Christmas Goes Camo

by Allie Standifer, Brenna Zinn, Desiree Holt

  Axel couldn’t hold back a cough of surprise. “That is some toy you’ve got here.”

  “It’s my Pleasure Pump Three Thousand. The ad on the Internet said it’s a girl’s best friend. Boy, were they right,” she said on a sigh. “It has both vibration and rotation, with a three-speed, push button control. Two motors power the shaft and the tickler separately. It’s waterproof, almost completely silent when in operation, and comes with three D-cell, rechargeable batteries. I never leave home without it.”

  “Who could blame you?” Alex picked the toy from Tasha’s hand. Though enormous, the dildo was surprisingly light. “Hard to believe you need a man when you’ve got something like this handy.”

  “Oh, I still need a man, believe me. The Pleasure Pump Three Thousand can do a lot of things to pleasure a woman, but it doesn’t have arms to hold me tight or lips to kiss me good night. It also can’t tell me how beautiful I am or how much it cares for me.” She retrieved the dildo and lovingly brushed the tip of the silicone cock against her cheek and stroked its pink length. “Though I may never part with this baby, it’s pretty much good for just one thing.”

  Another solid pang resonated in his chest, but he brushed the feeling aside, unwilling to focus on his feelings for her. Right now, he wanted just one thing. To please his splendid, redheaded elf. “So tell me what you’ve concocted for us in that lovely head of yours.” His cock literally stood at attention, ready and straining with the need to perform and relieve its sexual tension.

  Tasha glanced up at the cave’s iridescent ceiling, deep in thought. When she returned her gaze to him, a pink flush stained her cheeks. “I think I know what I want to do, but I’m almost too embarrassed to say. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do, but was never able to ask for.”

  Movement was impossible for Axel as he waited with incredible anticipation. Something she’s never done before? Too embarrassed to ask about? What the hell could it be? Was he up for the challenge?

  “Go ahead and tell me,” he encouraged. “I want to do this for you. I want very much to please you.”

  She nodded. After taking in and releasing a gulp of air, she said, “I want to be fucked in the ass.” A broad smile stretched across her face. “Whew!” She let out a nervous giggle. “I can’t believe I actually said that.”

  The tension in Axel’s muscles melted away, and he almost laughed, too.

  Fuck her up the ass? Here he lay, thinking she’d ask him perform some type of impossible yoga pose or tie her up with bed sheets, and all she wanted was for him to fuck her up the ass? For the love of Uncle Sam! Not only was that something he could do, he actually knew how to do it.

  “Honey,” he said as he pulled off the fur blankets, “this is your lucky day. Your wish is most definitely my command.”

  “There’s one other thing,” she added. “I want you to tell me what to do. I want your wish to be my command.”

  Axel stopped for a moment, considering. What did he want her to do? He eyed the Pleasure Pump Three Thousand, then took in Tasha’s curvy, naked body and the small patch of curly red hair between her long legs. His brain registered a near audible bing as a plan formulated in his mind.

  He gathered up the pillows and piled them high at the top of the bed. Satisfied with his work, he positioned Tasha against them, and draped her hair all around. Once settled, he handed Tasha the dildo. “I want to watch you fuck yourself with this for a few minutes. I can’t tell you how much that turns me on.”

  Her eyes widened and she excitedly nodded her head. Tasha took the device and turned a knob at the bottom. The Pleasure Pump Three Thousand purred with life. The long pink shaft shimmied and rotated. The smaller shaft whirred and vibrated. The power of the pulsating dildo was so strong, the entire bed shook.

  Wielding the toy in her hand like a seasoned magician with a wand, Tasha placed the tip of the dildo’s silicone head at her mouth. Her pink tongue darted out of her mouth until the top was completely wet. Very slowly, she manoeuvred the whirring pink device down her chest, pausing at her breasts, where she massaged her nipples into hardened peaks.

