The Snowmaiden, A Bride for Krampus - Jeanette Lynn Page 0,70

began to slap over his hip and right between us, the tuft at the tip of his tail slapping my clit with every pass.

Squirming between them, stuffed to the brim, I came with a sharp cry, grabbing at both of them, one hand digging into each of the males’ pelts at their shoulders.

Ded was next, though this wasn’t his first orgasm of our joining from the way he kept jerking, grunting, stopping, and his hips would start moving again.

Baumb was last but not least, coming hot and hard with a dick vibrating blast that had Ded panting and grunting like he might have just come again.

When the frenzy of the moment had eased, Ded and I sort of slumped where we were.

Releasing his grip on Ded’s neck to watch the Krampus crumple alongside me on the bed, his horns scraping the wall in his descent, Baumb patted Ded’s shoulder like he was being a good little Krampus and he’d do well to keep it that way. Easing their tentacle wrapped cocks from my body, unraveling the tangle encompassing their softening phalluses, Baumb’s tentacles and cock slid back inside the pouch that held them.

Ded grunted and wriggled closer, until our chests were flush. When he would have curled his arm over me, he bumped into Baumb and a light grumble of a snarl built in his chest.

Baumb let out a warning rumble but didn’t remove the Krampus’ hand. Instead, he lifted up and placed the thin hand with long fingers at my back, then settled back down behind me.

Still grumbling, Ded left it. Leaning in, sharp features pulling into a scowl at Baumb’s manhandling, he grumble-muttered as he began brushing his face along mine.

My eyes slowly started to drift shut as Baumb drew a pelt over me. Belly full, warm and toasty cuddled between these two males, sleep came easily to me.

“Mine,” Ded muttered, Baumb’s answering, cool, “Mine,” right back sending him grumbling, I placed my hands over both of them and gave them a squeeze. My mumbled, “Mine,” shut them both up.

Chapter 17

I supposed the morning after a wild threesome should be awkward, shouldn’t it? Waking up with a sticky chest and aching breasts, leaking milk all over Ded even if I felt ten times better than I had all those days leading up to our wild mating night, was pretty damn uncomfortable for me.

Snuffling awake, Ded squinted, pulled back to swipe a hand down his chest, got one whiff of what he was wearing and a happy rumble left him. Sliding down the bed, until his hooves were dangling off the end, he made quick work of helping himself to a little Krampus style breakfast.

The happy noises Ded was making must have woken Baumb, who sat up and glanced over me to watch Ded feasting, then laid back down. Leaning in to nuzzle my nape, then work his way to the marks at my shoulder, I caught green eyes narrowing on the hand petting Ded’s head fluff and reached over to stroke my free hand over my jealous Baumbel’s fluff.

Ded glanced up at the happy noise Baumb made with a mouth full of tit and I burst out laughing.

“I’m going to have my work cut out for me if I’m going to try to keep both of you appeased.” Shaking my head at them, another burst of laughter bubbled.

Baumb smiled against my skin, sharp teeth on display.

Ded grunted in indifference as if he didn’t care to argue the Herculean task ahead of me, and got back to his current demand.

Mirth filtered through my connection with Baumb and his churring started up as he lifted his head to nuzzle my hand. “You’re horrible,” I informed him with a laugh. “And I think I kind of love it.”

His nuzzling grew more playful and he scooped my hand up into his mouth to make hungry nom-ing noises. Cackling as he gummed my fingers and refused to release them, the Baumbel equivalent of a tease, I noted the tug at my breast and turned my head to find Ded staring at us like he thought we’d lost our minds.

Baumb released my captive hand and let out a deep belly laugh that sent cave dust raining down on us, rattling the mountain itself it felt like, and sent Yule popping up as if to ask, “Where’s the fire?!”

Joining my mate in his mirth as Ded released my breast with a pop and slowly shook his head at us in confusion, things were going much