From the World of Willy the Kinky Elf & His Bad-Ass Reindeer.
The North Pole isn’t exactly as it appears in fairy tales. It has the elves and Santa and his reindeer, but Santa and Mrs. Claus aren’t the jolly couple the world believes them to be. The reindeer are all shape-shifters who transform into gorgeous beings in human form and are respected by all.
Santa Claus has everything except the one thing he craves most - a mate of his own. Forever told it wasn't in the cards for him, he goes about his days longing for something he knows he can never have. Maybe Andrew Lanzer isn’t his fated mate, but he knows what he feels for the reindeer goes far beyond simple attraction.
Drew sees how Santa looks at him, but he's not stupid. Santa's wife may be gone now, but history has proven she’ll be back. Time and again. He's hoping one sexual encounter will be enough to get him out of his system. What he doesn’t expect is for it to open the door to so much more.
When Mary Claus demands to be heard, the entire North Pole is thrown into chaos. With the man he loves and his newfound son by his side, Santa must fight harder than he's ever fought before to rid the North Pole of her conniving presence once and for all. Along the way, he may even discover that what the Fates have always led him to believe might not be true after all. With help from Willy the elf and a few new allies, Santa Claus may finally get the happily-ever-after he's only ever dreamed of.
Santa Claus & His Unexpected Mate cannot be read as a standalone. The finale of the Willy the Kinky Elf & His Bad-Ass Reindeer series, it contains characters and stories from each book that will be confusing to readers who have not read the series.
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Publisher: Independently Published
Heat Level: 4
Romantic Content: 5
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay, Pansexual
Protagonist 1 Age: 18-25
Protagonist 2 Age: Ageless/Immortal
Tropes: Fated Mates / Soul Mates
Word Count: 114,000
Setting: North Pole
Series Type: Same Universe / Various Characters
"None of this is your fault."
"Don't you see, Drew? Everything is my fault. My loneliness, my selfishness... hell, my damn dick caused this."
"No, Mary caused this," he says angrily. "Was she aware of the alternative had you not married her?"
"Yes. She's always known."
"Yet she chose to threaten to expose you anyway. She's really that convinced you'll take her back?"
"I won't, Andrew. I swear it."
"You do, don't you?"
He wraps his arms around me and holds me close, the rest of the world disappearing around us. Several minutes later, he pulls back just far enough to look me closely in the eye.
"I swear I'll never betray you, Santa. I don't know what will happen with us a week from now, or hell, even a day from now, but I promise not to ever violate the trust you've placed in me."
"I know. And I swear on all that I am that I'll never betray you."READ MORE
He reaches up and wipes a tear off my cheek that I didn't even know had fallen.
"Yes, I do."
"I need to speak with her privately, Drew. I don't want to, but I have to remind her of the possible consequences of her actions if she continues down the path she's on."
"I don't like the thought of you having to deal with her, but I agree it needs to be done at some point."
"You're okay with me being alone with her?"
He pulls out of my arms and paces a few feet before turning to look at me, his pained expression breaking my heart a little.
"No, I'm not okay with it, but what can I say? Do I beg you not to do it because I don't want that bitch anywhere near you? Or because I know what she's done to you in the past? How she affects you? It's not my place to say anything one way or another. You're not my boyfriend, my partner. I know you're not my mate, so I have no voice here. We can't even really call what we have a relationship other than a sexual one."
"Then what do you think we are, Andrew?"
"I don't know," he whispers.
I pull him back into my arms. "What we are is something special, something I've longed for my entire life." He tries to pull away but I hold him tighter. I feel him sniffling and my heart hurts knowing I'm the cause of it. "What's wrong, sweetheart? I swear I won't take her back."
"I know you won't, but it's so unfair, you know?” he mumbles into my shoulder. “I want to be with you. I know you want to be with me. I feel it every time we're together."
"But we both know that we won't, can't, last forever."
"Do you feel I should let you go?" I ask him.
His eyes come up to meet mine. "No."
"Do you honestly believe you could care for another man the way you do me?"
"I don't think it's possible. I want you more than I've ever wanted anything, anyone, in my life."
"I feel the same for you, Drew."
"You loved your wife."
I shake my head. "No, baby. I loved the thought of being wanted, needed, of not being lonely. What I felt for her was never love. I know that now. I need you to believe that."
"That's all I ask."