  Axel’s breathing became more laboured as she continued the dildo’s journey down to her pussy. In the cave’s flickering candle light, he could see beads of moisture sparkle on the downy curls between her thighs. He licked his lips, remembering the sweet taste of her juice. Resisting the urge to bend over her and lap at the flowing goodness between her legs, he opened the tube of lubricant and dabbed a small pearl of the gel into his hand, then applied the substance to his straining dick. He pumped his lubricated palm up and down his cock, deliberately keeping his rhythm slow and steady. There was no rush. Keeping his hands occupied, preventing himself from touching her while she pleasured herself, was his only alternative to thrusting himself upon her.

  “Hmmmm.” The murmur of her sexy voice resonated in the air. “I like watching you do that.”

  That tidbit of information was quickly stored away for Axel’s future use. “I like watching you, too. And right now I want you to lower that dildo to your pussy.”

  Tasha did as he asked. While she moved the vibrating toy down over the flat terrain of her stomach with one hand, she used the other to spread the peach-coloured lips of her labia, revealing her inner folds and the nub of her glossy cunt.

  The muscles in Alex’s body tightened. The erotic sight of her hand revealing the feminine treasure between her legs was too much for him. He momentarily stopped stroking his cock, afraid he might come too soon and miss his opportunity to take her in the ass as she wanted.

  “Don’t stop,” Tasha begged. “Please don’t stop.”

  Axel nodded and very slowly resumed pumping while thinking of formulas for various medications and Napoleonic tactical manoeuvres. Anything that would help him focus his attention on what Tasha was doing. His plan was working until she lowered the dildo onto her clit and arched her back, absorbing the intense pleasure the device offered her. At that moment, he stilled his hands again. A large drop of pre-cum slid out the small opening of his cock and glided down his throbbing dick. His heart raced as though he’d just run ten miles with a full pack.

  Austin is the capital of Texas, he recalled. Helena is the capital of Montana.

  Tasha continued rubbing the pulsating gadget over her exposed, hardened nub, bucking slightly with every up and down movement. Her teeth bit into her bottom lip. A look of sheer ecstasy crossed her beautiful face.

  When he finished thinking through every state capital he could remember and Tasha was wet enough to soak the sheet beneath her, he voiced his next request. “Turn over, honey. It’s time.”

  Her eyes widened and she grinned, revealing a matching set of dimples. She rolled over and shifted her weight against the stacked pillows, thrusting her firm ass in the air, her legs spread wide.

  Axel shuddered. The invitation was sent. Now it was time to join the party.

  He positioned himself behind her and latched onto the rounded curve of her ass, then gently parted her cheeks. His gut lurched when he saw the glistening, puckered hole. She was so wet, her juices had already begun preparing for his backdoor entrance.

  “Backdoor guests are always the best,” he murmured.

  “What?” Tasha turned her head. “Did you say something?”

  “Just commenting on your incredible backside.” He tightened his hold on her fleshy ass. “You’ve got one of the nicest back seats I’ve ever seen.”

  Axel released his hold on her with one hand, then grabbed his stiff cock. Wanting to make sure she was more than ready for him, he glided the length of his shaft through the soaking folds of her pussy, then slid the wet member up to her asshole. “You sure you’re ready for this?”

  She reached her arms around the pillows, bracing herself, then nodded. “Do it. Fuck me. I want to feel your cock up my ass.”

  And so did he. Yes, indeed. So did he.

  Trying to be gentle, he pushed the head of his cock into the tight hole. Using very short
strokes, he slowly drove deeper into her. “You okay?” he asked on an exhalation.

  She responded by thrusting her entire body backward, impaling his entire dick up her constricted space. Tasha let out a long groan, then continued to propel herself against him, slapping her ass cheeks against his thighs. She then removed one of her hands from the hold on the pillows and moved it down to her pussy to pleasure herself.

  The tempo of their sex rose to a frenzied pace. Sweat ran down Axel’s face and chest, making his entire body slick. The interior walls of her ass relentlessly gripped and stroked his throbbing cock, enticing him to come. When Tasha finally cried out, Axel let himself go, endlessly pumping his hot cum into her tight chute.

