outward indicating the building in front of us. “Let’s go warm up for a minute and then we’ll get going.”

  Nick led the way up the large stone stairs and through the massive wooden doors. We entered and warm air rushed to greet us. As we stepped inside, the lights automatically flickered on revealing an astonishing sight.

  We stood on the bottom floor and there were two more floors above us, each lined with a balcony, the edges protected by intricately carved wooden rails. The tops of the rails just like the rest of the village was lined with green garland intertwined with twinkling lights. The front panels of each balcony were decorated with gold swirls, a pattern that was stunning and mesmerizing to look at.

  There were stations lined on each floor that seemed to specialize in a certain kind of toy and just beyond those were various doors leading further into the building. Each archway leading away was lined with red and white striped candy canes, a festive addition because lights just weren’t enough.

  Stairs spanned the distance to each floor and stopped midway with large landings, all individually decorated in their own way. Beautiful Christmas trees, large gingerbread houses and even a life-sized snowman.

  At the moment the building was empty and quiet, but I could imagine it bustling with activity as they worked to prepare gifts for this one night of the year. “Come on, lets go over here for a little bit,” Nick said.

  With one last glance I realized how much my parents had given up to leave here and keep me safe. I needed to remember to thank Dad later today and let him know exactly how much I appreciated his sacrifice.

  We passed through a simple wooden door this time and entered what looked like a large wood working area. This room was different that the rest of the village though. There was no Christmas in here, only tools and timber. Various projects scattered around in different stages of completion.

  The scent of sawdust and leather reached my nose rather than the smell of cinnamon and scones or the sweet smell of hot chocolate, treats and baking that seemed to waft throughout the village and the rest of the workshop beyond.

  “This is your personal work room isn’t it?” I asked, surprised that he would bring us somewhere so intimate.

  “Don’t make a big deal out of it okay?” He grumbled as he spun toward me quickly.

  “Okay,” I said, holding my hands up in agreement as he stalked toward me.

  “You have some nerve, Holly,” he snapped suddenly.

  “What the hell are you talking about Nick?” I asked taking a step back.

  “Don’t you play coy with me,” he said darkly, heat growing in his eyes.

  I hazarded a glance at Luka, he just stood there watching, his own eyes starting to shine with lust. “What the fuck is going on here? You’re not just going to let him push me around like this are you?” I called out to Luka.

  There was no response, instead he started to move slowly toward me as well, as Nick grabbed my hands and pinned them above me. “You have no clue how badly I wanted to take you right there in that sleigh while you pleased Bernard. And all I could do was watch,” he growled.

  “I wanted Bernard’s dick, not yours, you bastard,” I said with a smirk.

  He descended on my mouth, fierce and fast in an attempt to quiet me. He kept my arms pressed against the wall above my head, demanding I give into him. In retaliation I bit down on his bottom lip, but that only encouraged him and drove him further.

  He returned the favor and dragged his teeth across my lip, sending pleasure shooting through me and causing me to let out a small moan. Damn him. He pulled back a little, and murmured against my lips, “If you’ll behave, I’ll let your arms go.” I nodded and he slowly released my arms.

  I reached out and grabbed behind his neck, pulling him back down to me. He yanked my hips closer to him, making sure I could feel exactly how much he wanted me. Heat coursed through me and pooled between my thighs as he ran his hand across my stomach, and inched his way closer to my core.

  Slowly he spun us around, backing me up, until I hit something solid. When arms reached around me now from behind, I realized it had been Luka. “Wait, both of you?” I asked, skeptical.

  “You drove us both crazy, Holly. If you want this, we do too. We have shared before, and we want to this time, more than you know,” Luka stated simply.

  I glanced at Bernard who stood leaning against a table saw, his legs crossed and his eyes heated as he watched us. “Don’t worry, I’ll put you on the naughty list next,” he smirked, making my breath catch.

  Luka reached around quickly and slid his hand into my pants, not hesitating as he ran his fingers down to start playing with my clit. He leaned over my shoulder and whispered into my ear, “Your pussy is already soaked, you are a naughty girl aren’t you Holly?”

  Nicks bright blue eyes met mine, “It’s not nice to tease. I think it’s time you learned that. What do you think Luka?”

  “I agree,” he said as he thrust two fingers inside me over and over, curling them to hit my g-sp
ot and making me go weak at the knees. At the same time Nick leaned forward and pressed a hard, demanding kiss to my lips, his tongue dancing with mine before they both pulled back in unison and Nick spun me around.

