Page 42 of Courting the Krampus
Then, Cole starts thrusting in earnest. He becomes a master of our bodies, fucking us with complete abandon as he drives us higher and higher with each powerful snap of his hips.
Natalie pushes herself up slightly, bracing her palms next to my head. She throws her head back and closes her eyes as she chases her next orgasm. Her tits bounce in my face and I stick my long tongue out to wrap around a nipple, pulling on it. Her eyes fly open at the sensation and she screams our names as pleasure seizes her body. Goose bumps run up and down her arms and she arches against me, her cunt pulsating around my cock like it knows it belongs to her.
Not yet, I tell myself, clenching my jaw tightly, not wanting this to be over too soon.
Cole must see it as a personal challenge, because he doesn’t slow down, just keeps going until Natalie comes again, her slick soaking both of us.
When she settles back into her body, Cole asks me, “You still want to knot her, Jasper?” His breathing is jagged, like he himself is riding the edge. Judging by the strained tendons in his neck and the sweat dotting his skin, I know he’s just as close as I am.
“Yes.” The word is hardly more than a staccato of breath from my throat.
Natalie echoes my sentiment with a breathy, “Knot me. Please.”
“Good. Jasper, you’re going to hold off until I’m done. I’m going to pump Natalie’s ass full of sugar plum cum before you get to knot her. I want to watch my seed drip down her crack, mingling with your releases. You two got that?”
“Yes.” Cole must’ve fucked the ability to form full sentences out of us.
Cole wraps his hand around Natalie’s hair, making her arch back as he picks up the pace, a wild glimmer in his eyes telling me that we’re really in for it.
He snaps his hips forward at a rapid pace. Natalie’s cries ring through the room. My own harsh breathing echoes in my ears as I watch my two mates fall apart in front of me.
With a growl of, “Mine,” Cole comes, emptying himself into Natalie’s sweet ass. His release triggers hers, a soundless cry falling from Natalie’s smudged cherry-red lips as her orgasm steals her breath, her eyes falling shut as tremors run through her body.
Cole pulls out slowly and Natalie’s eyes flutter open. He gives me a single nod and sits back on his heels to watch his cum dripping from her hole, before he collapses back on his elbows, his dazed eyes intent on where we’re joined.
Not being able to hold back any longer, I grip Natalie’s waist and flip her onto her back. I throw her legs over my shoulders, and then I’m driving into her with rough, inelegant strokes.
The desire to knot someone for the first time in my life overrides my normal senses.
I thumb her clit as sensation builds low in my spine, quickly spreading through my whole body, making my knot swell, signaling my release. I fuck harder into her wet cunt, popping my knot past the ring of muscle that’s meant to lock me in.
Natalie’s eyes widen, her mouth gapes open, but there’s surprise and delight in her eyes as twin orgasms wrack through our bodies, and her cunt seals my knot inside.
The feeling is nothing like I’ve ever known before. It’s not just hitting a peak, it’s transcendent.
It’s like climbing up the highest mountain and free-falling down the other side, knowing there’s a safety net to catch you.
It’s the first ray of sun after months of darkness.
It’s Cole’s kiss after not seeing him for months.
It’s finding your fated mates after thinking you might end up alone.
I roll onto my back, draping Natalie over my chest, filling her sweet pussy with more cum than I have ever produced.
I lay my arm out, not having the energy or the mind to form any sentences, and Cole curls into my side. He takes Natalie’s limp hand and lays their joint hands on my heart.
“Have I died and gone to heaven?” Natalie croaks out with a wobbly grin.
“Nope,” I rasp. “This is what it feels like to be fucked and knotted by your mates.”
“If this is what I can expect for any future encounters, where do I have to sign to make things official?”
A choppy laugh comes from Cole. “I think you’re cock drunk. After some sleep, we can talk again.”
Natalie mumbles, “I think I’ve had more orgasms since I’ve met you than I’ve had this year. And that’s a lot.”
“Are you challenging us to give you more? Want to be absolutely sure of that estimation?” Cole teases.