  Completely spent, he leaned over her and shuddered. Several minutes passed before his breathing quieted enough to speak.

  “You all right, Tasha?” Axel rolled off her, then pulled her still body into his embrace.

  She looked up to him, her big green eyes alight. “That was amazing!”

  A rumble of laughter rose from deep within his chest. “Well, I’m glad you liked it.”

  “Like it?” she stated. “I loved it. When can we do it again?”

  Another strong pang reverberated in Axel’s heart. He felt happier at that moment than he had in his entire life. How would he ever be able to let such a wonderful woman go?

  Chapter Five

  Axel awoke from a deep sleep and shivered under the pile of fur blankets as a weak rush of heat broke over his body. The Thermavan’s ability to generate heat was nearly depleted. He slid next to Tasha and wrapped his arms around her, enjoying the warmth she generated. Her body wasn’t just warm, he realised, it was hot. Somehow her elf blood enabled her to generate enough heat to be able to live in this ice-covered no-man’s land.

  As quickly as the thought crossed into his rational, thinking brain, he bolted upright on the mattress.

  Of course! Why hadn’t he thought of that earlier?

  If he could get a sample of her blood and study its properties, he might be able to understand how she was able to regulate her body temperature without the use of drugs. Once he had the key, finding a stabilising structure for Thermavan would be a piece of cake.

  “Everything okay?” Tasha murmured beside him.

  “It’s better than okay, honey. You’re about to help me complete my final mission.”

  Bed-mussed hair and sleepy eyed, she lifted her head from her pillow. “I am?”

  He jumped out of the bed and threw on his Nomex suit. “You bet your sweet ass you are.”

  With both hands extended, she stretched her arms and let out a tiny yawn. “Can I help you with your mission later? I’m beat.”

  “I’m afraid not.” He pulled his pack onto the bed. “This can’t wait. I think I’ve discovered a way to make Thermavan stable, and you’re the one who’s going to help me.”

  When he pulled out a syringe, her sleepy expression morphed to wide-eyed horror.

  “I hope you’re not planning on sticking me with that thing. I hate needles.”

  “I’m sorry, hon, but I need to get just a little bit of your blood to study.” He rifled through his bag, looking for a pre-packed cotton ball soaked with rubbing alcohol.

  Tasha threw back the covers and sat up. “Hold up just a minute. I think you’ve some explaining to do. What exactly is Thermavan?”

  “It’s the drug I’ve been working on,” Axel said, still rummaging through his things. He pulled out a thermal shirt and pants and tossed them onto the floor. “Thermavan will regulate the temperature of humans no matter how cold or hot the external temperatures. It will allow us to live at places currently too extreme to inhabit.”

  “Like the North Pole?”

  “Sure. The North Pole, South Pole, the Mojave Desert, or maybe even Mars.” Enthusiasm swept through him like a kid seeing the face of the moon through a telescope for the first time. That he was on the brink of bringing such a capability to mankind was almost overwhelming. He would go down in the history books as the man who unlocked the secret to regulating body temperature despite the existing external conditions. When future generations travelled to or lived in places currently uninhabitable, they would thank him.

  Tasha hopped from the bed and stood with her feet shoulder-width apart and her hands on her hips. Her lips pressed into a scowl. The colour of her eyes nearly matched the dark red of her long hair.

  The woman definitely didn’t look happy.

  Axel momentarily stopped his search, giving Tasha his full attention. “Who knows where we’ll be able to live once this drug is stable? The world and other worlds beyond ours will be accessible to mankind. We will eventually be the masters of our universe. Isn’t it wonderful?”

  “No, it’s not. Not by a long shot.”

  “What are you talking about?” He glanced down and spied the foil pouch he was looking for between two boxes of Thermavan serum. “There you are, you little bastard.”

  Tasha stepped closer and placed her hand on his wrist. “There’s barely enough room for magical beings to live now as it is.” A bright pink flushed her cheeks. “Think about it. Leprechauns and wood nymphs have nearly been forced out of Ireland. Unicorns, abominable snowmen, and fairies are almost extinct. Why? Because humans have taken over their lands. That’s why.”

