Christmas Goes Camo

by Allie Standifer, Brenna Zinn, Desiree Holt

  Oops! That thought made his cock jump in his hand.

  Think ice, you idiot. Think war. Think of anything but that tempting morsel just inches away from you.

  “Okay.” She set the little instrument to the side. “I have some ideas.”

  She pulled the little red ball from beneath its thermal hood, tapped it and held it to her ear. When nothing happened, she frowned and tapped again.”

  “Something wrong?” he asked.

  “There seems to be a problem getting a signal out. Cupid has probably thrown up a signal shield around us.”

  “A signal shield,” he repeated slowly.

  “Will you stop repeating everything I say? You’ve been doing it since I let you into the tent.”

  “Sorry. It’s just that all of this is …a little difficult to absorb.”

  “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay. I know you want to check and see if your friends are okay. Let them know you’re all right before we try to figure out what to do about the guy in the red shorts. So let’s see if we can check on everyone.”

  “You know I haven’t been able to get in touch with them,” he reminded her. “And you just said you can’t get a signal out.”

  “I know, but I have an idea that I think will work for both of us. I’m going to try and mate my communicator to yours. Hand me your thingy.”

  He wanted to hand her his thingy more than anything in the world, but he didn’t think they were referring to the same item. Ordering his body to behave, he handed her the satellite radio/telephone that he hadn’t been able to raise anyone on. Sonia plastered the red ice ball to the side of his instrument.

  As he watched, the little ball of ice glowed hotter red and became almost translucent. Sonia tapped it twice with her index finger, studied it, nodded and handed it to him.

  “Okay. You’ve got two minutes. Knock yourself out. Oh, and I think your Dr. Cole is with Tasha so maybe we won’t have to make so many calls. So, you go first.”

  Jaguar took the weird-looking amalgamation from her, looked at it sceptically and shook his head. “If this works, I’ll know I’m losing my mind.”

  Expecting the thing to blow up in his hands, he tapped out a code and put it to his ear.

  “Jaguar? That you?” The voice crackled out of the speaker.

  Yup. I’m losing my mind.

  “Teague? You okay?”

  He spoke to Teague, then reached Axel Cole and had just finished talking to them when the red snowball began to fade. He held it away from his body and stared at it.

  “What’s happening?”

  “Power’s just about gone.” Sonia reached for it, removed the snowball and put it back in its little hut. “So. Did you find out what you need to?”

  “Yeah.” He nodded, still not sure what had actually happened. “They’re all hunkered down somewhere. And it seems with your B.E.L.L.S. Like you said, Axel is with your friend, Tasha, and Teague is with someone named Kendil. She one of you?”

  Sonia nodded. “Yes. She is.”

  “Then I guess my team is battened down with yours, so we’ll let them worry about themselves. Anyway, they don’t seem to be under the same intensity of attack that we are, at least not for the moment.”

  “Because I’m the team leader,” she pointed out.

  “Well, anyway, they’re set.”

  “Good.” She clapped her small hands together. “So everyone’s taken care of. Now we just need to figure out what to do about Cupid.”

  “I think I might be able to help you there.” He leant over and lifted her up, settling her on his lap. “But I have something else in mind first.”

  As soon as Jaguar’s strong hands settled her on his lap, his thick erection prodded at the lips of her cunt. Her stomach muscles clenched and a fresh gush of her honey bathed the head of his cock. Lordy! When he said he was hard all the time, he really meant all the time. No matter how many times they fucked, his penis popped right into play, ready to go. She wanted that hard shaft inside her again, filling her, stretching her muscles.

  Jaguar bent his head and took one nipple in his mouth, sucking on it. Heat flashed through her body. She hitched her hips forward, wanting to impale herself on him, but his hands held her firmly in place as he pulled at her with his mouth and licked the hard point with his tongue. Nerves fired inside her pussy. Again she tried to rub herself back and forth on him, but he wouldn’t relinquish his hold.

