Wicked Winters: A Collection of Winter Tales

by Lucy Smoke

  I swallowed the thickness in my mouth. What was I meant to say to a handsome man admitting he desired me, and not just because we were sprayed by some glitter enchanting potion?

  “You’re making me blush. And I’ve never kissed two guys on the same day before.” I slapped a hand over my mouth at what I’d blurted out. “I shouldn’t have said that last part, but I’m so attracted to all three of you and can’t stop picturing you all naked. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I need to shut up.” Slumping down on Leven’s lap, I asked, “Does that glitter bomb have a truth serum in it?”

  “A smidgen,” Jax interjected from the front, and glancing over his shoulder, smiling widely. “I could do with more of your lips, and my lap is getting cold.”

  “Why would you add truth serum to a calming spritz?” I asked, purposely ignoring Jax’s invitation. It was clear the two men didn’t seem to mind if I was with both.

  “Something Santa requested. When he thinks anyone is lying to him, he would take them on the ride and get them to open up. No torture required.” He chuckled and steered Tatum to the left, heading for the mountains, then returned to staring at the scenery, and I followed suit. I supposed even Santa got paranoid.

  I searched across the forest, topped in snow. With its density, all the white made it impossible to see the ground. A cluster of birds exploded out of a tree we traveled over, fluttering around us, and I pulled my head back inside the compartment. The landscape seemed isolated and barren. Maybe the whole aerial search wasn’t going to work.

  When Leven removed his gloves and his hand slipped under my clothes and across my back, I curved back around to face him.

  He stared at me with hunger in his eyes. Was that really him feeling these emotions, or was the glitter influencing him? But the kiss back at the distillery had been real and deliciously wonderful. While still straddling his lap, I cupped one side of his face, the light stubble tickling my palm.

  “I can see you fighting your desire,” he said, leaning his head into my hand before kissing my fingers.

  “And shouldn’t I be?”

  He shook his head. “My dad used to say if there’s anything I want, I’ll have to do things I’ve never done before to get it.”

  “Oh,” was all I said, as I wasn’t too sure what things he’d never done before. “You’ve never been with someone who didn’t live in the Workshop?”

  “He’s been with lots of girls from human towns,” Jax blurted out.

  But I held Leven’s gaze, fighting the urge to picture him with others or the idea that I might be another conquest.

  “I want more from you.” His expression grew serious, his eyes darkening, his delicious lips parting. “Not just a kiss or a fun time, though those will definitely happen. But to get to know each other, go hiking, wrap presents with the elves. See you smile all the time.”

  Jax groaned, but Leven pulled me closer, our noses touching. “I don’t give a fuck if I sound soppy. I’d always sat back and let women come to me, but you’re something different. I’m going to make you mine.” His fingers gripped my hips, and he stared with such intensity.

  While my initial reaction was to pull away from someone so forward and pushy, a part of me was so turned on by this dominance. Sure, I was also attracted to the other two men, and I didn’t know where I was going with any of them. But right now, I didn’t want to leave Leven’s side.

  His mouth pressed to mine, and this time, our kiss was fast and divine. Leven’s hands moved everywhere, our bodies joined. I sensed Jax watching us, and it did something to me. Besides, hearing Leven say those words made me melt. Sure, I’d had guys ask me out before, like Dylan from California, but they hadn’t rocked my world. With Leven, my insides twisted into knots. I noticed his stolen stares, and damn, I blushed like crazy, not to mention I grew so wet each time he touched me. I was hopelessly losing control in his company. But Jax and Tatum affected me too. Each was so different, but similar in the way their presence called to me.

  Leven stood, with me still wrapped around him, and he knelt on the floor of the sleigh with such strength that he never once wavered. The red plush velvet was cushioning my back. I was completely and utterly lost beneath him, all thoughts vanished, and I couldn’t for the life of me remember anything else. I breathed in Leven’s sexiness, drowned in his strength towering over me, and I lost myself in his kiss.

