A tiny whoop left me that made his churring start up as he settled us farther up the bed and curled me into him. A niggle of guilt filled me as it washed over him. I doubted ours were for the same reasons.
“Yours. Only yours,” I promised the big guy as I drew the pelt up over my face and snuggled the shit out of him, eager to get feeling back in my nose as the end of it started to prick with the chilly willies. “You don’t have to worry about me and any Krampus shenanigans. I’m good for my word,” I assured him, my voice muffled, when he started to squirm uncomfortably.
When this didn’t seem to help the unease slithering through him, I popped my head free of my blanket cocoon to stare at him. Wriggling my way up the bed, until we were nose to nose, I bumped our noses and rubbed them. His eyes closed, happy rumble issuing, and I closed mine as well. “Would it help if we both apologized and promised to be better mates to each other?” I ventured, cracking an eyelid open to find him staring at me with a soft expression lightening his sharp features.
He grunted in answer and the guilty filling churning his stomach eased.
“Good,” I agreed, and returned to my chest snuggling position cocoon. “I think I’m liking this no words needed connection thingy between us,” I mumbled as I closed my eyes. Baumb’s churring purr serenaded me to sleep.
Chapter 16
There was only so much Krampus juju induced breast milk liquid diet I could expect a Baumbel with a healthy appetite for meat to accept graciously, without complaint, and I knew he was only doing it to help, so it was no small relief when the girls’ milk production let up. But, as these things went, with the lack of Krampus and all those glorious things I tolerated taking one on, came the cold.
The back caverns Baumb called home, despite his efforts to warm me up and my acceptance of Shnikel’s cute gifted outfit, which swam on me but was quite warm all on its own, I was still freezing like a Popsicle. This place was just not made for a plain old human.
My sinuses were crying from all the dry cold bombarding it, my stuffed up nose running even though I couldn’t breathe through it. A week or so, I honestly wasn’t counting but something close, had passed since Ded had been released back into the wilds of the main caverns, and I’d just slowly gone on to succumb to this puny body’s not made for this shit’s cold weather intolerance.
Baumb hadn’t left the main cavern area of his sleeping area in days and I’d stopped getting out of the bed furs but to eat and handle needs. My Baumbel was getting antsy but refused to go about his business.
“Tell him I’m fine,” I grumbled to Yule, whose large form was taking up the entire end of the bed, curled up at my feet, her beak resting over my legs. The beastie pet companion had warmed up to me of late. She was an affectionate thing when she wished to be and I’d take what I could get.
Yule smacked her lips, her beak clacking, but otherwise stayed out of it. Snuggly traitor.
Baumb began jumbling a bunch of gibberish. Our connection, stronger as the days since our bonding passed, supplied a basic feelings translation for me. He was uneasy about leaving me and would feel better if I’d go in the warm tunnel pool already.
If that’s what it took, I thought, sitting up when he grumbled, cocked his head, and quickly stalked off toward our cavern home’s main cave entrance. Shuffling my way to the tunnel pool, I plopped down near the edge. I felt like shit and the last thing I wanted to do was hop in a body of water and have to support myself swimming around. My body ached, head pounding. I’d caught a cold or something, or a sinus infection that’d segued into chest infection-geddon.
Frowning down into the water dazedly, I spotted the faint, glowing dots deep down below. There were faint spots of red, but the blue along the tunnel way, towards the bottom, lighting it up like when Baumb was in there, was absent. Dipping my hand into the water, my finger swirled lazily in the dark liquid, sparks of red, like a bunch of glowing, twinkling rubies down below. The water was nearly purple and murky without my glow spotted mate to engage the blue shiny crystal-like bits embedded in the sides of the tunnel pool.
Blinking, I grabbed onto the lip of the tunnel pool’s edge to lean over the side. Was that… were the rubies bigger? Closer?
Glancing up as I heard Baumb approaching, I sat back and smiled as his gaze stilled on me. Surprised, was he?
Alarm shot through Baumb, more than surprise, followed by a sharp spike of fear.
Scrambling to my feet to hurry towards him as he dropped to all fours and began to charge, he’d just let loose a tri-segmented lower jawed roar and I’d stumbled my way several feet away from the watering hole when I heard the loud splash and then a gut tumbling hiss and cringe worthy clap of a snap.
One automatic glance over my shoulder and a gut curdling scream tore from my throat.
The largest dark grey, eel looking worm fish, water monster, I’d ever seen had shot up from the tunnelway pool. Long jaws with piranha looking teeth snapped, clacking noisily as it bit at the open air. It lunged to its left like it meant to have a go at me but Baumb was faster. Catching me as I ducked and would have tried to slide forward, which I doubted would have helped me out much, Baumb caught me up in one arm, tucking me into him, his free arm shooting out, claws swiping to rake down the enormous demon fish’s side. Landing with a duck and tumble roll, he shot to his feet. Facing the demon fish, his claws digging into the frosted cave floor to slow his backwards glide with the smooth motions, we both froze and blinked at the flash of horns and fur blurring past to spring at the fish.
“Ded,” I whispered, still dizzy from all that spinning and twirling about business. My jaw dropped as I watched the enraged beast man slash and tear into the worm fish demon thing. A guttural hiss left the jaw snapping water monster as blue blood spurted everywhere. It thrashed, head slamming this way and that with the Krampus hooked on. Ded was looking every inch the feral beast as he tore into the creature. Chunks of monster fish meat landed with sickening splats. Yule rushed over to help herself to them.
Baumb closed both of his arms around me and slowly began to walk backwards. Unlike the fear riding me for the Elkfen gone Krampus, grudging admiration filled my alien mate. One glance down at me, the blue spattering my Elkfen duds, my pelt lost to the melee near the tunnel pool, and Baumb was grimacing mightily. Carrying me into our sleeping area, setting me down near the fire, leaving Ded to his devil fish destruction, Baumb began unpeeling my coat from me, to my chagrin and loud protests, but I was in no position to take on the feat. I was already droopy-eyed where I stood and wilting by the second. A tickle in my throat sent me into a coughing fit that had a thread of worry weaving its way through the looming Baumbel.
“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.
Already worked up from Baumb’s attentions and Ded’s bite, I eagerly began to bear down on that beast of an offering.
Ded, choking as he fought Baumb’s grasp on his neck, groaned and his eyes nearly rolled back into his head at the first clench of my channel around them.
“MINE,” Baumb snarled, thrusting into me lustily until he was buried balls deep.
“Mine,” Ded choked out, though he’d barely gotten the word out when a growl of a groan left him and his hips began to jerk. The hands clawing at Baumb’s multi-thumbed mitt at his throat stopped digging their claws into the flat of his hand and he slowly stopped fighting. Soon it was just his hips moving, hooves kicking the pelts off the bed as he fought to keep up with the rhythm Baumb set.
Ded’s tail flicked back and forth so vigorously it 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 ligh
t 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.
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