  When he lifted his head and the air brushed against the wet nipple, she moaned, wanting more. He obligingly attended to the other nipple, sucking it into the wet well of his mouth, pressing it against the roof of his mouth with the flat of his tongue. Then back to the other breast, licking and nipping, taking turns with each one until she thought she would go mad with the need clawing up inside her.

  Jaguar lifted his head, moved one hand up to thread his fingers through her hair and pulled her mouth down to his. The same tongue that had aroused her nipples to almost painful hardness, now swept into her mouth. He slanted his lips to a better angle, dancing his tongue over hers. Sonia felt liquid, her bones softening, even as the thread of desire in her body tightened.

  His legs shifted beneath her and he lifted her body slightly with his strong hands.

  “Touch me,” he whispered into her mouth. “Put your fingers around me.”

  She reached down and wrapped her slim fingers around his throbbing cock, stroking it lightly.

  “Easy now,” he cautioned. “Not too much or this will be over before it starts.”

  She rubbed her thumb over the flared head, spreading the thick drop of liquid across the velvety skin. Lordy, but this man had a cock to worship.

  “Do you think you could conjure up another condom like you did before?” he asked, his lips still touching hers.

  “Okay,” she murmured and waved her hand over his shaft.

  Instantly he was sheathed in latex and flexing beneath her touch.

  “Now?” she asked.

  “Now,” he agreed. “Guide me home.”

  He lifted her enough for her to position the head of his erection at the opening to her cunt, then held her as she slowly lowered herself onto him. As he entered her, his hard thickness brushed against every tiny nerve in her vaginal walls. Shivers raced through her and her still-wet nipples ached with arousal.

  “Ride me, little snowflake.” His voice was hoarse with lust. “Ride me good.”

  She braced herself on his shoulders and slowly rose and fell, gripping him with her knees and steadily increasing the pace.

  “Look at me,” he rasped as the pace quickened.

  Sonia opened her eyes and looked into his, seeing such naked desire it took her breath away. Gazes locked, his big hands gripped her hips harder and moved her faster. Her orgasm rushed through her, ready to erupt, but she held onto it, until she saw in Jaguar’s eyes that he was ready, too. When she let herself go, he locked her in place on top of him, their bodies shuddering together, his cock throbbing inside her.

  She rode one velvet wave after the other, the spasms rocking her, pushing her higher. Just when she was sure the last one had subsided, Jaguar would rock her and it would begin all over again. At last he fell backward, taking her with him. She lay against his chest, her heart beating furiously against his hard body, her lungs starving for air. Jaguar ran his big hands up and down her spine and over the curve of her ass, a lover’s caress, as tender as their coupling had been erotic.

  Sonia lay there more content than she’d ever been, lulled by the rising and falling of Jaguar’s chest and the soothing touch of his hands. She might have lain there forever if a loud explosion hadn’t sounded just outside the tent, jarring the virtual cocoon they’d wrapped around themselves.

  Suddenly, the ground rumbled and shifted beneath them. Jaguar jerked upward, Sonia clasping his arms for balance.

  “Holy hell! What was that?”

  She sighed. “I think Cupid is closing in for a final attack. If I don’t get rid of him, I won’t be able to s
take out the location for the new factory.” She looked at him. “And you and your team won’t be able to finish whatever it is you’re doing.”

  “No way will my guys believe Cupid is a real…anything.” He grinned at her. “Any more than they’ll believe in Santa Claus.”

  She spread her hands wide, palms open. “So then, what’s your idea? Assuming you have one, Mr. Military Man.”

  “I just might.” He reached for his Nomex again. “First of all, I think we need to get some clothes on, just in case. After we’re dressed, I’ll show you what to do. I think I have an idea that will work.”

  “Okay.” She picked up her own outfit. “But this better be good.”

  With their clothing hastily donned, Sonia watched while Jaguar dug in his pack and pulled out what looked like a bundle of wide leather straps.

  She frowned, “What’s that?”

  “Gear for rappelling in case we had to climb any snow mountains or glaciers.” He stretched out one part to test its elasticity. “I think this will just do the trick. Okay, those snowballs you make. How hard can you make them?”

  “As hard as you want.” Automatically, at the word ‘hard,’ her eyes flicked to his cock, then back to his face.

