completely gone insane? He waited impatiently for Farro to return. Usually Kylen enjoyed reading to Sammy, but he was too worked up to concentrated on Fluffy Bunny Goes to School or whatever book Sammy currently wanted to hear twenty times before sleep. “He’s all tucked in. He’s so excited he fell asleep before I finished the book.” Farro settled comfortably beside his mate, Kylen soothing him by merely being near. “What’s this Santa nonsense?” Kylen listened as Farro told him the fable about Christmas, which made absolutely no sense. He waited until Farro finished before speaking just in case he missed some vital fact. In the end he had to state his opinion. “Why would you lie to a child?” Farro rolled his eyes. “It’s not really a lie; it’s a small fib.” “Really? Telling him a magical chubby elf is going to bring him presents is a small fib? What do you consider a big lie?” “That you are going to get laid tonight,” Farro said dryly, his eyes narrowing in annoyance. “It would be best if we just tell Sammy the truth. We can tell him in the morning.” Farro’s low, menacing growl didn’t encourage open communication. The fact Farro didn’t tend to be an alpha wolf made it all the more of a warning. “If you breathe a word to our son that Santa isn’t real you will be sleeping on the couch alone until next Christmas.” “But, Farro. It doesn’t make any sense.” Farro folded his arm across his chest. “It doesn’t have to. It is a Christmas tradition to lie to our children and make them believe in Santa. Ruin it at your peril.” Kylen sighed. “Is this how we are going to settle fights? You are going to withhold sex?” Another growl rolled out of Farro. Without warning he pounced. Kylen fell back against the cushions beneath his mate’s body. “I didn’t say anything about withholding sex. I just won’t let you cuddle with me afterwards.” “I still don’t like it.” Farro flashed a fang. “Fine. But when Sammy finds out the truth on his own I’m going to tell him it was all your idea to lie.” “Deal.” Farro struck, sinking his teeth into Kylen’s neck. “Oh fuck, that’s good.” It should’ve hurt having sharp incisors digging into his neck, but instead endorphins pumped through his system and Kylen dug his heels into the couch cushions to find resistance and push back against his mate. “Let’s take it into the bedroom,” Farro whispered against Kylen’s ear, his breath hot. “O-okay.” He’d be willing to swear under oath that a giant pink bunny delivered presents if it made him the focus of Farro’s attention. He was a sucker for his mate’s touch. He let Farro pull him from the couch and followed him down the hall. He barely avoided slamming into the door when Farro entered their bedroom. Farro released Kylen’s wrist to strip off his clothes, exposing a well-muscled torso and acres of smooth skin. Kylen was glad he’d agreed to have Christmas at Farro’s old house. They didn’t get to visit it often with all of Kylen’s responsibilities as king, but he didn’t want Sammy to miss his usual holiday festivities. Now with Farro dropping his clothes on the floor, Kylen’s brain scrambled. All his worries vanished along with his mate’s clothing. “You are way too dressed to ravish me properly.” Farro’s eyes went wolfy in the way only shifters could. “Damn you’re sexy.” It needed to be said. Kylen knew the past few months had been frantically busy trying to settle two kingdoms together, but he never could’ve done it without his mate. “I’m glad you think so.” Farro sprawled out on the bed displaying his body for Kylen’s pleasure. “Oh, I definitely think so.” Tired of his clothing he waved his hand and removed them from his body. “Cheater, where’s my striptease?” “I’ll give you one later. Right now I want to show you how much I appreciate you.” Kylen climbed onto the bed and