Christmas Goes Camo

by Allie Standifer, Brenna Zinn, Desiree Holt

  He slid the icy chestpiece all over one breast while a callused hand kneaded the other. The rough texture of his palm and fingers rasped against her sensitive skin, leaving trails of tingling sensation wherever he touched. Using the little strength she had, she arched her shoulders forward, forcing her tit further into his hand. Axel responded by taking the hard nub of her nipple between two fingers and gently squeezing. Another tidal wave of want crashed through every cell in her body. A moan slipped through her lips.

  “I see we have another winner,” he teased.

  Axel leant forwards and took the tender pebble of her breast in his mouth. Using his teeth, he scraped the delicate nipple. He then sucked, his tongue a lethal weapon of pleasure.

  Though still fully dressed, his erection, as hard as granite, pressed against her bare stomach. She felt cold, drenched spots where the material of his uniform touched her skin. Not only was he as stiff as a pole, the tip of his cock wept with pre-cum. Evidently, he wanted her as much as she wanted him.

  Tasha opened her eyes. Axel’s head occasionally moved up and down, forward and back, loving her tit with a passion she’d never witnessed in an elf. The ache between her thighs intensified. Her pussy demanded satisfaction.

  “I can’t take any more of this examination, Doc.” She captured his gaze with hers when he looked up. “Fuck me. Fuck me now.”

  Not needing to be told twice, Axel hopped off the bed and unzipped his Nomex suit. Tasha used her reviving strength to lean on the side of the bed and rest her weight on her arm. Not even a bout of physical weakness was going to keep her from watching him strip down to nothing but a smile.

  “I see you’re feeling a little better. I guess my doctoring skills are still exceptional.” Axel shrugged out of his clothes, leaving the white uniform in a puddle of material around his feet. Like a good soldier, his dick stood at full attention, its well-shaped head shiny and glistening with creamy pre-cum.

  A testimony to a life of careful diet and exercise, Axel’s body was solid. Though he wasn’t hulk-like, when he moved and flexed, each lean cord of his muscles strained against his golden flesh, making for an excellent show of his powerful limbs. Blond, curly hairs covered his chest and tapered down his abdomen, practically pointing the way to the thick thatch between his legs, where his cock bounced each time Axel moved.

  Axel again dug through his pack and pulled out a small square of foil. He ripped open the packaging and produced a rather large condom.

  “You certainly come prepared, don’t you, Doc?”

  He momentarily glanced at her while he unrolled the latex sheath over his stiff rod. “I always come prepared.” When the last bit of cock flesh was covered with the condom, a smile the size of Antarctica spread across his face.

  She lifted a finger and crooked it towards him, beckoning him to come closer. “I want to touch you.”

  “Not quite yet. If I don’t fuck you right now, I can’t be liable for my actions.” He heaved himself onto the bed and placed his knees between her legs, pushing them farther apart. “I’ve wanted a chance to slide my dick into that incredible pussy of yours for six long months. I don’t think I can wait another moment.”

  He leaned over her, placing his hands on the bed above her shoulders. In one swift move, he entered her drenched cunt, taking her breath away. Moving slowly at first, he soon found a rhythm to his lovemaking, thrusting in and out of her while rubbing against her swollen mound. Back and forth, again and again, Axel drove his hard spike deep inside where the walls of her womb gripped and pulled, tempting him to come.

  Her pussy pulsed with sensation. With each long stroke of his flesh-covered rod, the acute throbbing ache between her legs heightened. She could barely breathe and didn’t dare to for fear she’d be pushed over the edge, leaving without him. Beneath her chest, her heart raced, pounding to the tempo of his frenzied movements. Not sure how much longer she could hold on, she bucked against his thrusts and squeezed the inside of her pussy tight.

  “Come for me,” Tasha begged.

  She glanced at his handsome face. His eyes were closed, his strong jaw set firm as though in deep concentration. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead and his cheeks, glistening in the flickering light of the many candles placed around her bed.

  Suddenly Alex’s eyes flew open. Lust and heat burned hot in their golden depths. He strained his already taut body forward and his pelvis pushed hard against her overwrought clit. A primal groan escaped his lips as he came inside her.