  “Snowballs, Sonia. Concentrate.”

  “Yeah, yeah. You’re right. So what do we do?”

  “Wait until you think the immediate attack has passed, then grab as much snow inside as you can,” he instructed.

  Although the attack lasted less than five minutes, to Sonia it seemed like an eternity. Finally, when it had been quiet for a few minutes, she unzipped the tent a scant few inches and peered out.

  “All quiet,” she said. “I think they went to regroup.”

  “Do you see anything at all?” Jaguar wanted to know, crouching behind her.

  “They’ve got us surrounded by ice arrows in the snow,” she reported. “It’s a good thing this tent is made of impervious material so the arrows can’t pierce it or we’d be toast.”

  “Okay.” Jaguar was busy reconfiguring the rappelling ropes. “Start making those snowballs. We’re going to go back to military basics.”

  The two of them pulled snow into the tent and packed it into large round pellets as fast as they could. They had compiled about three-dozen snowballs when they heard the steadily increasing roar that signalled the advance of Cupid and his Vinions again.

  “Just start passing me those snowballs one at a time,” Jaguar told her, crouching at the tent opening with his device. “And don’t stop.”

  Sonia handed him the first one and watched as he fitted it into the ropes, pulled back and let it fly.

  Ohmigod! A slingshot! Back to basics was right. She wanted to shout with laughter. The last thing Cupid and his army would ever expect.

  The painful cry they heard was an obvious sign of a direct hit. Sonia clapped her hands.

  “They teach us to be inventive in the military,” Jaguar chuckled. “Pass me another snowball.”

  Sonia handed the ammunition to him as fast as she could, and with each one, he scored a direct hit. Seconds after the last one was released, another roar filled the air, but this time it began to recede. Jaguar peeked outside very carefully. Then he turned back to her, still kneeling.

  “They’re gone, and I don’t think they’ll be back anytime soon. They have a bunch of injuries to take care of.”

  She threw her arms around him, hugging and kissing him. “You’re my hero,” she told him and kissed him again, this time full on the mouth.

  Jaguar shifted beneath her so she was now straddling him once more and she felt the thickness of his cock pressing into her thigh. Again. Good lord. He was right. Whatever was keeping his body temperature up gave him an erection most men would kill for.

  He cupped her head and pulled it towards him, holding it in place while he plundered her mouth, his tongue tasting every inch of every surface inside. She felt his heart beating steadily in his chest while the heat of his skin warmed hers.

  “You wouldn’t happen to have the ability to conjure up a tube of lube, would you?” he asked against her mouth.

  “Uh huh.” Her own heart began to beat in triple time. “I probably could. Why?”

  “Because if we’ve beaten back the enemy and the storm’s gone with them, I have to get back with my team. But before that, I just have to fuck that sweet little ass of yours.”

  Sonia’s pussy tightened in response and the pulse in her womb began to beat with the ferocity of a jungle drum. She’d only allowed one elf to penetrate her there and it had been somewhat of a disappointment. But she had a feeling with Jaguar, it would be a whole new experience.

  “Okay.” She could barely breathe. “Give me a second here.”

  She held one hand out to the side, wiggled her fingers and a tube of gel magically appeared in it. Trembling slightly, she placed it in Jaguar’s hands.

  Setting it down beside him, he lifted the bottom of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head, kissing every inch of skin as he slowly exposed it. He sucked her nipples into his mouth one at a time, pulling on them and biting them gently, then licking them with the flat of his tongue. He cradled her breasts in his warm palms, fingers kneading the firm, soft flesh. Every press of his fingers was like the touch of a branding iron, every pull of his lips like the kiss of a hot flame.

  Sonia shook with anticipation, the lips of her cunt tingled, slick with her honey.

  With his mouth still fused to hers, Jaguar slipped a hand between them and found the hot button of her clit. She whimpered into his mouth as he pinched it gently before flicking the tip of a finger back and forth over it.

  “So wet,” he breathed into her mouth. “So hot. Liquid fire. That’s what you are.”

