Wrapped Up For Christmas Novels & Stories

Asia's POV: It's been a few weeks since the birth of little Jardani putting me at 39 weeks halfway through December. We have roughly 10 days until Christmas and the house is in a uproar cause we waited until the last minute. But now that we have little kids in the house all of us adults decided to make it a special Christmas. For everyone it's a first Christmas in one way or another. All of the guys are decorating the house, cause nothing screams scary mafia men like icicle lights and an inflatable snowman out front. Yesterday we picked out a big ass tree and put it in the bigger living room. Of course none of us preggers women can decorate the higher parts of the tree so we have someone els

COLEEN I woke up to the soft glow of Christmas lights reflecting off the windowpane. Outside, the world was blanketed in white snowflakes drifting lazily from the sky as if time itself had decided to move slower for the holidays. The smell of pine and cinnamon drifted from the living room, where Hayden was currently doing a terrible job of wrapping presents. He’d been banned from using tape after he’d somehow managed to glue two rolls together, but he was too stubborn to give up. I watched him from the couch, fighting back a laugh as he tried to wrangle the wrapping paper into submission.

I hung up before my ears bled to deafness. “Yep,” I drop the chopped onions in the bowl with some salt, black pepper, and green chili. “So have you wrapped the gifts as I told you and with the ribbon?” I look at the table behind me. The golden wrap and the red ribbon are still lying there beside the gifts as we brought them yesterday. I could have asked the salesgirl girl to do that for me but no, happiness is when you wrap the gifts and get the Christmas spirit as told by Aunt Mary. “Yep,” I tell her instead and pour the batter on the frying pan.

I said, trying to steer her towards a healthier option. She nodded and ordered a glass of juice, and we sat in silence for a few minutes as she sipped her drink and caught her breath. "Are you ready to continue shopping?" I asked, trying to gauge her energy level. "Yes, I think so," she replied, mustering up a small smile. "Let's go." I helped her stand up and we made our way back into the crowded mall, determined to finish our Christmas shopping despite the challenges we were facing. **************** The next day, we set to work wrapping the gifts we had bought from the mall. Despite our best efforts, we struggled to wrap the gifts efficiently due to their awkward shapes. Despite the chaos

"Call Vladimir worm once more, and I will cut your tongue. Do you hear me?" "Yes, Alpha." After I leave the newly formed pack, I forget my small discussion with Max. When I get home, I am so tired. All I want to do is sleep. But there is no time for it because Christmas is near and is a favorite holiday of the pack. Everyone comes together to prepare for Christmas. We have a big Christmas tree in the park that we usually decorate. All the pups help decorate it. On the 24th we have a big party in the main Pack House for those that were unmated.

"Ah, lass, it's bad luck is it not, to guess a gift before it is given?" "A hint?" I plead, giving them the best pouty look I can manage. Ben laughs. "Twenty minutes and we'll return for you with or without your wrapped gifts." "Fine." I shake my head. "Now leave so I can finish." They both disappear and I rush to finish wrapping their gifts, excitement making my hands tremble and it takes me three tries to get the wrapping paper to fit. I smooth my hands down my Christmas dress that swirls around my thighs. The rich velvet hugs my curves. I take the rollers out of my hair, pinning up the sides with bright green combs.

"You are cold." "It is freezing outside." He shivered dramatically. "Here." Roy handed her a well-wrapped present about the size of a shoebox. "Merry Christmas." "Take mine too." Bruce brought out a small box from his coat pocket. The wrapping hinted on the poor skills of the wrapper. Rubbing his shoulder. "I tried making it fine, but it still ended up like this." Lisa gave the two of them a peck on their cheeks. "It is okay, I love it. Merry Christmas."

His mother had never been one for subtlety, but a smile warmed his expression as he tore tape away from the package’s ends. Once he’d gotten the box open he could see that it was his mother’s version of a care package, complete with loads of Christmas candy and a framed photo of both his mother and father dressed in their usual Mr. and Mrs. Claus attire. He shook his head. They never gave up on trying to give him some of their excessive holiday spirit. He found a letter, the envelope red and sparkly. There was a bright green sticker in the shape of a Christmas tree keeping it sealed. With a sigh at the unnecessary waste of it all, he slid open the letter and read.

Jingle finished last, pulling from her mouth to cum across her tits, white ropes mixing with their saliva on her swollen pink nipples. They collapsed around her, bodies tangled on the rug, the fire's warmth chasing the chill. Santa kissed her forehead, Jingle nuzzled her neck, Frost traced her hip, real men, flawed and fond, in the magic of the night. "Merry Christmas, Dory," Santa murmured, voice thick with emotion. She smiled, spent and throbbing, the fantasy alive in her veins. "Best gift ever."

“I’ll be your personal servant, Aurora. Whatever you need.” She turns to look at him, arching an eyebrow at the serious tone he uses, even though the amusement in his eyes gives him away. “A servant, huh? I didn’t realize that was included in the list of Christmas decorations.” “Well, now you know.” He slides his hand over hers. “I can wrap presents, hang wreaths, turn on the Christmas lights... and if you want, I’ll even dress up as Santa Claus.” Aurora bursts out laughing at the image.