11. Cole

Chapter eleven

Cole

The door snicks shut behind me and I take a moment to lean against it, dragging in a fortifying breath as I sift through everything that has happened this morning.

There’s a lightness in me that I didn’t know stemmed from how much I dread my work, and Natalie has gone and shifted the trajectory of my— our —lives, all in the span of a single conversation.

Today was monumental, both in terms of my relationship with Nick, as well as my career. I don’t think Natalie has any idea how seriously Nick takes others’ happiness and that he will do everything in his power to help me and Jasper. By speaking up, she helped me shave years off my plan to breach the topic.

Still, I can’t decide if I’m annoyed that she said something without consulting either of us, or grateful for charging ahead and possibly realigning our lives.

“Where’s Natalie?” I ask Jasper when I finally feel like I have a grip on my emotions, needing to share with her that we’re leaving in the morning.

“I think she’s in her room. She most likely wanted to give us space to talk to Nick.”

My bare feet thud against the floors as I make my way toward Natalie’s bedroom, Jasper hot on my heels. He slips in front of me as I enter the hallway leading to her room. Placing a hand on the center of my chest, lines of worry form on his face.

“Cole, don’t be angry at her. I think she really tried to help. Maybe it was a tad more abrupt than you had planned, but surely this is a good thing? We’re going on an adventure!” Jasper tries to reason.

Something melts in my cold heart at Jasper’s concern for Natalie. My shoulders slump and I rest my forehead against his shoulder. “I know. I’m not angry, perhaps I was annoyed there for a second that she risked my relationship with Nick, but I’m grateful to her for saying something we’ve been dancing around and avoiding for years. She just swept in here and changed the course of our lives in a day.”

“Surely that’s not a bad thing? What if she’s meant to be part of our lives, too?” Jasper asks gently.

I lean back and look at Jasper’s face. He’s so beautiful. Sweet, considerate, patient, and has the heart of a lion at the center of his being.

“I’m starting to think she is,” I say softly, cupping his face and rubbing my thumb along his lips.

Joy sparks in his eyes and a mischievous smile forms on his lips. “You can still make her apologize for overstepping. I’d love to see her pretty lips wrapped around your cock as she chokes out her apology. Save the good news for after.”

My own grin kicks up the corners of my mouth. “Better get ready for a show then.”

I rap my knuckles against Natalie’s door and push it open after hearing her call, “Come in.”

Natalie lies on her bed, drawing something in a leather-bound sketchbook. Tucking her pen into an inside pocket, she closes the book before I can make out the image. She ties the string with a calm meticulousness that makes me think she is stalling for time, unsure of what our reactions are to this morning.

What kind of images does she sketch, and what will take for her to share them with us?

“You boys have a good chat?” Natalie asks as she sits up, putting the sketchbook on the side table and crossing her legs like she has no care in the world.

Jasper slips into the room behind me and slouches comfortably in the chair opposite the bed, shooting me a wink before assuming a nonchalant expression that fools no one.

I can see Natalie’s defenses are up, probably expecting me to come in here with guns blazing. Instead, all she’ll get is a hard cock ready to be stuffed down her throat. I don’t say anything, though, letting her squirm in discomfort until she can’t take it anymore.

Crossing her arms over her chest, Natalie raises her chin and says, “If you’re waiting for an apology, you’re going to wait for a long time. But if you’d like to thank me, I can think of ways that will suffice.”

“Tsk-tsk, Natalie. It’s cute that you think you’re calling the shots here. Jasper and I have some plans for you, and we’re going to ask you to be a good girl and follow instructions. Think you can do that for us?”

Natalie is a strong, outspoken woman and I find that extremely attractive. But in the bedroom, I need to be in charge. I want to—no, need to—see if Natalie will be able to follow directions, if she feels safe enough with me to give up control.

Her eyes narrow at me for a second before she closes them, breathes in deeply through her nose, and visibly relaxes on the exhale. She opens her eyes and playfulness replaces her earlier guardedness, and there’s also a hint of challenge in the quirk of her mouth.

“Good girl,” I whisper under my breath. This is exactly where I want her.

I take a step forward and brush the hair out of her face. “Natalie, Jasper has a suggestion for how you can apologize for overstepping earlier.” With my hand remaining on her face, I incline my head to Jasper. “Tell her.”

I glance at him as he scoots forward in his seat, bouncing a little in anticipation for what’s to come. His voice is near giddy, almost tripping over the words when he says, “I think you’d look especially beautiful apologizing with Cole’s cock down your throat, with drool dripping from those pretty lips as he fucks your face, and your eyes rolling back in your head when you get to taste him for the first time. He tastes sooo good, Natalie. I can’t wait for you to find out.”

Natalie’s lips part and her breathing turns shallow. Her pupils expand until only the tiniest sliver of icy blue remains as her eyes jump between Jasper and me.

Seeing her desire so clearly, I feel I can push a little more. “Jasper paints such a pretty picture, but if you’re not sure…”

“Take your monster cock out and show me what I’m working with.” Natalie tries to order me, staring unabashedly at the outline of my hard cock.

I shake my head at her boldness, feeling my balls draw up as I anticipate the push and pull between us until she finally surrenders to me.

Slipping my thumb into her mouth, Natalie closes her cherry-red lips around it and automatically sucks, inadvertently quieting herself.

