Page 49 of Courting the Krampus
My eyebrows shoot up, suddenly interested in that tidbit of information. “Oh, do you receive many guests?”
“Only Santa. He’s really nice. But I started the committee when he told us you will be visiting. We even got you a bed big enough to fit all three of you together,” Twinkle explains with such a broad smile I can see her molars.
Natalie chokes on a laugh. “That’s very kind of you.”
“My cousin Candy heard her aunt tell her mom that you had to sleep on the floor in Puutyöt. That is not okay. Our village will do better.”
“It’s not a competition, Twinkle. But we thank you for the forethought,” Cole says calmly.
Twinkle narrows her eyes at him. “But if it was, we’d be winning. Right?”
Unable to hold back any longer, a laugh bursts out of me. “You’re for sure winning with festivities and the best welcome ceremony we have received.”
Twinkle looks over her shoulder as if to check if the other elves heard that proclamation. When she turns back to us, her cheeks are pink and her eyes filled with tears. “Thank you,” she squeaks out and dabs at her cheeks. “Let’s walk this way. Blinky and Glitzy will take care of your reindeer. They’re my other cousins, so you can trust them. Santa does.”
The meal ends up being just as delicious as she promised it would be. Twinkle is incredibly endearing once the jitters have worn off. She tells us many stories about the village, the type of toys they produce, and about all her career aspirations. After dinner, she leads us around the town square and we pop into a few shops, sampling all kinds of cookies until we’re uncomfortably full.
Everyone is delightful and has a story ready for us, but this day is dragging on longer than even my sunny disposition can handle.
Sensing I’m nearing my limit, Cole excuses us for the rest of the night. “Thank you for everything. It’s been a wonderful day, but I think it’s best if we head to bed soon.”
“Silly me,” Twinkle says and taps her forehead. “You must be tired. Let me show you to your cottage.”
Cole holds up both hands. “That’s okay. Just point us in the right direction. I’m sure we can find it.”
Twinkle rattles off the directions to our cottage. I don’t even take in the festive decorations outside, just kick my shoes off at the door and fall face first onto the tartan-covered bed, my bells jingling with the force of my surrender.
“You tired?” Natalie purrs, lifting my sweater and running her hand up my back.
“Needy,” I mumble against the blankets. “I’ve been hard all day. I need to cum or I might quite literally explode.” I stick my lower lip out in a pout, turning my head so she can see and take pity on me.
“Does my puppy need some attention?”
“All the attention. Please,” I say, not even minding her use of “puppy.” I flip onto my back, starfishing the bed.
“Cole, it’s time.”
I whip my head around to find Cole and quirk my head at his expression. He’s leaning against the doorjamb, a hint of nerves pulling at his mouth, but there’s affection and excitement sparkling in his eyes.
Natalie pulls me into a sitting position and takes my hand. “We have a surprise for you. Cole, can you show him?”
Cole nods once and pads over to us. For the first time, I notice his walk is different than it usually is. Concern pulls my brows low and I’m about to ask him about it, but Natalie places her fingers on my forehead and smooths out my frown.
“Shhh, let him show you. Questions later.”
Natalie stands behind Cole and undoes his belt with deft fingers. She lowers his pants, and like the good puppy I am, my mouth waters when Cole’s cock springs free. I reach for it, but Natalie grabs my hand, redirecting it to Cole’s ass. I lock eyes with him, a question in mine and assurance in his.
Reaching around, my fingers make contact with an object that has all the blood draining from my face, only to be funneled into my cock.
“Oh, you like that. Do you want to see?” Natalie asks. I can only nod in response, keeping my eyes locked with Cole’s. Thankfully, she takes charge. I find myself overwhelmed by this moment, and by the look on Cole’s face, I’d guess he’s feeling quite the same.
She turns Cole and pulls his head to her shoulder so he’s slightly bent over. I lower my face to his ass and pull his cheeks apart. There, nestled between two perfect buns is a plug the color of Natalie’s eyes. I flick my gaze up at her and she smirks back at me, like she knows all the thoughts going rampant in my brain.
“Cole’s been wearing this all day, same as us. I’ve been helping him for a while now to work up to bigger sizes,” Natalie explains. I can only blink as I process her masterminding.
“Jas,” Cole says, his voice raspy as he looks at me over his shoulder. “I want you to fuck me.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I say, even as every instinct within me is begging me to bury my dick in his ass.
