Page 39 of Courting the Krampus
“Bite?” Trust Natalie to focus on the part she’d think is kinky. “Like a vampire bite?”
Completely unbidden, the desire to bite her becomes so strong that I lean forward to graze my teeth up her throat, nipping at her ear. There’s no mating intention behind the nip, so it doesn’t mean anything, but the urge is right beneath the surface.
Somehow sensing I need backup, Cole lifts my sweater and runs his hand up and down my back. The touch grounds me and I rest one hand on his thigh before continuing with my explanation.
“It’s usually somewhere on the body, depending on personal preferences. It links you to your mate. Once bitten, you can sense each other through a bond. Depending on the strength of the bond you can sense emotions and even communicate. My parents can have whole telepathic conversations with each other.”
Natalie’s eyes round and she sits up straighter. “Ooo, telepathic conversations? That’s really cool. I want that.”
My hands tighten on her waist and I will my heart to slow down, to give her the time and space she needs to process it all.
“It’s also a soul bond,” I say with a controlled smile. “It links my soul to yours and Cole’s. It’s only broken with death.”
Natalie looks at Cole before looking back at me, eyebrows halfway up her forehead. “So the stronger than marriage thing is real, then?”
Cole nods. “Yes, and that’s why we want you to take your time. Consider all your options. When you’re sure, we’ll be waiting.”
Natalie turns serious. Her gaze is intent on both of us as she says, “Thank you. I’ll try not to keep you waiting too long. Every spare moment I have, I’ll be thinking through what life in the Arctic will look like for me, for us.”
“Take all the time you need,” I say and place a light kiss on her forehead.
Cole tilts his head and adds, “And until then, we’ll be courting you. Showing you the benefits of staying.” He turns his gaze to me. “And you. I’ll be courting my krampus too.” Like a snowman on a warm day, I melt at those words.
I love Cole so much and knowing he feels the same way about me, that we have a future together—a real one, not the half relationship we’ve been having until now—makes my internal smile stretch to one that’ll rival the Grinch’s.
Needing to switch modes before I’m a puddle of cozy feelings on the floor, I cup Natalie’s pussy through her leggings. “Also, until you’re absolutely sure, we’ll be taking care of your sweet cunt with our utmost devotion.”
Natalie grinds against my hand. “Can I take your knot?”
“Turns out, as my fated mate, you’re made to take it.” The truth of the sentence has me giddy with the knowledge that I won’t hurt her, that her cunt was made to accommodate my knot. My smile grows as I realize that Cole, as my other mate, might also be able to take me one day.
I press the heel of my hand harder against Natalie’s clit, and she grinds against it until she’s breathless. “Is this why I’m constantly dripping?” she pants.
“It’s not just arousal, it’s slick. It’s because your body is preparing to take a krampus cock. And my knot.”
Cole’s hand moves from my back to my belt, and undoes my pants. My hard cock springs free and he slowly toys with it. He drags his thumb down my slit, gathering precum to lick from his fingers.
Natalie watches us, her breaths growing more rapid as she rides my hand hard. “Can we try it? Knotting?”
Abruptly, I take my hand away, stopping her orgasm before it crests. “Hop on.”
Chapter twenty
Jasper
I make quick work of Natalie’s clothes, my own somehow dissolving away as Natalie and Cole’s hands move up and down my body, distracting me with tongues and teeth, nibbling and licking at each inch of skin revealed.
I find myself splayed out on my back in front of the fireplace, Natalie straddling my waist and Cole’s hands cupping her full tits from behind, plucking at her nipples until she’s a squirming mess and I can feel her wet cunt hot against my bare skin.
Cole turns Natalie’s head and licks into her mouth with a filthy kiss before pulling back abruptly. “Get that cock in your cunt, Natalie. I’ll be back.”
I try to watch him go, confused as to what’s happening and how he’s still dressed, but my aching cock and the naked woman on top of me distracts me.
“You heard the male.” Natalie’s husky voice has my cock twitching. Her smirk is confident as she braces her palms on my chest, lifts her hips and positions me at her entrance, nudging my tip in.
I suck in a breath and grip her thighs, my fingers pressing into her skin as I hold her still. The kiss of her wet heat wrapping around my tip has me starving for more, my chest rising and falling, trying to control myself.
“Go slow, please. I know how well you can take me, but please don’t hurt yourself,” I grit out.
