The Snowmaiden, A Bride for Krampus - Jeanette Lynn Page 0,30
at the moment I had it in spades. A happy noise left the beast hovering over me as I swiped at a leaking nipple. I felt like a cow. The urge to moo hit me as I shifted and waited for what was inevitably to come next. Just givin’ the milk away for free, Lumi…
God, my tits hurt.
Cupping one of the ladies as if in offering, I glanced up at the male. He seemed much more with it now than before. There was something more in those frosty blues than yesterday. Well, guy, what are you waiting for?
Rolling me to my back to hover over me, rough in his handling as he went to hurry things along, he paused, about to go to town, when I shivered and my stomach let out an ungodly gurgle.
With a soft hiss and a heavy grunt, he dumped himself to his side, sliding up until his groin was level with my face. When I just laid there waiting, long, thin fingers with a little meat on them now curled over my shoulder and tugged me until I complied. Curling on my side, I watched as the foreskin over his member began to glide up and down his length, readying. Recalling just what he’d tasted like, my mouth began to water. Was I supposed to be curing him? This didn’t feel like I was curing him. This was something like I was being bound to him by need and necessity, and vice versa.
The hand at my shoulder slid caressingly up to my nape. Thick claws slid through my hair. The action was odd, almost tender. Not needing further prompting, my head dipped and I took him into my mouth.
A loud groan left him as I began to work the tip.
When results were not found fast enough, his foreskin working his length only offering so much at a time as it milked him for me, I began to grow bolder. That hunger in my belly grew after the first taste. Following along as that thick muscle-ringed skin retracted towards his base, I forced it in place to suckle harder at what he offered.
A snarl of a gasp left the Krampus and his hips jerked. Forced to finally release him and allow his body to do what it was naturally, I slowly allowed him to slide free to the tip. More cream filled my mouth, in larger spurts than if I’d let him go as he was.
Again, my mouth followed his retracting skin. Again, more.
I kept this up until he was groaning and growling, his breathing harsh, heavy pants. His limbs shook as he seemed to jerk uncontrollably. In the back of my mind I wondered if I should ease up, but I couldn't seem to help myself. In that moment, I was as ravenous as a Krampus.
Right when I thought I’d taken all he had to give, he exploded. Warm, salty, with a hint of cream, cum filled my mouth. This wasn’t of a feeding nature with a hint of him, this was all him, releasing down the back of my throat.
A roar left him, right as his body let go.
Grabbing my hair to jerk me off of him, he had me spun around, under him, ass up, face mashed to the cold floor and was entering me to pound into me so fast I was surprised I didn’t have whiplash.
With a snarl that echoed through the cavern, he held me in place for his onslaught. Clawing at the ground, grinding my hips back against, I held on for the ride.
“Miiiiine,” he snarled, the first true coherent word I’d heard him utter.
My eyes about rolled up into my head as he rammed home hard and begin to grind into me, our groins flush, his cock deep. He hit that special spot just right and I let out a soft moan.
He was coming, probably had been the entire time. I was probably covered in that sticky love juice as he pulled from my mouth. I could feel it on my face, starting to harden to a crust on my cheek.
God, we were messed up. This whole thing was fucked up.
He began pounding into me again, until my teeth rattled and my cheek bone ached from being ground into the floor.
I didn’t want him to stop.
Coming hard moments later with a harsh cry and a Krampus-dick-crammed-channel-squeezing clench, I was so lightheaded with the rush of it there were a brief few seconds I thought I might pass out.