Add a little spice to your holiday with Vixen.
Santa’s gained a little weight, and with an ever-increasing number of toys to deliver he’ll need a larger sleigh and more reindeer. But Santa has a plan.
Vixen is ready for motherhood and sets her sights on Dasher. He’s handsome and healthy, but all the tail swishing and antler rattling doesn’t get the buck’s attention. On Christmas Eve she gives Santa’s plan one last try, but Dasher is all about hanging out with the boys and drinking eggnog before the big flight.
Vixen thinks all is lost, but she’s in for a Christmas surprise. Comet knows nothing about Santa’s plan, but he’s been flying in Vixen’s scented wake for years and no way is he losing her to Dasher. Can a determined Comet convince Vixen he’s the alpha of her dreams?
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What was going on with Vixen? The usually prim female was acting like a wild reindeer in heat.
She was bumping Dasher’s rump and rubbing against his flank, giving the buck permission to mount her. Dasher wasn’t responding, but every tail wag made Comet want to throw back his head and utter a mating call just for her. Her scent drifted in the air, driving Comet crazy with desire.
He loved watching her. His flying position was directly behind her, and Comet looked forward to every flight and practice drill. Her ass was fabulous and her tail enticing. Vixen was always friendly, but she’d never taken notice of him.
She wasn’t a flirt like Donner, so why all of a sudden was she into Dasher? Watching her entice Dasher with her swaying ass and flicking tail was tearing Comet apart.
Dasher shifted into human form and walked away from Vixen. Tail held high, she trotted off toward the barn.
Comet continued on his way to the center of town. The bucks were getting together for eggnog and sugar cookies, a tradition on Christmas Eve.
Dasher caught up with him. In human form, he stood a couple inches taller than Comet. All the Elves thought Dasher with his sandy-colored hair and blue eyes was handsome and charming.
“Hey, Comet. Tonight’s the night.”
Had Dasher and Vixen made a date? “For what?”
Dasher gave him an incredulous look. “The big flight. I love Christmas Eve night. Did you know a big storm is predicted for the Rockies? Rudolph asked Santa to give him a zap of extra magic before takeoff.”
“He’ll need it. What’s up with Vixen? I’ve never seen her so agitated.”
Dasher scratched his head. “I don’t know. She’s been acting silly. I think she was flirting with me.”
“You’re not interested?”
“She’s like a little sister,” Dasher said. “I can’t go there.”
They reached the center of town. Christmas lights were strung across the main streets and silver bells rang, playing carols. Arms laden with toys, Elves rushed to and fro.
Dasher rubbed his belly. “I can smell the fresh cookies.”
“I think I’ll take a pass on the cookies,” Comet said.
“More for me.”
Comet left Dasher and headed for the woods near the barn. Maybe it was time for a mating call.
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