Page 22 of I Saw Krampus Kissing Ms Claus

He lets out the smallest chuckle, then his rough tongue drags between my folds, lighting up every part of my body. The forked tip wraps around my clit, massaging it until I am panting. Then he makes an absolutely feral noise as his tongue moves deeper, thick and long and so very skilled. Tickling and touching parts of me that I didn’t know could be touched. Bringing bright white sparks behind my eyelids.

I wrap my fingers around his horns, using the leverage to buck my hips against him. His hands grip my ass, tilting me up as he continues until all I can do is breathe his name over and over. Clenching and twitching beneath him, completely lost to the world.

But he doesn’t stop, pulling himself up to kiss me on the lips, his black beard coated with my cum.

“I told you what would happen if you kept playing with my horns.”

“I’m sorry.” I whisper.

“Don’t apologize for anything.” He growls, hands caressing up my body until he reaches the neckline of my dress. His claws jerk the fabric, ripping open in the front.

The motion is so fast that I barely register the intent. When the cold air hits my chest, I instinctively throw my hands protectively over my breast.

“Hiding from me?” He asks.

“No. No!” I say, but my hands don’t move. This feels different, being bare in front of him. This isn’t fun and games anymore. This is another level of trust. He may have tasted my pussy, but he hasn’t seen me naked and getting rejected now might end me.

“Do you want me to stop?” His tone is measured, but his arms tremble beside my head.

“No! Leaping Lords. Please don’t stop.” I fumble to even explain. I can’t tell him that I love him now. That everything rides on him accepting me just as I am. That I’m frozen and scared and need him so badly my heart might break.

“You are perfect. My sweet Saint Nik.” His gaze drinks me in.

I roll my eyes, but I feel a blush at my cheek.

“You don’t believe me?” He asks.

“I don’t agree.” I shake my head.

He snickers. “I guess I’ll just have to fuck you into the bed until you do.”

He scoops me easily into his arms, lifting and tossing me onto the bed. I’m only airborne for a moment, my stomach in my throat before I land on the soft red sheets. I splay out my arms to catch myself and Krampus lands around me a split second later. I gasp as he pins my hands to the bed beside my head.

“I’ve waited so long to get you here. My nice girl. My sweet Saint Nik.” His lips meet my neck first, tapping little kisses along my skin before he moves lower to give light attention to each waiting pink bud. His forked tongue wrapping around my nipple, stroking and squeezing until I am squirming against him, needing more.

“Krampus.” I manage to mutter. “Just fuck me.”

“What’s that, Saint Nik?” He meets my gaze, grinning up at me from my chest. Then I feel the pressure of his tail again swiping up and down along my slit coating itself in me. But it isn’t enough.

“Krampus. I need you.” The noise comes out in almost a whine.

“You need what?” Krampus asks, continuing his gentle caress of my pussy.

I shake my head in a non-answer. He’s too much. Too much to need, he already has too much of me. More is just greedy. More would be a mistake.

“You need this?” Then the tail dips a little lower, pressing against the tight bud below.

I gasp, as he squeezes just inside, the tip of his tail penetrating my ass. I tilt my hips toward him, giving him better access.

“My naughty girl. You still need more? You want me filling your ass and your pussy at the same time?”

“Yes. I need you.” I manage to blurt out. “Your cock.” I correct quickly.

“And what do nice girls say?” He teases, his tail twitching and inching just a little further into me as I clench around him.

“Please, Krampus.” I say it without any reservations this time, the need for him is all that’s left in me. “Please, fuck me hard.”

“I’m going to fuck you the way I want to fuck you.” I hear him growl as he lines our bodies up perfectly and then the soft press of him between my lips, the stretch as he pushes inside. The invasion of his dick sliding into me one knobby inch at a time. “Slowly. Until I can barely stand it anymore, and then I am going to cum all over those sweet tits that you didn’t want to show me.”

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