Devon McCormack > Recent Status Updates

“The top you're wearing is so tight and your boobs are so close to coming out, you call me a slut? That's a 'come see what I've got hiding between my thighs' outfit if I ever saw one. A short leather skirt, Mother? Mile-high boots? Fishnets? The guy at the end of the counter is probably wondering how much you charge.” - Oh, wow. Aphrodite dresses like my mother...

This is officially my favorite mc from Candi Kay. Think: hot bad boy.

Read the first few paragraphs, and I already feel disgusting for reading this. Love it! Gimme more!

Ah...he said it. He said it! Gross, gross, gross. These words like daggers enter into my ears!

Serious North Pole drama here.

Haha, CK: you thought you were going to make me hate Blake, but you were mistaken. I love him even more. And I will be very upset if I don't get his story...I will be sending you my demands privately. ;)

"The gift deliveries come to an end in a remote town of Alaska." - ...Sarah Palin enters into the story? Maybe? Here's hoping...

“Now, Derek. Fuck me hard. Hurry.” - Come on...we've all been there.

Evan, you do what you have to do to keep your man from using the L word. Be strong, young reindeer!

If one reindeer is out of sync, it could not only hurt Santa Claus, but it could delay - or even cancel - gifts being delivered to every child in the world." - NOOOOOOOOO!!!!

I gasp. The Council consists of twelve elders, six snowmen and six snow women, who don't play nice when it comes to breaking the rules of the North Pole." *giggles*

Derek to Evan: “Perfect ... mine ... only mine ...” - I hope this mate stuff really works. Otherwise, Evan could end up like JLo in Enough in Book 3.

Evan: “Fuck me, Derek. Hard. I'm not fragile.” I've suspected this about you, Evan.

"The kiss is slow. I try to speed it up, but he holds back, not pulling out of the erotic kiss until we are both forced to breathe." - Evan, you are the greediest little fella in the world.

Derek: "It would be selfish of me to take advantage while you're still recovering.” - Why don't you just stick the tip in? We'll stop there...I promise... *fingers crossed*

"As for the virgin thing? You have no idea how happy that makes me.” - IRL: Stay away from anyone who is excited about you being a virgin. I don't trust those fuckers. Do what I did: Lie to someone who it would scare the shit out of and then figure it out as you go. By the time they realize the truth, they're too invested to back out. It's a fool proof plan. You're welcome.

"Contrary to what the rest of the world believes, Santa's elves aren't itty bitty men with pointy ears and squeaky voices. While they are shorter than most at the North Pole, they look just like everyone else." - In other words, CK found a way to create a race of perfect bottoms. Lol.

"Derek pulls me into his arms and places a soft kiss on the bump on my forehead." - Derek, stop doing all these things in public. You're embarrassing me. *blushes* No, not really. Keep doing exactly what you're doing.

"We may all end up with blue balls before this holiday season is over.”

I want to marry Blake. I swear to God, CK, if you fuck him up later in this story, I will go apeshit on some reindeer.

"When the others saw him on the ground they started laughing at him and taking photos."

- I don't care what you think, CK. I love Blake. I understand his pain.

Derek (continued): "...so bad it's sometimes all you can think about. You feel as if your life won't be complete until we finally form the union that you've been dreaming about. Am I right, Evan?”

- Evan, say yes, or I will dick punch you so fucking hard.

Derek: “You've lusted after other guys, but it's never been as intense as it's been with me over the past few days. You ache. You want me inside you, or to be inside me..."

- Omg. They can flip-flop! They're going to be happy forever!

Dear Evan, when Derek tells you you're his mate, you shut the fuck up and agree. Got it? Good. xoxo Devon

“How did I get here?”
“I carried you on my back.”
- *insert adorable, wide-eyed cat meme here*

"I open my eyes to see Derek sound asleep, his arm across my stomach and his head on my chest. I try to move, but his arm tightens." - So cute.

"Tablets are even turning on at random with pornography videos playing.” #northpoleproblems

“As my second in command so rudely stated earlier, Santa Claus is being difficult.”

“That's not what I said,” Willy interjects. “I said that Santa Claus is a butt head.”

- Please, Willy. Tell us how you really feel.

"We don't bother cleaning up, so into just being with each other." - Gross, CK. I mean, obviously I'm guilty of this, too, but gross.

Derek: “Mine... mine... only mine..." - In case anyone is wondering, I actually do want to be treated like a piece of property in my fantasies. In fact I don't really even want to be respected or valued in my fantasies, but that's just an aside. :)