  He pushed a hand under the layers of my shirts to my breasts, peeling the bra down and squeezing me so hard, I was moaning for more. I arched to feel his body pressed against mine. He pinched my pebbled nipple as his tongue pushed into my mouth, and I needed this. He reached down and undid my jeans and my long underwear because it was freaking freezing in Austria.

  I should have protested, stopped him, but I didn’t want to. My world centered on the attention he showered on me. He broke our kiss and knelt between my legs as his fingers curled under the top of my pants. “I want to see that pink cherry pussy.”

  I gnawed on my lower lip, conflicted with too many emotions, but I pushed those aside as I floated on ecstasy. When I glanced up, I met Jax’s burning eyes, and I wanted him to come and join us.

  Leven slid my pants down my legs in one go. “Focus on me,” Leven said. “Now lift those gorgeous legs up.”

  I abided so he could strip me. The pants caught on my boots, and he yanked them off one at a time, leaving my socks on. I was naked from the waist down, but the warmth from the sleigh heaters kept me toasty. He spread my legs and lowered them on either side of his hips. I followed his gaze lower as he grinned, and only then did I realize I wore my red thong with a reindeer on the front. God, I’d changed so fast before we’d gone out that I hadn’t paid attention to what underwear I’d grabbed. Now I looked like a hardcore groupie. Why had I even bought these in the first place?

  “Please tell me that’s a reindeer,” Jax called out, and Leven nodded.

  “I love it,” he said, running a finger down the reindeer’s nose, right across my crease.

  My whole body trembled from his feathery caress, and as insane as it sounded, having Jax hanging half over in the compartment turned me on.

  “Who’s driving this thing?” I managed to breathe.

  “I got it,” Jax said, one hand behind him holding the reins, the other down in front of him as if he were stroking himself. His eyes fixed on me, and something about being stared at like a lollipop shouldn’t have turned me on so much. But a shudder of euphoria raced through me, shaking me at the core. Fuck, I loved every moment.

  “Just so you know,” Leven said, “Tatum, Jax, and I share everything.”

  It wasn’t a question, but a statement, and a thrill gripped me. I met Jax’s gaze and a smile crept over his face. The air grew thick with arousal, and I couldn’t help but breathe slower, deeper, cheerier. Yep, spray me with glitter, and I morphed into a horndog who desired three men.

  Leven held open my legs. “Let Jax see how sexy the reindeer can be.” He ran his finger once more over my underwear. I was so wet, the sheer fabric clung to me. And I groaned from his touch, unable to get enough, lifting my hips, craving him as much as I needed oxygen.

  Jax was climbing over into the back, and my head ran on sex fumes. He reached over and his cold hand held the inside of my knee.

  I shuddered with enjoyment and stared up at the two men, watching me like hawks.

  Kneeling alongside my leg, Jax removed a glove and traced an icy finger along my inner thigh and the slick line before he delved under the edge of the fabric and pushed into my core.

  I exhaled loudly, my hands splayed on the plush flooring, my head tilted back, unable to get enough.

  Leven pulled my underwear further aside and wriggled his finger into me as well, widening me. Both fingered me at the same time, and I writhed, my cries growing louder.

  “So fucking sexy and wet,” Leven groaned.

  Together they pumped into me harder and faster. I rocked with the rhythm, losing myself to the ecstasy that two men
pleasured me at once.

  I bit my lips to stop from cumming. But the tsunami was crashing through me so quick, I stood no chance. Not when my excitement had been building for so long. At once, my orgasm broke through my defenses. I rocked on the spot, convulsing, moaning from the explosion within my body.

  “Squeeze tighter, sweetheart,” Jax urged me on, licking his lips.

  I screamed as the orgasm ripped through me, and I clenched my thighs, but the guys held them open.

  “Look what you’ve done,” Leven teased as my adrenaline settled down. “You’re practically dripping, and you’ve come all over the plush velvet.” Both men slid out their fingers, and I lay there smiling, not giving a fuck about any mess. Jax tasted his fingers and his eyes rolled back with desire.

  The sleigh dipped all of a sudden, and I flinched as Jax jumped to his feet, his cock tenting his pants. He scrambled back over to the front, steadying us, while Leven untied his belt and popped open the buttons on his jeans.

