Page 11 of Courting the Krampus
Cole's eyebrows rise comically high. “Adelbert doesn’t know how the bonds came to be either? Or why?”
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Jasper shaking his head. “Not even Bertie. As you know, we were on the Alberad Caribbean Estate for our ten-year school reunion, then despite all the wards erected around the island, a group of human women inadvertently managed to sneak right up to us.”
I snicker quietly into my cup at that. He said “erected.”
Jasper pinches my waist lightly and playfully nips at my ear, clearly picking up on why I’m giggling, but continues giving Cole more information. “We spent all of last night in the estate library, scouring the books to see if anything can explain why we have to remain within a hundred yards of each other. Now, Bertie has gone back to the Black Forest with Florence—his bonded—trying to look through more comprehensive resources at the main library. He said he’ll call us if he finds a way to dissolve the bond.”
“And until then you’re stuck together?” Cole asks before taking a sip. I unconsciously copy the move, enjoying the balance of sweetness with a slight kick of ginger as the warm liquid passes my lips, having zero sexy thoughts about other warm liquids that can pass my lips.
“Yup. I swore to keep Natalie safe as long as she’s with me. Initially, Bertie told us not to touch until we got answers.”
“Let me guess, the two of you found that a little… hard?” Cole snorts and I giggle along with him. He’s not wrong.
“Natalie said she doesn’t mind touching.” Jasper squeezes my waist, emphasizing his statement, and I lean a little further into him.
“Did she now?” Cole’s question sounds like it’s aimed at Jasper, but his eyes stay firmly fixed on me.
I lift my chin a little and stare right back at Cole. “Yes, she did.”
I study his sharply pointed ears and the multiple piercings decorating it, his septum piercing I didn’t know I’d find attractive but suddenly really admire, then the tattoos starting at his throat, moving down his arms and covering almost every visible piece of skin up to his wrists. I wonder how far down his body they go.
“Are you comfortable there, Natalie?” Oh fuck, the way my name sounds when Cole says it has me squirming on Jasper’s lap, trying to squeeze away the pulse drumming in my clit.
Jasper snakes his hand higher and splays it over my stomach, the material of the sweater bunching under his wide palm. Placing his mouth next to my ear, his breath is hot against my skin as he chastises me in a low voice. “Naughty, naughty, Natalie. You can’t go squirming on my lap like that if you don’t want to wake the beast.”
I let out an embarrassing cackle. “The beast? Seriously?” I look to Cole to see if he’s reflecting my sentiment, but I only get the arch of a brow back.
“Keep squirming like that and you’ll find out,” Cole says. I pause and look over my shoulder at Jasper. The confident grin he gives me confirms he wasn’t really joking. It kind of makes me want to grind down and find out if he really is as big as I thought I imagined on the island.
“You still cold, Natalie?” Cole asks, gaze dipping down to my tits where my nipples are trying to punch holes through my bra.
I arch my back a little and watch as his throat works on a swallow. “I’m good, just my fucking feet that are cold. Trudging through snow in boots that aren’t really waterproof has turned my toes into little icicles.”
“Would you mind if I warmed them for you?”
“Oh, you don’t have to do that.”
“I believe I asked if you minded if I did that. I’m perfectly capable of making my own choice in this regard.”
I bite my lip as my pussy basically gushes at his words. Bossy Cole is hot.
“Sure,” I answer in a voice smaller than I’m used to, my heart beating faster than the wings on a tiny creature. I’m usually the one taking control in situations, but Cole telling me what to do, and me following very willingly, is a whole new ball game. One I’m cautiously welcoming.
“Now you just get comfortable and lean back against Jasper while I take care of your feet. Sound good?”
My head nods of its own accord and I automatically sink into Jasper’s embrace.
When did I become so pliant? And with practical strangers?
Jasper hugs me closer to him and slips a digit under my sweater, trailing it lightly across my skin. Seeing no protests from me, he works his whole hand under my sweater and caresses my skin in gentle circles while Cole tracks each move and studies our faces. I cling to my mug like it’s the only thing still making sense in this version of heaven I’m currently in.
Seemingly satisfied that we’re staying put, Cole untangles his fingers from Jasper’s and places his mug on the table. Jasper uses his now-free hand and brushes my hair behind my ear before putting it under the blanket and resting it on my thigh. His touch seers my skin and my panties get damper with every second that passes. I don’t know how much more I can take before I’ll be dripping down my thighs.
Eyes fixed on me, Cole slowly folds the blanket back and gently lifts my feet into his lap. Jasper keeps up his sweet torturous caresses against my skin, tracing soothing patterns against my thigh with one hand, and with his other, slips his pinky underneath the band of my skirt. My breath stutters at the tenderness of the moment.
Sex, I can do. Fun. A good, fast fucking is what I like. Gentle caresses and sweet gestures are what I have trouble with, because they usually spell out feelings. But I’ve only just met these two and all three of us have insane chemistry. This is just leading to fucking, right?
Sensing my apprehension, Cole pauses his movements and looks at me with poorly disguised concern. “You okay there, Natalie?”
