The Snowmaiden, A Bride for Krampus - Jeanette Lynn Page 0,68
sleeping platform.
By the time he’d returned with a few pelts in hand, I was knee-knocking trembling. He didn’t need to tell me twice when he began to grumble and I gathered he was telling me to go back to bed and relax. As I continued to shiver, I wondered if I might have come down with a fever when they wouldn’t let up.
Speaking of letting up… the snarls and jaw snapping claps of before were no more, only the sound of crunching, wet squelching, and water splashing about in a non-frantic fashion.
When I opened my eyes next I saw the horns first, popping along the side of the bed. One was broken but looked as if it was already growing back in.
“He won’t like you hanging out around here,” I murmured, then grimaced. My voice was hoarse and my throat felt raw. How long had I been out this time?
Blue eyes in a gaunt face came into view. He looked as thin as when I’d first met him, maybe a bit worse.
A huffing chuff left him and he nudged my pelt covered foot with the side of his head.
Glancing around to find us completely alone, sans Yule and her master, I lifted a hand from the blanket, arm outstretched towards him. Surprised to find my limb trembling so hard, heavy like it was weighed down, his skin was like a hot brand as he scrambled closer and pressed his face into my palm. “Thank you,” I said quietly. A whisper of happiness tickled my subconscious at him simply being present.
“Lumi,” he grumbled out with a rumbling purr.
“I’m surprised you aren’t more Elkfen by now.” Gesturing towards the small pile of my things near my side of the bed, I invited, “The keys in there lead to the cage just near that first main cave closest to the entrance. It should come in handy when you start to turn back.” Strangely enough, I was going to miss him.
“Mine,” he growled out softly, gripping the pelts swaddling me to try and slide them from my person.
Shaking my head, then stopping when the room spun a little, I was too wiped out to wrestle the pelts from him and he won.
“I gave my word,” I mumbled, even as I trembled and butterflies invaded my stomach as he took his fill of me.
“Shhh, Lumi. Shhh. Lumi mine,” he ground out gutturally, possessively, drawing out the words as they ended on long winded hisses. Bright blue eyes met mine as long fingers curled around my ankle and he slowly spread my legs. Leaning in, inhaling deeply at the apex of my thighs, his tongue slid free, long, forked, and thick, and he rasped it across the inside of my thigh. When I would have jumped, jerking in place, a hand came down on my belly, barring me from separating him from his prize.
Unease and fear rode me hard, but the feelings weren’t my own. They lessened as Ded leaned in to explore the petals of my sex, one slow, teasing lap at a time.
Baumb was here? Watching? Or worried? A hint of possession filled me with every covetous, “Mine,” Ded uttered, but my mate, projecting those feelings of ownership, made no move to intervene.
Did he- Was Baumb really okay with this? As worry and fear began to fill me, my own, a pinch of guilt and a heaping slap of reassurance blanketed my doubtful hesitation.
Ded growled, the action vibrating my clit, and his tongue stabbed at my entrance. My toes curled as my hands gripped the pelts beneath me. A soft cry left me as he brought me right to the edge of something wonderful and fucked me with his mouth right through it. Before I could blink his tongue slid free and he struck, burying his teeth deep into the meat of my inner thigh. My orgasm blossomed all over again with the painful bite, priming me for more as he pulled back to prowl up my body. When I would have thought he’d mount me, he slid his thighs, bony with not much else but muscle, over the sides of my upper arms. Leaning in, bracing one hand on the cave wall above our heads, he took his self-masturbating cock in hand and angled the head, already dripping with that body warming cream, toward my lips.
My gaze strayed to the thick erection and the muscled foreskin priming his cock and I licked my lips. I wanted to, was so damn tempted but-