had summoned him, dark eyes and a blood crusted mop popped into view. Before I’d thought about it at all, I’d popped up and practically ran at the male. I was so relieved to see he wasn’t dead, I slammed into him, sending him careening into a frosted mountain rock wall with a grunt as a soft sob left me. Hugging him to me, ignoring the alarmed look on his fur lined mug, I buried my nose in his chest and burst into tears. I didn’t know what came over me, I was an emotional wreck. With everything that led me to the mountain in the first place, the sudden loss of Shnik, the cave room… everything I’d been holding back for so long for the sake of my own sanity, the bottle broke and emotions were spewing out. Confused Krampus Ded was the unwilling victim of my spill over.
Sniffling quietly, lifting a hand to swipe at my eyes, my wrist was captured and wrenched back to where it had been clinging to him. Blinking through my tears, jerking back but finding myself stuck, captive, Ded stared down at my wet face curiously. Leaning in, he sniffed, and then his tongue got in on the investigation. Lapping at my face, a soft, muted, garbled rumble started to leave him. His eyes started to close, then snapped open just as fast and the noise he’d started to make cut off.
Freezing and feeling starved, I used his distraction to do a little of my own startled advantage taking. Ded grunted as I dropped down and my hands slid to his legs, curling around the backs of strong but thin furry thighs, and I took the head of his bobbing appendage into my mouth. His gaze snapped from the spot he’d been staring at beyond the wall hiding what we were doing from the slumbering Baumbel just beyond to the human working his length. A muffled hiss left him as my head began to bob up and down his shaft, eager for more of that minty cream his body was eagerly giving up.
Soft grunts started to leave him as I worked him harder and harder. I felt ravenous, eager to fill my aching gut and warm my bones. The sound of his claws scraping along the wall he was butted up against was jarring, the sudden burst of cum as he came hard, nearly choking me as I sucked in a breath and he let loose, even more so. Pulling back with a cough, blinking rapidly, I didn’t see him coming when he lunged.
A startled shriek of a squeak left me. Expecting the worst, the sound cut off abruptly when instead of attacking me, he shoved me into the frost covered cave floor and went to town on my breasts. With the same gusto I’d sucked him off, he went for the right breast, then the left. Thinking of a certain Baumbel who teased more than he actually drank from me, I was soon squirming beneath the Krampus at the memory.
Pulling back a little too harshly from the nipple clamped in his maw, he let it go on a snarl to bury his teeth in my shoulder. A sharp cry left me. I choked out his name. It didn’t matter.
This was the Krampus side of things I hated. The heat spreading throughout me that followed, I loathed and secretly loved with equal fervor. I didn’t have to reason out why I was agreeing to screw a magically cursed furry beast man. Everything was raw, real. There was just need and want.
My sex grew damp, clenching on nothing, that empty feeling building as he pinned me down. His member was a hot brand pressing into my flesh but he didn’t enter me. Heat suffused me, warming me to my bones and pooling in my belly. That lust like heat rushed through my veins until I was writhing beneath him.
The sudden furious bellow that sounded, the angry Baumbel storming into view to attack the Krampus about to screw me mindless blindly ripping him away from me to hold him out as Ded tried to fight, leaving him dangling there uselessly, had me jolting, bolting into action. Baumb lifted Ded high, bringing them face to face, and with his lower jaw splitting into its decapitation ready open maw position, roared right in the Krampus’ surprised but still snarling mug. Ded was ten seconds away from literally getting his head bitten off when I intervened.
“Baumb! No!”
Rushing up