  He walked me over to a long, thin workbench and bent me over, pulling my pants down before slapping my bare ass, the sound echoing through the sparse workspace its equal thrill echoing through me as he smoothed his hand over my ass to soothe the sting.

  I heard the clink of both of their belts as Nick stepped up behind me and Luka took a position on the other side of the table. I had no clue what was about to happen, but I was damned excited to find out.

  Nick rubbed his dick between the lips of my pussy, teasing me and making me press backward, trying to get him to enter me. He denied me though with another sharp slap to my ass, making me suck in a breath. “It’s not fun to be teased is it Holly?” he asked, his voice thick with excitement. I could tell this pained him as much as it did me. At least that brought me some satisfaction.

  Luka stood in front of me, slowly stroking his already rock-hard dick. My tongue darted out of my mouth, an unconscious invitation. He stepped closer, and ran the tip of his cock across my dampened lips, barely a brush. I stuck my tongue out and licked the head of his dick, wanting to taste him, needing him to let me close my mouth around his shaft.

  Again, Nick ran his dick across my pussy, teasing me and tempting me. This time I pushed up on my hands, arching my back and he had no choice as he slipped inside me. “Oh, she has tricks,” he chuckled, before slowly pulling out. I thought he was going to pull the rest of the way out but instead he thrust hard and deep, fast and all at once, stretching me with his wide dick and making me cry out in pleasure.

  At the same time Luka slid his cock into my mouth in one smooth move, pausing for a moment to give my throat time to adjust to his size. After a minute he began to pump his dick in time with Nick, my throat closing around him each time he fully entered my mouth. I wasn’t sure if their coordination was intentional or not, but I didn’t fucking care. Their fast pace was driving me crazy and I didnt want them to stop. They each pushed hard at the same time, their relentless thrusting building my orgasm intensely fast.

  Nick gripped me from behind, his fingers digging into my hips, holding me still as he slammed hard into me with each thrust. Luka had a fistful of my hair, and gripped the strands tight, holding my head so I would take all of him every time he pulled out and my lips slid down his hard shaft to the base. Both demanded I take more, and they were not going to let me hesitate to take everything they could give me.

  Their control over me spurred me forward and made me take them harder and faster. It surprised me how wanton it made me, but I was fucking hot and turned on by them and their demands.

  I felt Nick begin to stiffen behind me and knew he was close, I moaned around Luka’s dick at the same time, his cock stiffening. I bobbed my head back and forth, each time I pulled back slamming me harder into Nick and driving me harder toward my own orgasm. I was going to fucking milk Luka’s dick dry, and was going to make sure he didnt forget it. My tongue stroked his hard cock as he jerked inside my mouth, filling me as I swallowed. He held my hair as I took every bit, sucking and stroking his dick until he was completely spent.

  Pleasure built in me as I slammed back against Nick my pussy clenching around him. His dick jerked inside me and filled me with heat. Wave after wave of pleasure took me as my legs began to tremble from my orgasm and I thought my arm and legs were going to collapse beneath me. It was kind of a good thing that Nick was still gripping my hips so tight as he rode out his own climax.

  Luka had already pulled out of my mouth and I felt Nick slide slowly out of me as he let go of my hips softly patting my bottom. As I straightened from the workbench and turned around, Nick raised his eyebrow at me. “We might have to teach you that lesson again.”

  I grinned at him, “I might have to misbehave again.”

  Bernard gave me a mischievous grin from across the room and slowly started making his way toward me. He reached up and grabbed ahold of one suspender, slowly lowering it, letting it drop to his side. He repeated the motion with his other one, both of them looping at his sides letting his pants hang loose now, and making me itch to remove them. He stopped in front of me. “I remember a promise of adding you to the naughty list.”

  Damn I loved it when this innocent elf talked dirty. Instantly, I was turned on again as he held his hand out to me. I let him lead me over to a low bench that looked like it was used to sit at a table. He laid me down on it and spread my legs before reaching up and grabbing my breast, pinching my nipple and pulling it making it hard and sensitive.

  I arched my back and turned my head to the side, my long hair hanging off the bench, barely sweeping the floor. My eyes began to shudder close but flew open again when I realized that across the room Nick and Luka still remained watching us hotly.