  With one last shuddering thrust of his cock, he unlocked the door to her climax. Tasha’s back arched and she cried out as dozens of tiny shocks of electric current rushed from her womb throughout her body. Bright sparks shimmered and danced before her while her heated blood drained from her head and surged down to the cleft between her legs.

  She lay very still, exhilarated but spent. Most of her strength had returned, though all of her muscles now felt like soft-cooked noodles.

  Alex brushed his rough cheek against the softness of hers, then kissed her lightly on the mouth. When he had finished, she licked her lips, savouring the slightly salty taste.

  His body spasmed as he removed himself from her. With great care, he rolled off her and onto the mattress where he lay very still.

  “That was amazing,” he said after a few moments. “You’re amazing.”

  “Well I have to tell you, Doc. I think you cured me. No more medical emergencies for at least a little while.”

  Axel leaned towards her and pushed himself up on his elbow. “I’m here when you need me. No problem too big or too small for me to handle.”

  Tasha smiled to herself. “I do love a doctor who makes house calls.”

  Chapter Four

  Axel pulled the covers up Tasha’s lean frame, tucking the soft, downy material under her chin and around her shoulders as she slept. Assured she was comfortable, he positioned himself next to her, moulding his body to hers. Like a slow burning furnace, her lithe body radiated heat. He closed his eyes and allowed himself a contented sigh. Snuggling up to a warm, sexy woman, elf or not, in a large comfortable bed sure as hell beat crashing on an Army cot or a sleeping bag. After nearly a lifetime of military-issued beds, resting next to Tasha was heaven. Pure heaven. Definitely something he could get used to.

  His eyes flew open.

  What in the hell was he thinking?

  That train of thought could lead to dating, then becoming a boyfriend, and ultimately to marriage. Another commitment.

  A shudder rippled under his skin.

  Only weeks away from retiring from a job he’d held for over twenty-five years, he stood on the doorstep of having no commitments. He wouldn’t need to work, could come and go as he pleased, and would be able to do just about anything he felt like doing when he felt like doing it. Commitment, even with a great woman like Tasha, was definitely not a part of the long-term plan.

  He needed to concentrate on working towards some life-long dreams. His very own bucket list of things to do, places to see, and adventures to experience before he was too old to enjoy his life. There was a deep-sea fishing boat to buy and a giant swordfish to catch. Scuba diving off the Great Barrier Reef. And most important of all, seeing the sunset off the bow of his boat near the white sands of Tahiti. From everything he’d read, and all the pictures he’d seen of the small island in the South Pacific, Tahiti was the most beautiful place on the planet. Once he retired and bought his boat, not a moment would be wasted getting to those French Polynesian beaches.

  The scent of Tasha’s skin wafted up from under the covers. She smelled of sugar cookies and sex, a combination difficult to resist. Tempted by her heady aroma, Axel smacked his lips, picking up traces of her tangy, sweet pussy on his lips. Damned if the woman didn’t taste as good as she looked. How nice his life would be if he could lick that delectable kernel between her legs every day or tap into that ass when the mood struck.

  Holy shit!

  Enough with the woman already.


  But, as if it had a mind of its own, his cock came alive and was as hard as marble. Either the Thermavan, or his desire for her, still flowed strong in his blood. It was impossible to tell which one of the two was more powerful.

  He couldn’t take her again. She needed her rest. The poor thing was still recovering from using all her magic.

  He snorted.

  That he could even believe she was truly an elf and could wield magic still rubbed a little against the grain. Yet, here he was, there she lay, and though tender from overuse, his dick was ready for action. There was no crazy here. No delusions. This was real. The only thing that wasn’t real at this moment was the fantasy of caressing the back of her thigh and moving his hand higher until he met the curve of her tight ass. What he would do to squeeze that incredible backside of hers, or, better still, spread those beautiful cheeks apart to reveal her tight little hole. He hadn’t tried doing that yet.

  His cock jumped.

  He had to do it.