  Axel glanced down to where Tasha’s hand held him. She was surprisingly strong. “But there are no such things as leprechauns and unicorns,” he said in exasperation. He was on the edge of possibly changing the world. Didn’t she understand?

  One of Tasha’s eyebrows rose. “Or elves?”

  Her comment struck him like a sucker punch to the gut. Tasha’s grip released and Axel stepped back, a bit dazed and a lot confused.

  Thermavan was his life’s work. If he perfected the formula, who knew what limits humans were capable of?

  Then again, when did he start calling his species human? When did he ever think of species, period? Before six months ago, any beings other than humans were the stuff of fables and legends, not actual living, breathing creatures.

  Before he could make sense of his situation, Tasha ran to the corner of her ice cave and picked up what looked like a red, flowing snowball. After tapping the globe once, she placed it next to her ear.

  “Tasha reporting.” Slowly the pink staining her cheeks drained away until her face completely paled. “Ah, that would be Reginald Redberry’s fault. I had nothing to do with the bed or the zebra-striped sheets.” She frowned then nodded. “Yes, Sonia, I have my gun. By my marker. I’ll be there.”

  She removed the snowball from her ear. A distant look crossed her face as she moved to set the globe on a table. The snowball slipped from her fingers and crashed onto the hard ground. Like a delicate crystal vase, the globe broke into dozens of small pieces and scattered around the room.

  Worry gripped Axel like a vice. Tasha had never looked so solemn.

  “What’s happening? What’s wrong?” he asked.

  Without answering, she headed towards a dresser. After tugging open the top drawer, she pulled out another white unitard and laid the uniform out over the back of a chair. Tasha took a deep breath, rapidly spoke words he didn’t understand, then waved her right hand in the air. Quicker than a flash of lightening, the uniform appeared on her body, moulding to her curves like a second skin.

  Her refusal to respond to his question both concerned and annoyed him. He was a Colonel in the United States Army. He’d earned his rank and deserved a little more respect than she was giving him. “Tasha, I asked what’s wrong. You look as though something terrible’s happened. I want to know.”

  He held out his hand and tried to stop her for an explanation. She whisked by him, retrieving her holster from the floor near the bed.

  “This doesn’t concern you. This is not human business.” She pulled out her gun and inspected the clip. Using more force than was necessary, she thrust the pistol back into the holster then attached the holster to her thigh.

/>   Axel moved closer, caught her wrist and turned her around to face him. “Damn it, Tasha. I don’t care what kind of business it’s about. If you’re involved, I want to help.”

  “Why? I’m only half-human.” With more strength than he ever dreamed she possessed, she tugged against his restraint, nearly knocking him on his ass. “You’re hell-bent on perfecting your drug so your species can take over the entire planet. Why worry about a nothing half-elf like me?”

  In that second, he realised just how lonely all of his future plans were, and how lonely he’d been all of his life.

  Suddenly he wanted to tell Tasha that she had been the only woman he’d ever given two cents about, the only woman he’d ever thought of when he was awake and alone in his own bed. He wanted to tell her how much he cared for her, and that his feelings for her reached far beyond the bedroom door. And, if given the chance, he would like to continue seeing her and discover together just where this crazy relationship of theirs finally took them. Eventually, he wanted to fall in love and settle down, perhaps in Tahiti. Maybe she was the one.

  Axel wanted to say all these things, yet not a word came from his mouth. He barely registered another weak pang deep down in his chest.

  He was a Colonel in the United States Army. His mission only included testing the Thermavan, not getting mixed up in otherworldly business.

  “That’s what I thought,” she said, distain clearly marking her tone. She pulled on her boots, picked up a pack, and made her way to the cave’s entrance. Before she left, she turned and looked at him one last time. She kissed the pads of her fingers, then turned back and pressed her wet fingertips on the poster of Santa, right on the worn spot by his lips.