  I glanced down, well aware of what to expect and I couldn’t wait. His cock bounced out, thick and so erect.

  “You’ve been such a naughty girl.” He smirked and leaned over me, his hands on either side of my shoulders as he pushed his hips toward me. I lifted my hips to meet him. He found my entrance with the head of his dick without even trying.

  When he slid into me, splitting my body in two, my head spun, dragging me into a sexual need I had never known before. He pounded into me without pause, and I let him ride me, take me, have his way. I wanted nothing less.

  His hand pawed at my jacket, unzipping me, and pulled up my tops before peeling down on the fabric of my sports bra. My breasts bounced as they came out, and his mouth latched around a stiff nipple. I arched, adoring everything about him. Everything fell away but the raw lust that was growing between us, threatening to drown us.

  I cried out, scorching hot and wrapped my legs around his hips.

  As he drew his cock out and pushed it back into me, I forgot about everything, lost in the fiery friction. I heaved for each breath, and held on to his shoulders as he gnawed on my nipples and kept fucking me. The delicious slapping sounds drove me insane. He slid a hand between us and rubbed my nub in circular motions, but I was already so close to the edge that I convulsed almost at once.

  The orgasm tore through me that time, my body at the mercy of Leven’s cock, my muscles constricting around his dick.

  “Suck my cock with your tight pussy,” he grunted. He hissed as his eyes rolled upward while he released inside me.

  “Fuck, Nickie!” He stayed buried deep inside me for a long pause, his eyes finally opening and his mouth curling into a smile. “Incredible.” He glanced outside, and his smile faded. “I wish I could hold you in my arms until you fell asleep, but we’ve got to find Krampus.”

  “Agreed.” I started to shift when he found my mouth, his candy taste flooding me.

  “Let me help you.” He pulled out and fixed up my underwear before collecting my jeans and dressing me.

  I spotted Jax watching us, his eyes rolling back and trembling in the front seat, clear he was enjoying his own happy ending.

  Dressed, Leven lifted me to my feet and drew me onto his lap back on the seat. He held me so close, I could barely take in air, but something about his affection touched me. I didn’t feel used or left behind.

  “I’m going to make you mine,” he said, and he kissed my head as I cradled against his chest, mesmerized by his affection and promise. And for the first time in too long, I prayed he’d keep his word and not let me down like so many had in the past.

  11

  The wind swished through my hair as I stuck my head out of the sleigh. We were cruising over the woodland, everyone searching for any places that resembled a hideout, or movement that could be Krampus. Leven was on the other side of the compartment, doing the same, and yet I couldn’t stop thinking about him taking me right here in the sled—with Jax watching! My pussy still throbbed in the best possible way.

  I glanced over my shoulder to catch Leven checking me out before returning his attention to the forest. Jax focused straight ahead, and Tatum kept flying along the mountain range. With everything going on, I kept wondering if Tatum knew what we’d been doing earlier. I could only guess he’d be pissed that we hadn’t been paying attention to the mission. I should have felt guilty as hell that I hadn’t been more attentive. But I swore, being sprayed by the Good Stuff had played with my head, and I couldn’t help myself around Leven. Another reason I hung over the edge of the sleigh. To clear my head of the pixie dust Viagra.

  I needed to focus.

  Find Britta.

  Survive.

  And with each passing second, dread flooded back, smothering the calm sensation I’d enjoyed momentarily.

  Staring back down, I surveyed the area blanketed in snow. Hang on, Britta. We’re coming.

  I couldn’t remember how long we’d been traveling, and I wondered if Tatum was exhausted. Maybe he needed a break. I stretched my back when I caught movement farther below. We were a fair distance up, so it was difficult to make it out clearly.

  “Hey, I see something,” I called out over my shoulder, pointing to a location where the trees were thinner. I squinted for a better look as Leven pressed up alongside me, peering in the direction I’d indicated.

  He gasped, and I found a moose lingering near a rock wall. “Wait, is that a cave?”

  “Take us down!” Leven shouted and moved over to stand behind Jax, talking about where to land while I couldn’t stop staring at a potential hideout.

