Book Six: Chapter 86

“No idea. Will probably experiment with it later when I don’t feel so burned out.” The meal and rest had refreshed him, but his body ached. Even though he had never run a marathon, he assumed how he felt now was comparable.

“Should probably put a condom on, first,” she replied. “In case you make yourself come again.”

“Ha ha, very funny. I’ll know better next time.” He shook his head at the memory of pulling his magic back inside of him. In hindsight, he should have known better. “Being turned into a cum fountain is a party trick I don’t feel like repeating.”

“Yeah, my sinuses are still out of whack from it.” She snorted for emphasis just as the door to their room opened. Mrs. Claus stood there with her hands on her hips, then walked inside for a look around. She said nothing for several moments as she inspected the room, then nodded.

“I suppose dessert is in order after all,” she declared, then looked at Mike. “Some friends of yours are here. Why don’t you gr