Page 29 of Naughty Elf: Alfie
“Who are the sweetest babies in all the land?” I coo at our triplets as I dress them in their Christmas outfits. Pisces offered to help, but I shoo’d him away. He needs his rest to birth our next litter soon. He’s only cooking two this time, but they’ve exhausted him as much as this first litter had. And he’s back to nesting hardcore.
“I want lots of babies,” Pisces says as he rubs his tummy. He can hardly walk some days and his patrons love rubbing his tummy for “good luck”. They always ask and he always lets them.
“Fiveisa lot,” I say. “But I’m happy to have as many babies as you desire. You said seven in the beginning and I’m still on board.” Whatever Pisces wants, I’m happy to give him. He gives me so much love and joy.
“I know, and I love you for it.” Pisces leans over to kiss my cheek.
With the shop booming, we can afford to save and have enough to take care of however many babies we have. Not to mention Santa #22 offering to help. The babies are all part elf, after all. If they want to work in his workshop, they’ll be welcome as soon as they turn eighteen.
“I think you were my shooting star,” Pisces says as he pushes to his feet and picks up Clara.
“Your shooting star?” I pull a tiny sock on Gloria’s tiny foot.
“Yep. That Christmas we met, I did a spell, saw a shooting star, and poof, you came into my life. Best shooting star ever.” He grins at our daughter as he bounces her on his hip.
Nicholas smiles in his sleep. He’s already dressed for the party.
“I have no idea what my life would look like right now if Santa hadn’t sent you to me. I probably would have given up on my shop and been miserable for it.” Pisces sways with our daughter asleep at his hip. “You’re everything I never knew was possible.” Tears leak from his eyes. “Love I didn’t know was possible.”
With Gloria dressed, I push to my feet and take Clara from my perfect omega to lay her next to her sister. I take Pisces’s hands in mine. “Pisces, you’re my heart and soul. I hadn’t known how empty I was without you in my life. I know you would have made it on your own, same as me. But I’m so glad we’re together.”
“I love you, Alfie,” he says before pressing his lips to mine. His sweet mouth takes over my senses. As does the scent of his slick. When we pull away, his cheeks are pink.
“We have time before the party.” I wiggle my brows.
Silently, we move our precious babies to their bouncy seats and face them away from us.
“On the bed, omega.” I growl.
Pisces struggles to remove his pants and underwear. He scrambles up and lies on his back with his legs spread as far as he can, giving me access to his hole. I plan on making him come as many times as possible before we’ll have to clean up and go to the Christmas party Yolanda’s throwing.
“My pretty omega spread out just for me.” I drop to my knees and breathe him in. “So perfect. So slick.” I swipe my tongue over his hole and he moans.
“Please, I need you.”
“Patience, Pisces. Patience.” His hole takes my finger easily as I unbuckle my belt with the other hand.
He squirms as I tease him with my cockhead. But before I can press into him, a flood of fluid rushes from his hole.
His eyes fly open. “I think?—”
“Oh, yeah. Ready for round two, papa?” I clean him with a few baby wipes from the nightstand.
“As ready as I can be. I hoped it would be after Christmas, though.”
I hold up a fresh pair of sweatpants for him to step into. “The midwife said they could come as early as today.”
“I know.” Pisces grins and moans at the same time. He grabs his phone from the nightstand. He puts it on speaker phone when he calls Yolanda.
“Oh Pisces, please tell me you aren’t canceling. I had a surprise for our sweet littles.”
“It’s a really good reason.”
Yolanda sucks in a breath. “You’re in labor?” She squeals, and I swear I can hear her jumping in excitement.
“I’m in labor.” Pisces laughs. “Water just broke. We’re heading to the hospital, but hoped we could still drop the babies at your place?”
“Of course, of course. I’d love to keep them until you’re ready.”
