Once a year, from Christmas Eve to New Year's Eve, Shay gets a visit from Harper, one of Santa's Elves. Their magical time together may only last a week, but Shay anticipates it the entire year and throws himself wholeheartedly into the kink-filled week. The only way their time could be better would be if Harper could stay longer.
When November rolls around again and the kinky gifts start arriving, Shay can only hope he's been a good enough boy this year to be granted more time with the Elf he loves. Will Santa be able to deliver this year?
Praise for Five Golden Beads (Reindeer Games)
"If you like some kink with your Christmas magic, if you want to read about a horny elf visiting a 'nice' man only to make him do very naughty things, and if you're looking for an entertaining read that is as hot as it is sweet, then you will probably enjoy this short story."
-- Serena Yates, Rainbow Book Reviews
"This story is well written with a tightly focused storyline. The characters are cute. The sex is hawt. It is a feel good book recommended to m/m readers who cannot decide between Santa's naughty or nice list."
-- BookAddict, The Romance Reviews
"This is a light, fun, wickedly delicious short story. Full of Christmas joy and steamy sex it had me licking my lips and eager to get back into that Christmas spirit."
-- 4 Stars from Fern, Long and Short Reviews
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Five Golden Beads (Reindeer Games)
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Copyright ©2015 Sean Michael
The presents started arriving in late November. The first was a tattoo magazine. Then two captive bead rings. Three butt plugs. Four cuffs. By then, Shay'd gotten the idea. His own personal kinky Santa was coming to town.
This would be year number six that Harper appeared on Christmas Eve, filling Shay's life with love and sex and everything magical until midnight on New Year's Eve when he disappeared like a wisp of smoke. Shay had to admit, he waited all year long for Christmas.
Five golden anal beads were next. Each one was slightly bigger than the last. The six-stranded flogger felt great on his skin, but seriously, who needed seven jeweled penis plugs? Or eight vibrators? He only had one asshole. Of course thinking about whether or not they'd get through all eight when Harper finally showed up in person was revving him up, wasn't it?
The nine cock rings ranged from simple black leather to intricate and beautiful steel, but the ten nipple clamps made him shudder. He had very sensitive nipples. The eleven urethral sounds made him jack off like crazy, but the twelve bottles of lube? That was a promise.
Shay cleaned the place from top to bottom in the days before Christmas, turned the ringer on his phone off and lined the gifts up on the dresser. He had all the food they could want in the fridge and cupboards, wine, beer and some whiskey in the wet bar. All he needed now was his true gift.
Shay sat on the edge of the bed, eyes on the Christmas lights outside. They twinkled madly, shining off the glass.
It was two minutes to midnight -- two minutes to Christmas Eve. Two minutes to balls-to-the-walls, nonstop, make-him-walk-bowlegged-for-a-month sex.
Shay wasn't sure what Harper was, who held Harper's reins, but he knew that, from the first time, he was snared.
The clock hit midnight and suddenly the room felt heavier. He turned to look to his left and there was Harper, sitting right next to him. The same long, rangy body. The same stunning face with twinkling blue eyes and dark hair that curled around Harper's ears. Harper's lips were dark red, his smile right there for Shay.
"Harper." Shay smiled, his heart beating so fast. "Merry Christmas, love."
"So you got my gifts." Harper grinned, looking sassy as fuck.
Before Shay could answer, Harper ducked his head, bringing their mouths together. Peppermint. Harper tasted like peppermint. The kiss started slowly, an almost tentative hello, but it quickly grew in strength and surety. Humming, Harper opened his lips, tongue slipping into Shay's mouth.
Shay climbed over into his lover's lap, groaning deep in his chest as they pressed together for the first time in a year. He would have started out naked, but he didn't want to seem too easy so he always made sure he was clothed as he waited for Harper to turn up.
Thank God Harper was on the same getting-naked-as-soon-as-possible page as he was. Sure fingers undid his shirt, each button popping open slow as molasses. They never had to speak much. It was like they had to distill an entire lifetime into a week, so they just got down to it.
It took forever for Harper to finish unbuttoning his shirt, his lips on Shay's all the while. Harper's kisses were like magic. Shay swore they slowed time down, made their week longer, fuller, better.
He spread his fingers over Harper's smooth, warm skin, his palms burning. Harper moaned for him, the sound like music, telling him he was special, that his touch was appreciated. "I've been waiting all year to do this."