Page 59 of Courting the Krampus
The cool kiss of the Arctic air is welcome against my heated skin, sobering me enough to check in on our bond. Jasper’s need for me is front and center, burning with an intensity I’ve never felt, though there is a hint of concern for my safety and well-being. I push back with all my love and desire for him, giving him the green light on whatever he wants to do.
It’s like pulling the pin on a grenade.
In a single move, Jasper lifts me onto my knees, maneuvering my body like I’m a rag doll made especially for him. He bundles my leggings and places them on the snow as a cushion, protecting my face from the cold, before pushing my upper body down and angling me exactly how he wants me.
“Now my mate will take my big fucking krampus cock,” Jasper growls, and I feel the words reverberate through the very essence of my being.
He lifts my hips until my slick cunt is hovering above his cock, and he thrusts himself balls deep in a single move.
The sensation of being filled so quickly, so fully, when my adrenaline is still pumping through my veins, exceeds any expectations I had for our chase.
My bond with Cole brightens with his delight. He’s clearly monitoring us from a distance, and I have enough presence of mind to send back a cheeky wink, knowing he’ll be on the receiving end of this magnificent—and even larger—cock tomorrow.
Jasper holds my hips steady, fucking me hard and fast until my arms lose the strength to keep myself up. He shifts, lifting me into his lap, and bounces me up and down on his thick cock.
Our pleasure only increases as Cole sends images down the bond of him stroking himself along with us, climbing to completion together, until I fall over the edge and into oblivion with him.
Jasper fucks me through my release, until my throat is raw from moaning their names, wringing orgasm after orgasm from me.
“I need to bite you,” Jasper rasps. “Knot you.”
“Do it.”
“It’s gonna hurt.”
“Jasper, do it.”
Jasper nudges his knot inside my greedy cunt and bites down where my neck meets my shoulder. I scream as his teeth pierce the skin, but the pain soon morphs into pleasure as another orgasm rolls through me. He holds me tightly as his thrusts stutter, and he fills me up with his sweet cum.
After a couple of minutes where we catch our breath, Jasper scoops me into strong arms, knot still firmly locked inside me, and carries me home like some kind of cock Popsicle. I’m probably leaving a trail of our joint releases across the forest floor, but it’s not possible to care any less about that when I’m happy and safe in my monster’s arms.
“That was amazing.”
“Are you talking to me?” I ask, not sure where exactly that came from.
Jasper stops walking, and his brows furrow. “You heard that?”
I think back on what he said about his parents, and attempt to send him a mental,“Yes.”
Jasper’s eyes widen, gleaming with excitement.“I think the bite sealed our bond. We can now have telepathic conversations,”he says into my mind.
“I can’t wait for you to bite Cole tomorrow night. He’s going to love it.”
“I’m starting to see the wonderful benefits of being a krampus. On the fifth, when I’m at my most feral, I’m taking you both, together. And now I don’t have to worry, because we can communicate even more clearly.”
“Sign me up. But first, I need a bath and a nap.”
“Anything you want, princess.”
I shudder with contentment and tighten my hold around Jasper’s shoulders, loving the way that nickname sounded.
The sight of Cole waiting for us in the living room, silhouetted by Christmas lights and holding blankets and drinks, has those pesky heart flutters starting up again. Flutters I’ll never get tired of, because these males are everything to me.
I’m really looking forward to this coming week and the rest of our lives together.
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