Page 7 of Courting the Krampus
“Oh, Cole is going to love you. He’s very bossy. He could tame that brattiness right out of you.”
Natalie’s expression shifts and her brow furrows. “Oh. You and him?”
“Yeah. But we’re not exclusive, it’s somewhat undefined. I mean, we’re together whenever I’m visiting, but there’s no label to our relationship. I don’t want to speak on his behalf, but I know him well enough to say that if all three of us are interested, that our time together doesn’t have to be boring.”
Natalie’s eyes burn with a new curiosity and she quirks her head to the side. “I haven’t had a multiple-partner situation before, but that might be fun. Depending on if there’s any chemistry when we meet. He knows I’m coming, right?”
“Oh, he knows alright. I can promise you there will be chemistry. I won’t be surprised if you two tear each other’s clothes off within hours of meeting.”
“Hours, you say? What if I told you I’ve wanted to tearyoursoff from pretty much the moment I saw you in that clearing in the jungle?”
“Feeling’s mutual, gorgeous. Do you feel like that right now?”
“Yes.” Natalie holds my gaze unflinchingly. There’s a hunger there that I know is reflecting in my own eyes.
Just as quickly, her brows draw together. “Is this us, or is the magic making us feel like this?”
I tilt my head and draw my lip into my mouth as I ponder that. “I’m not sure. Would it bother you if this was magic?”
After a moment of consideration, the corners of Natalie’s lips lift in a smile and she shakes her head. “Honestly, I don’t think so. I’m attracted to you regardless.”
I study her face, letting my gaze track slowly down to her toes before going back up again, taking in every detail. The way her shirt clings to her tits and the hardened nubs straining for my touch confirm that her body agrees with her mind.
I rub a hand along my stubble and my voice drops into a rumbling purr. “Are you wet for me, gorgeous?”
Natalie squares her shoulders. “Yes.”
I take a step closer until she has to tilt her head back to look up at me. “Is your tight little pussy feeling needy?”
“Yes.” Her chest heaves up and down with every breath and I can picture how soaked her panties must be.
I shove my hands in my pockets before I can weave my fingers into her hair and slam my mouth against hers. “Do you want to wait until Cole can join us or do you want me to do something about it right now?”
Natalie licks her lips. “I was edging myself all night. I’m so close to coming right now, I think your words might just set me off.”
I groan at how sexy Natalie is. The fates might be onto something by letting us cross paths.
Last night, when I burst into the clearing to find the human women standing there, looking nervous and lost, my attention instantly snapped to Natalie and the way I couldn’t sense any trepidation from her. Instead, her face filled with curiosity as she surveyed my horns. Since that moment, I’ve only gotten more intrigued by this beautiful enigma.
“Tell me, darling. How were you edging yourself?” I ask.
A swallow works its way down Natalie’s throat, but her gaze never strays from mine. “Anal beads. I wore my string all night.” She presses her thighs together as if there’s an ache she’s dying to sate.
My grin grows and a plan forms in my mind. “And you haven’t come since? Do you have them in now?”
“No and no.”
“How close are you to your limit? Think you can handle being edged a little longer?”
I appreciate that Natalie takes her time to think about it before answering. “Going by the traffic light system, I’m not quite at an orange yet, but I’m heading there.”
“Do you want to put your beads in again while we travel? I promise I’ll take such good care of you when we reach the North Pole.”
Natalie’s eyes narrow as they flit across my face. Her nose scrunches up as she considers my request. “I’m going to say no on the beads right now. But I’ll take you up on the offer to make it good for me once we’re there.”
Something significant shifts between us and an unidentified emotion settles deep in my gut. “I appreciate your honesty and communicating with me so clearly. I do not take that for granted.”
Eyes softening, I get my first glimpse of Natalie’s vulnerability beneath all her bravado. I hold out my hand for her, palm up in an open invitation.
