Dirty Claus

“Your water broke a while ago, and your contractions have been steady but they are picking up now,” she says, reading a strip of paper from a machine she attached to me a while ago.

“Huh,” I say shrugging.

“Well, I’d so go with it. Most women in labor say it’s the worst pain they’ve ever felt.”

“How will I know when to push?” I ask, panicking. Nick must hear it in my voice, because he’s at my side before my next breath.

“You’ll just know,” she says wisely.

Fourteen hours later, I have my twins, Nick H and Noelle in my arms. Both babies are happy and healthy. Instantly, my life changed for the second time in six months. I love these little babies that I helped to create. Happy tears fall down my face.

“Hello, Mama,” Nick says from his place beside me. He kisses my cheek, but I turn my head and our lips connect.

“Papa,” I say, when I move back from him.

“I love you so much. Thank you for giving me everything,” he murmurs.

“I love you too. And I could say the same thing.” He kisses me again before placing a kiss on each baby’s forehead. I hand him Noelle. He’s even sexier holding our baby. It’s unfair really.

When I was transferred here, I thought I was being punished. I thought it was a backward slide in regards to my goals, but I should have trusted Fate. I should have known she knew what was best for me. She has given me everything I never knew I wanted or needed.

Nick is the love of my life and the fact that this happened so fast is just the way it’s supposed to be. Love doesn’t make mistakes. I look down in awe at my babies and wonder about their futures. It’s already been decided, but that doesn’t make any less exciting or amazing.

I can’t wait to see what’s in store for Nick and I as we navigate through the ages together.

Epilogue

Nick

Sixty Years Later

Four years have passed since I was last Santa. Retirement has been amazing. Aenwyn and I have watched the world change as magic became mainstream again. Our oldest son, Nick H, also called Holt, is the current santa and has changed the way things are done yet again. He is still on the hunt for his wife but I have no doubt that she’s coming. Aenwyn and I are currently in Ireland where the consensus is magic was born here thousands of years ago and being here feels like it too. Being with Aenwyn has been a whirlwind. Sixty years have gone by and we are closer than ever. When you find the woman you are supposed to love forever, everything is better. Colors are brighter, the air is cleaner, birds sing louder. It’s crazy. I never thought that it would be like this, be so amazing that I didn’t even notice the years slipping by. When you live forever, things happen in the blink of an eye therefore I’ve learned to never take a single second for granted.

The cottage we rented for the year is about twenty minutes from Dublin in the town of Rathgar. It’s surrounded by trees and it's set back from the road. Inside this home, it feels like we are the only two people in the world. It’s quiet and secluded. I have been in town grabbing some supplies while she stayed in bed. When I return, my dark haired wood elf is still sleeping. I put away my haul, strip, and get back into bed. I kiss her awake.

“Good morning, Mrs. Claus,” I whisper in her ear.

“Good morning, Mr. Claus,” she replies sleepily.

“What should we do today?” I ask, not wanting to get out of bed again.

“Blarney Castle for sure,” she says. “Maybe.”

“It’s still early. What could we get up to before we go?” I muse, knowing exactly what I want is exactly what she wants. I can feel it.

“I have some ideas,” she says, kissing me before climbing on top of me.

“Merry Christmas to me,” I murmur as she slides her bare pussy down onto my always hard cock.

“So good husband. So fucking good.”

“Always.”

She uses her hips and knees to move her body up and down over and over. I rear up to suck her nipple into my mouth. She cries out and speeds up her movements. We are so in tune with each other, it doesn’t take much for us to come.

“I love you, wife,” I tell her as I flip her over onto her back and slide into her slowly.

“I love you too,” she cries out. I reach between us and rub her clit, the little bundle of nerves setting her off yet again. I fill her with my seed again.

Finding her, loving her, marrying her, having six kids with her… It’s all been amazing. She is the very best thing that has ever or will ever happen to me. Getting to have forever with this woman is a long time, but at the same time, it will never be enough.