  Are you in there, Britta? My chest squeezed as I pictured her chained to the wall. I blinked away the tears. Now wasn’t the time to fall apart—it was time to get ready to fight.

  We careened to the right, dipping as Leven took my elbow and pulled me to his side on the bench behind the driver’s seat. His arm looped around my back, and our sides were plastered together. “When we get there, you stay in the sleigh,” he instructed. “We’ll search inside the cave. I need you safe.”

  When the sleigh started diving, I yelped instead. We lurched backward against the driver’s seat, the wind driving my hair into my face.

  “Fuck!” Jax yelled.

  “What the hell?” Leven was on his feet and turned to Jax. “What’s happening to Tatum?”

  I gripped the edge of the sled, and twisted around to find a spluttering of black dust encasing Tatum as he drew the sled through the air. My throat dried at seeing his legs flaying about, his body contorting and convulsing.

  “What’s he doing?” My heart bled to see him grunting and in clear agony.

  Jax pulled on the reins, but it didn’t help.

  The air kept buffering into usk, as I held on to stop from tumbling forward from the momentum.

  “Don’t fucking know,” Jax barked. “The moment we took a sharp decline to land, black dust exploded from the front of the sleigh and sprayed him.”

  I stared at Tatum. The particles were now gone, but he kept shuddering. “We have to help him,” I pleaded. “Can you fly to him?”

  “We only fly when connected to a sleigh’s magical harness.” Leven was already morphing and shifting, his body enlarging, his legs extending, his neck lengthening, and I looked away, convinced he was in pain. Within seconds, he stood next to me as a full-blown reindeer, snorting. He was massive.

  But the ground was flying toward us too fast.

  I screamed and held on to the back of Jax’s seat while he heaved on the reins.

  “Tatum, damn you!” he bellowed.

  We were diving to our deaths. I’d always thought when I faced my end, my life would flash before my eyes, but it didn’t. I just screamed and prayed to survive so I wouldn’t leave my sister alone.

  Leven leaped past me in his animal form, his hooves bouncing off the nose of the sleigh, and sailed forward.

  I held my breath.

  He crash-landed against Tatum, both of them tangled into a mess of legs and co
rds.

  The tops of trees were so close to us now. A scream pushed through my lungs as I pictured us dying out here, Britta left at the mercy of Krampus, and the world falling under his fury.

  But Leven’s legs were kicking, and in a sudden jerk, he swung us upward, his head high as he ran through the air, with Tatum, now transformed into human form, slumped across his back.

  “Holy shit!” I stammered.

  Jax’s face had turned white. “That was too fucking close.”

  Leven didn’t fly us into the sky, but he brought us down in slow motion, leading us to an open patch of land. The sleigh bounced about and shook beneath me. My knuckles were white as I gripped the railing and sat back down. Every part of me tensed, and my stomach turned to stone.

  With a heavy thud, we hit the ground and I bounced in the seat before we came to a final halt. Thank god!

  A guttural roar echoed in the distance, and I shuddered and scanned the woods. “What was that?”

  Jax scrambled out of the sleigh and rushed to cut Leven and Tatum from the tangle of cords and harnesses. Tatum broke free and already trembled, his body shrinking, his fur vanishing, and clothes magically appearing over his body.

  I staggered out of the sled, sinking in snow that quickly climbed halfway along my shins. Being shorter had its disadvantages out here. Jax and Leven weren’t struggling.

  But my sights landed on Tatum cradled by a cocoon of white, and I trudged over to him as fast as I could, my veins turning to ice from dread that he was gravely injured.

  I dropped to my knees at his side and reached for his neck. He still had a pulse, and I exhaled loudly. “What’s wrong with him?”

  “He’s stunned,” Leven said. “I felt the effect when I first crashed into him. It’s as if he’d been electrocuted.”

  A painful moan came from Tatum, and I leaned over him, cupping his face. “Are you okay?”

  He nodded, and instinct had me kissing his mouth, unable to stop myself as relief flooded me. I tasted peppermint candy on his lips and smirked.