Countdown to Christmas with Jorge

28 days and counting

 Hi, my name is Jorge. I am one of Santa’s elves and you may remember me from my cameo in PIP’S BOXING DAY WISH, Book Two of THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE series by Deanna Wadsworth. I run the social media division at the Mail Department in the North Pole workshop. People are always curious about what happens at the North Pole so I invited a few elves to help me with a Countdown to Christmas blog tour. Some of the elves you may know, and some you may not. I even got the big guy Santa and his sister Lady Claus to join in.

Thanks so much for letting me kick off this tour, Charley!

It is 29 days until Christmas and I cannot tell you how crazy busy we are here up North Pole. I’m working so many are hours I hardly have any time to get laid. And if you know anything about Nordic elves, that is a recipe for some candy-coated backup! But little can be done about that except a few jerk off sessions whenever you get a break—which isn’t often at Christmastime. My inbox has been exploding with e-mails from little kids and all the things that they want for Christmas. I make sure the messages get to the right toy departments to help the toy production to be more efficient, not because Santa actually has to read the letters. He can read minds and hear wishes without even trying. I always get nervous around him because he could read my mind if he wanted to. The last time I talked to him I was so worried he would learn about me and the guy from the Electronics Department getting it on in my office. Oh by the gods was he amazing! And his cum tasted like a jelly donut! Talk about an interesting flavor! But I really shouldn’t have let him fuck me during work hours because I could hardly sit at my desk the rest of the day….. but let’s just keep that between us and not tell Santa, okay?

So anyways, lots of hustle and bustle going on up here and there’s even a new installment of THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE coming out this Friday, written by the lovely Deanna Wadsworth. I really like her, but too bad I don’t do chicks. Maybe I should consider it, though, if it will get me my own book.

My best buddy Lars is the star of Book Four—FUN & GAMES WITH RUDOLPH. I’m not really sure what is in it besides cyber-sex and spanking, because both Deanna and Lars are being hush-hush about all of it. Kinda makes me wonder if Lars is seeing somebody on the sly. That would be a shocker. You see, Lars doesn’t do repeats. In other words he never has sex with a guy more than once. At least not more than one night in a row LOL But like I said, he’s being real secretive. I actually heard him the other day turn down a blowie from a guy over lunch! I’ve never heard him do that! Ever.

So believe me, I can’t wait to hear what happens to Lars, because he’s been a real crabby son of a bitch recently. That guy needs nothing more than a to be bent over and drilled. I always say, nothing sets the world right like a good dick up the ass.

Well, I got to get back to work. My inbox has not stopped pinging since I’ve been writing this blog.

Thanks again for hosting me, Charley! The next stop on the blog tour is decadentpublishing.blogspot.com this Friday so make sure you stop by and say hi to Ms. Claus!

Please enter my Countdown to Christmas contest to win the first three books of THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE series and a $20 Amazon gift certificate.

Just click on the link below HERE and you will see the entry form.

It’s really easy—kinda like me on Friday night!

Laters!

~Jorge

FUN&GAMES WITH RUDOLPH

Naughty North Pole Book Four

By Deanna Wadsworth

Lars is the sarcastic elf who runs Santa’s Mail Department and he follows the dating rule of “no repeats”. But lately he’s been having a romantic textlationship with another elf, via the dating app Elf4Elf. When his cyber boyfriend goes AWOL after a misunderstanding, Lars realizes too late that there is more to life than sex, work, and cookies.

On Christmas Eve, Santa asks Lars to personally deliver a gift to Rudolph—a former reindeer handler who left the North Pole because of a misunderstanding. Rudolph lives on the secluded Sugar Plum Ridge and the only way to get there is by sleigh. Lars just can’t get a break!

When a sudden blizzard forces the two elves to hole up in Rudolph’s cabin, will they find a way to make their own fun and games or will one surprise ruin it all?

One thing is certain: after this night, they both will believe in the magic of the Naughty North Pole!

EXCERPT

“What were you thinking?” my rescuer growled as he put his sword away. “These damn sleigh bells are like painting a big target on your back that says ‘come eat me.’”

His crusty demeanor and bad temper irked me. “Well, how in the name of Christmas was I supposed to know that I would get attacked by a yeti?”

“Never mind,” he said with a surly grunt. “Get over here.”

Tamping down my frustrated tears—I’d almost been killed and this guy was scolding me like I was a wayward child—I joined him, having no idea how he intended to free the animals when they were thrashing about, tangling themselves even worse.

The warrior removed his gloves. To my shock, his hands appeared normal, no claws or magic sparks or anything. Without fear of the beasts or their projectile antlers, he placed one hand on each reindeer, whispering words I didn’t understand. The soothing melody of them made me think he might be speaking the ancient language of the Elven races, but I had no idea what he said.

Instantly, the beasts calmed.

I stared in shock, my adrenaline still pumping. “How did you—?”

Eyes that had first appeared to be glowing stared out from above the balaclava covering his face. Snowflakes sparkled atop heavy lashes and the slight red in his brown irises indicated he was not a god, but rather a Dökkálfar.

“No time for explanation, my young elf,” he said. “We have to get them free.”

Nodding obediently, I agreed to help.

I assisted the best I could, holding the things he told me to hold while he did all the work. Lula was the first one loose and the second she realized it, she bolted and ran up the ridge.

“Wait!” I called after her.

“She’ll be fine,” the other elf told me. “Lula knows the way to my barn. Help me with Betty. She looks hurt.”

“Lula poked her with an antler.”

“Doesn’t surprise me with that one. Lula’s a real pistol.” I could hear the smile in his voice and, when it wasn’t yelling at me, it was a very pleasant, youthful sound, one that soothed me as much as it had the beasts. Though a dead yeti lay mere feet from me, I suddenly felt safe and protected beside this elf.

“Well, Betty,” he said to the reindeer. “Let’s see if ol’ Lula got you for real this time, or if you’re fit enough to walk.”

Thankfully, once he released the harnesses, she was able to stand. After he ran his big hands over her withers and legs, he buried his face against hers, whispering more of those ancient words. She huffed a few frosty breaths and tossed her head, as if nodding.

“What’s your name, elf?” he asked me.

“Lars.”

“Well, Lars, what say you and I let Betty carry us out of this place before any more yetis show up?”

“Sure,” I said, letting out a whoosh of breath. Curious, I stared at the big, fur-covered elf but already had my suspicions about the answer. “Who are you?”

“Name’s Rudolph.”

Deanna Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published in 2010. When she isn’t writing books or brainstorming with friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty salon. She loves music and dancing, and can often be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.

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Thanks so much for coming by, Deanna and Jorge! I hope all your holiday wishes come true! 😉