“I’m fine,” I lied. My teeth began to chatter as he stripped me down and went to grab another pelt from the 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-
“Take,” Baumb entreated, popping up into view over the side of the bed where he must have been laying low. “Take, Lumi.” My Baumbel mate’s churring started up, Ded’s crooning tone kicking up along with it, urging me to take sustenance from the Krampus. Ignoring the ugly growl that issued from Ded, warning my mate off, Baumb came to lay beside me on the bed. Which, with a Krampus cock workin’ it so close to my mouth, was so not fucking odd at all.
Like a little lightbulb had just gone off in Fluffy Stuff’s alien snow beast head, Baumb sat up and turned. Tail tips twitching at his backside, a good sign, he went straight for the honey, his main tongue lapping at the cream he found there.
Ded’s head whipped behind him when Baumb shoved the cursed Elkfen’s tail out of his way and the Krampus’ gaze locked on Baumb pleasuring me.
Leaning in, I took Ded’s cock into my mouth. A moan left me at the first hint of creamy mint on my tongue and I took him deeper.
Ded hissed, his hand on the wall gouging it as it scraped down the wall, and his gaze whipped to the human hungrily sucking him off.
“Lumi,” Ded groaned out, his cock jerking and spurting more and more of that sustaining essence as I fought the self-pleasuring foreskin working him along with me. “Lum-m-m-mi mine!” he barked right as he shot off, leaning forward to stuff as much of his cock into my mouth as he possibly could as he came hard.
A soft growl and the tongue working me like he wanted to eat me alive was gone.
At the first gag I let out, Baumb was yanking Ded off of me, practically throwing the Krampus off the bed to lean over me and check me over. “Lumi?” Baumb rumbled out worriedly.
Trying to swipe all of that crazy Krampus cream filling off that had seeped out of my mouth and where it had dripped down the side of my face, Baumb tugged my hand away, murmuring my name all the while, and brought his lips to mine.
A rumble left him as his main tongue slid into my mouth and he caught a hint of the sweetness that was warming me from the inside out and filling my belly.
A hiss issued beside us as Ded righted himself and stalked back towards the bed.
Breaking our lip lock, Baumb rolled, turning me onto my side so he was spooning me, his front to my back, and he slid one hand to my belly, the other under my head until his arm was pillowing it. As if Ded wasn’t almost hovering over us, snarling and hissing angrily, Baumb nuzzled the spot on my shoulder he’d given me his bite, his mark, and his tongue slid free to lap right over Ded’s marks.
“Mine,” Ded muttered, climbing onto the bed to join us.
The second Ded snapped his jaws and leaned in, Baumb lunged. Krampus were fast, definitely, but Baumbels were so much faster.
My slow ass had barely let out a gasp and Baumb had Ded by the throat by the hand of the arm pillowing my head, his other hand grabbing Ded’s bony hip to jerk him towards us. Baumb’s leg slid between mine, lifting one of mine up to open me up to them. His cock slid free of its crotch pocket completely, tentacled extra appendages shooting out to wrap around Ded’s cock, bringing their thicknesses flush, the undersides of their shafts kissing, to wrap around them both. Baumb was double dicking it with Ded, pressing their genital tentacle conjoined penises to my slit to work them inside me.