  He probed her with one finger then added a second one, plunging them in and out while his thumb worked her clit. Sonia was afraid she would come just from his manipulations and she gritted her teeth to fight off the hovering climax.

  Jaguar slipped his hand from her wet, silky depths and reached to the side. In seconds, she felt a pressure, heard a buzzing and the little silver bullet was humming away at her clit. Sparks of heat shot through her, and ratcheted up the tempo and intensity of every pulse in her body. He moved the little bullet around deftly, up and down her labia, over and around her clit, rimming the entrance to her throbbing cunt.

  When he pushed gently on it and slipped it inside her quivering walls, she couldn’t stop herself from climaxing. Her pussy spasmed, the muscles in her tummy clenched and her body shuddered. She clung to Jaguar’s hard biceps to steady herself, her head spinning as hot desire rose higher and higher inside her.

  “You’re soaking my hand,” he whispered. “I love it.”

  “Please,” she pleaded, her entire body begging for more.

  “Let it go, Sonia,” he murmured. “Come on. Just go with it.”

  It wasn’t as if she had a choice. Her body wasn’t waiting for instructions from her brain. The bullet buzzed, Jaguar stroked it in and out of her, and her cunt convulsed around it.

  Finally, she fell forward, her head against his shoulder, her breathing hitching in an uneven rhythm. Slowly, he removed the little toy from the grasp of her cunt, lifted it to his mouth and licked it with his tongue.

  “I tell you again, sugar. If this was all I ever got to taste, I’d die a happy man.”

  “I’m wrung out,” she told him.

  “I just wanted to make sure you were good and ready.” His voice was hoarse with lust.

  His big hands lifted her from his lap and placed her on her hands and knees, facing in the opposite direction. In seconds, her skirt was flipped up and one thick finger was applying a cooling gel to the tight ring of her anus. Sonia trembled at his touch, her need for him so intense she was afraid she would climax again without him. She was beyond ready.

  “God, Sonia. You have the sweetest looking ass I’ve ever seen.”

  Jaguar positioned his big body behind her, his warm hands rubbing the
globes of her buttocks. One thick finger pressed against the opening, circling it, teasing it. Then, in a gentle motion, he pushed inside and rotated the finger, spreading the soothing gel into her hot tissues.

  “Do it,” she pleaded. “Right now. I want you inside me. There.” She closed her eyes and immediately an image came to her of that huge, thick cock pushing its way inside her dark hole, stretching her, plunging deeper and deeper. Her body shook with need and uncontrollable carnal lust.

  “I don’t want to hurt you, sugar,” he rasped. “You’re so tiny and I’m so…so…”

  “Huge?” She swallowed a giggle. “It’s okay. Just do it.”

  He slipped his finger out, but instead of his cock, she felt the same fingers again, spreading more gel. Preparing her. Scissoring his fingers to stretch her muscles against his invasion. Again he removed them and, at last, she felt the head of his cock at her entrance, broad and flat. For a long moment, she wondered if Jaguar was right, that she might not be able to take him. But he held her steady as he pushed forward in tiny increments.

  “Deep breaths, sugar.” His voice was so hoarse she almost didn’t recognise it. “Breathe in and let it out.”

  She sucked in a huge breath and as she let it out, he pushed in a little farther.

  “Again, sugar. That’s it. Nice and deep. Let it out slowly.” His voice was low and tight, his effort at control obvious. “Come on. I know it’s a stretch but you can take me.”

  They set up a rhythm, her breathing and him pushing until, at last, his huge, thick cock was completely embedded inside her hot, dark tissues. Jaguar banded an arm around her waist to hold her to him and with his free hand reached around to press the little bullet against her clit again. It buzzed and hummed, and arrows of erotic sensations shot through her to every part of her body. The walls of her pussy spasmed and her clit pulsed as the little vibrator did its work.

  Now Jaguar began a steady in and out thrust of his cock, his hips rocking back and forth, the little vibrator buzzing against her swollen nub until there was nothing except their two bodies and a sea of sensation washing over her. Her skin felt too hot and too tight, and the heat racing through her had an icy edge to it.