  Unable to hold himself back, he reached under the blankets and felt around until his fingers met the warm skin of her flat stomach. The feel of her softness against the rough skin of his hands served to remind him that he had to be gentle with her. She might be an elf, and she might be a ’bad ass B.E.L.L.’, as she put it, but she was a woman. A wonderful, sexy, funny woman.

  Axel shook his head. Not those thoughts again.

  Before he realised she was awake, Tasha’s hand slipped over his legs and gently latched on to his swollen cock.

  “Is this what men call morning wood?” she giggled.

  “Honey, this is what real men call a petrified log.” He leaned towards her, pulled his hand out from under the fur blankets, and brushed a stray lock of hair from her beautiful face. “I’m sorry. I can’t help myself. I’ve got to make love to you again.”

  She turned towards him, her long red hair tumbling over her shoulders, as she graced him with a wide smile. “Elf men have a lot of special powers, but I’ve never been around one that is as virile as you. Are all human men this horny, or are you incredibly special?” Her eyes lit with some unknown merriment. “Or am I so hot you can’t take your hands off of me?”

  A rush of heat flamed across Axel’s chest. He swallowed hard, more than a little embarrassed that his libido was more the Thermavan’s doing than his. At least, he was pretty sure the Thermavan was behind his non-stop sexual appetite.

  He could lie, he reminded himself. What would be so wrong in thinking he was more of a stud than he might actually be without the help of any medication? He opened his mouth, prepared to tell her a whopper of a fish tale, but stopped himself. Tasha deserved to know the truth. As much as he wanted to look like Superman in her eyes, he wanted to earn that impression by being a man of honour. Someone she could trust.

  Axel let out a breath, which carried away any hesitation about doing the right thing. “I’m taking a drug. It gives my dick not only a mind of its own, but apparently a set of orders to carry through any sexual plans it schemes in its rather big head.” He searched Tasha’s face, wanting to see her reaction to his confession. Would she laugh? Would she be disappointed?

  Tasha hesitated for a moment, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth. She released the hold she had on his dick and pulled him closer, wrapping her arms around his waist. “Axel, as long as I get to be here with you and share my body with you, I don’t really care why you are the way you are. I just know I love the touch of your skin against mine, the way your huge cock fills me, and the happy way you make me feel.” She looked into this gaze and held it, evidently preparing to make an important point. “When I’m with you, I can be myself. I can share my fantasies and fetishes without feeling weird. In my world at the North Pole, I’m already a bit of a freak, the odd duck among the swans. I mean, look at me. How many six-foot elves have you ever seen in your life?”

  Axel cocked an eyebrow. “Honey, I’ve never seen an elf before. I’m going to have to take your word on this one.”

  Her hand reached over his ass and pinched. “You know what I mean.” Tasha rubbed the area she’d just inflicted. “I don’t think I could ever ask some elf to play doctor with me or do the things we’ve done together. I feel comfortable with you.” She squeezed her arms tight and pressed her cheek against his chest. “I really like you.”

  A strange pang echoed through his heart. One he hadn’t felt since he’d lost his mother so very long ago.

  No, he reminded himself. He couldn’t get close to Tasha. He wouldn’t. He had plans. Dreams. Getting himself involved with Tasha would put all his hopes for his future in jeopardy. He’d waited too long for retirement to make changes now. Couldn’t he just enjoy the moment? Satisfy his needs while he satisfied hers? He’d be more than happy to do anything she wanted, be anyone she wanted—for now. But when his mission was over, he’d be gone. Seeing her again just wasn’t something he could commit to.

  “Tasha, I really like you, too.” And he did, but he wouldn’t allow any more feeling than that, he decided, no matter how badly his heart banged.

  Axel kissed her forehead. Feeling inspired, he continued kissing a string of kisses down the side of her face, ending at her ear. “I want to please you. Tell me one of your fantasies,” he whispered. “I’ll do anything for you. Anything. What’s your greatest desire and I’ll make it come true.”

  “Well,” she thought aloud. “My friend, Kendil, isn’t here, so we can’t do that one, but…”

  He stopped her before she could continue. “Wait a second. Is Kendil a man or a woman?” And just what level of freakiness should I be expecting? he finished in his head.

  “Oh, she’s a woman. She’s another B.E.L.L. You’d like her.”