  Nick leaned against a tall table and Luka sat back on a bench, legs outstretched as he leaned against the wall. Both of them had the tops of their pants separated, their dicks in their hand as they stroked themselves. Holy fuck that was hot.

  Bernard leaned over, his body covering mine and his dick brushing against my pussy, “You like them watching, don’t you?” I nodded as little butterflies of excitement flitted around in my stomach. Damn these guys made me all kinds of dirty, and I liked it.

  He reached down and pulled the now sensitive tip into his mouth, sucking on it and running his teeth over my nipple as he let it come out. I trembled, the pleasure already building close to the surface again, this new way of being treated sending thrills through me. He ran his hand down my stomach, making his way to my pussy. The anticipation growing, wanting him to touch me, and fill my pussy with his cock.

  Finally, his hand reached my core, I was already wet and waiting for him. I didn’t care that I was wonton enough to show how much I desired him. Suddenly he smacked my pussy, once, then twice more, making me suck in a breath. Not in pain though, it was pure, unexpected pleasure. Then he dragged his fingers up my thigh, his nails lightly biting into my skin.

  “Well, aren’t you full of surprises?” He laughed. “You are a naughty one,” he mused as he shifted between my legs.

  “Fuck me Bernard, now,” I demanded.

  “Tsk, tsk,” he chided. “I don’t think you understand here. I will bring you pleasure, Holly. And you will take all of it, when I give it to you.” He reached down, smacking my thigh, his promise of pleasure, with his mild punishment shooting tendrils of desire through me.

  Again, he leaned down over me, and ran his teeth over my nipple as he reached over and tugged at the other one. He straightened and slowly slid into me, easing his way in tortuously slow, inch by inch making me let out a deep, guttural moan. I attempted to lift my hips off the bench but he firmly held me in place, making me take only what he would give.

  Bernard reached between us and circled my clit with his thumb and I thought I would come undone as he lit a new fire inside me. He continued his slow, endless torture, my orgasm building to epic new proportions.

  My back arched and again my gaze wandered to the side of the room, Luka and Nick both gripping their dicks as they watched Bernard control my pleasure.

  Suddenly Bernard gripped my waist and increased his pace, now pumping his cock hard and furiously into my pussy. “Take my dick Holly. Take it all,” he groaned as he pushed against me so hard I inched my way up the bench.

  I wrapped my legs around his waist, as my orgasm took me, and he rode me even harder. He gripped my hips, lifting me a bit from the bench as he rode me hard and fast, making me take him all the way to the hilt as he groaned above me. “Fuck,” he moaned, as he went still, reveling in his own orgasm and trembles wracking through his body.

  I glanced over again as my orgasm began to take me. Nick and Luka both furiously pumped their dicks with their hands as Bernard had resumed his long hard thrusts. As Bernard filled me, his dick twitching inside me, my
orgasm wracked through me, even stronger as I saw Nick and Luka finish too.

  I let my legs drop from Bernards waist as he relaxed above me.

  Holy fuck balls, that had just happened.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Holly

  Bernard helped me up from the bench and straightened his pants, sliding his suspenders back into place. My pants had been discarded on the other side of the room and I bent to pick them up, sliding them back over my hips. My thighs were sticky and gross and I needed a quick shower if I were going to make it through the rest of the night.

  “We are not leaving until you let me shower off,” I told them pointedly.

  Bernard flushed, his ears turning a bright red again, “Yeah, about that, we should get you cleaned up.”

  “Come on,” Luka took my hand and pulled me from the room, the other two following closely behind us. “It’s a good thing we talked Nick into this oversized shower huh?”

  We walked back into the large common space, and again I was taken aback by the sheer size and beauty of the room. I may have borderline hated Christmas before, but now I wasn’t so sure I did. There was beauty and laughter in it, joy and celebration. It seemed I had missed out on a lot over the years.

  Nick joined us at my other side and reached over grabbing my ass making me chuckle.

  I laughed, “You three are insatiable.”

  “Only with you it would seem,” Nick muttered as he swung open another door. This room was a large bedroom. A huge four poster bed sat on a raised platform, a thick maroon comforter looking soft and inviting.

  Luka passed the bed and continued to another door off the side of the room, this one an enormous bathroom. The tiled floor led to a huge walk in shower with matching beige tile, enclosed in floor to ceiling glass with a double door. Shower heads came from the wall and the ceiling and I swear it had to be big enough to fit eight people.