  A fresh jolt of stimulation punched his gut. He’d never fucked two women at the same time before, but had wanted to since he was old enough to get a hard-on. Damned if he wasn’t willing to give that combination a try. What guy in his right mind wouldn’t? Watching two women getting it on and then plunging his dick into both of them, one right after the other…just having them both licking his cock at the same time, occasionally meeting at the top where their tongues and sweet lips would lock together in a kiss, was the stuff of dreams. The mental image was also excruciatingly sexy.

  Axel’s poor cock bucked, wanting to explode. He had to stop his eyes from rolling to the top of his head. Using considerable effort, he only nodded, trying to look sombre. “I’m sure I would.”

  Tasha peered up at him. “Did I go too far? Does that kind of fantasy bother you?”

  If she only knew just how much those kinds of fantasies intrigued him. Never one to really explore his sexual boundaries, and too caught up in his military career and research to put into practice any erotic thought that he’d ever had, he’d simply never tried going much beyond standard sex. He’d been content with what he’d had until he’d met Tasha at the North Pole. She’d opened a world of possibilities and brought a new level of fun and adventure to sex. Since then, standard sex had been sufficient, but just not the same.

  “No.” Axel smiled and brushed the back of his hand against her rounded cheek. “I find your imagination fascinating and incredibly erotic. I don’t think there’s much you could suggest that I wouldn’t be willing to try at least once.”

  “Really?” she tested. “What if Kendil had been a man instead of a woman? Would you mind if I had sex with you and another guy?”

  An image of one of Tasha’s white fur rugs flashed in his mind’s eye. His brain then added Tasha, beautiful and naked, on her hands and knees on the rug. He added himself to the picture. On his knees directly behind her with his hands on her hips, he thrust his cock in and out of her.

  So far, the vision seemed pretty damned good. He liked what he saw.

  He then added another man in front of Tasha. Axel couldn’t envision a face on the man. He was an unknown blur. The man was also on his knees. Axel could see Tasha reaching up and taking the other man’s stiff cock in one of her hands,
stroking up and down his shaft. Her head then bobbed over the length of him, her pretty pink mouth sliding over the taut skin.

  Axel registered his reaction to the vision. His dick leapt and he could feel a drip of pre-cum weep from its head.

  Obviously, he had no problem with that particular fantasy, either.

  “As long as you don’t expect me to have sex with another man, I’m a hundred percent okay with the idea,” he said.

  Tasha grabbed him tighter and wiggled. “I’m so glad to hear that. I can’t wait to do those things with you.”

  “But right now it’s just you and me, honey. So what’s it going to be?”

  She sighed. “My magic powers still aren’t quite a hundred percent yet, so I can’t pop in any chains, straps, handcuffs, masks, O-rings, restraints, whips, leather chaps, or my dominatrix outfit. We’ll have to use what I’ve got on hand.”

  Tasha removed her hold on him, pulled back the fur covers, and pushed herself off the bed. With her gone, the cold of the room seeped into his skin and he shivered. The Thermavan evidently was beginning to wear off. He’d have to take another shot soon, though he was more than a little worried about the resurge of the drug’s side effects. Could he die from having too much sex? How long could a man continue fucking before causing some type of injury to himself, or cardiac arrest?

  Tasha padded barefoot across the room and leaned over a bag near the side of the cave’s sparkling walls. Her firm, round ass waggled high in the air as she dug through the contents of the bag.

  Enough of being a doctor, he scolded himself. If some scientist found his dead, frozen carcass in this cave a hundred years from now because he’d screwed himself to death, then all right. Bring it on.

  Returning back to bed, Tasha showed him what she’d found.

  “I only brought a dildo and a tube of lube.” She frowned. “I’m sorry. We’ll have to make do with this for now.”

  The pink piece of equipment she held was big enough to choke a goat. At over a foot long and at least two-inches in diameter, the device was the largest sex toy he’d ever seen. The surface of the gadget was ringed with ridges every quarter inch down its shaft. A second, stubby shaft protruded about two inches from the base of the dildo. Pleasure Pump Three Thousand was boldly written on the bottom of the contraption.