“Get on your knees.” Before the rumbling words are even fully out of my mouth, Natalie slips off the bed and her knees sink into the plush cream carpet. Challenge remains in the set of her shoulders as she crosses her arms across her chest and assumes a bored expression. She’s such a dichotomy, one moment challenging me, yet also submitting so beautifully. The perfect brat.

Jasper rubs his cock over his pants and his other hand strays toward his belt. I hold up a single finger to stop his progress. “You can watch and you can touch yourself, but that’s all. Don’t you dare come. Today, Natalie is going to learn what krampus cum tastes like. If she doesn’t guess the flavor, you’ll just have to come in her mouth again and again until she gets it right.”

“That doesn’t really sound like a hardship to me,” Natalie says with a delectable little smirk on her face that’s inviting trouble.

I shake my head and chuckle. “You have no idea how much cum Jasper’s got in one load. But you’ll learn soon enough. Right now, I want to hear your apology muffled around a mouthful of my cock.”

I’m about to ask if she consents, but the bratty woman beats me to it. “Do your worst,” Natalie dares me, then opens her mouth wide and sticks her tongue out for me, eager for my cock.

“Little vixen,” I say affectionately before shifting to serious again. “Tap my leg if you need a breath, but otherwise, you’re going to take this cock and suck it like it’s the best thing you’ve ever tasted. Got it?”

She gives me one nod before I unzip my pants.

“Oh! Me likey!” Natalie says, losing her cool nonchalance the second she sees my cock. “Is that a candy cane wrapped around a Christmas tree, or are you just happy to see me?”

I fist my hard cock, running a hand around the thick veins spiraling from the base to the tip—one of the physical manifestations of my Christmas-elf genetics. I’m already leaking precum at the sight of her so eager for a taste.

Choosing not to respond to her very accurate description of my cock, I grip my wide base, and push into her warm mouth. I don’t wait for her to get comfortable, but keep pushing until I meet the back of her throat.

“Look at these pretty lips stretched around my monster cock. Doesn’t she look beautiful, Jasper? Think she can take more?”

Jasper’s reply is a raspy “yes” and I quickly glance over at him. His gaze is riveted on where my cock is entering Natalie’s mouth, his chest heaving as he absentmindedly runs a hand up and down his gloriously thick shaft, pearly liquid already dripping down from his slit.

“Open nice and wide for me, Natalie. Relax that throat and swallow me down.” This time, I keep pushing until her lips are wrapped around the girthy base of my cock. I remain there as the cool blues of Natalie’s eyes hold me captive, more so than her mouth. My heart beats erratically and a sensation builds in the base of my spine, warning me that this might be over too soon if she keeps looking at me the way she is.

When I go to pull back, wanting to give her a chance to catch her breath, Natalie reaches around me, gripping my bare ass and holding me in place. Her watery eyes stay on me as she swirls her tongue around the underside of my cock, sucking, giving me all she’s got.

Realizing I need to wrestle back control before I fall for this woman just as hard as I’ve fallen for Jasper, I ease up. This time, Natalie allows it. I wrap her hair in my fist before thrusting in again slowly, repeating the motion steadily as her slurping and gagging noises fill the room, right along with little pants from Jasper’s corner.

“So pretty when you’re choking on my cock. Are you ready to apologize now?”

A jumble of sounds come from her throat and I throw my head back, groaning as the vibrations run against my cock.

“One more time, Natalie. That felt so good.” From behind me comes a whimper, Jasper living in the moment just as much as we are.

Natalie’s eyebrows twitch—in delight or challenge, I can’t quite tell. She cups my balls in one hand, and bobs up and down on my cock. She repeats her apology, but maximizes the effect by elongating the vowels, drawing grunts from me as the nails on her other hand sink into the flesh of my ass.

This woman is a dream. Not just with the way she’s sucking me like I really am the best thing she’s ever tasted, but she brings a fresh perspective to our lives. She’s bold and brave and beautiful, and she challenges me— us —in a whole new way.

I withdraw from Natalie’s mouth with a pop, needing a moment to compose myself before this is over too soon.

“Jasper, come here. I think Natalie wants a taste,” I say a bit more breathlessly than I intended to sound.

Jasper nearly stumbles over his own feet in his haste to get to my side. His hard cock is in one hand, his other hand holding his pants up around his knees.

Natalie grins at him when he stops in front of her, but her eyes quickly widen as they settle on the girth of his shaft and the steady stream of precum dripping from the swollen head.

“Holy fuck. You’re a big boy, aren’t you, Jasper? Can I lick that thick cock, pretty please?” Natalie rasps, sounding slightly more desperate to taste him than she probably intended.

Jasper nods but doesn’t move closer. “Just, um, please don’t try to fit it all in your mouth. I know it’s big and I don’t want you to hurt yourself. It’s okay if you just lick around the tip.”

My heart aches at the sweetness between them. I’ve never been able to fit my own mouth around Jasper’s cock, but I’ve worked it well enough to know how to get him off with licks and nibbles and my hands. The fact that he paused so close to Natalie’s mouth to think of her comfort first, is exactly one of the reasons I love him—even if I’ve never said those words out loud before.

Natalie’s smile turns soft before she shores herself up again. “Don’t go dropping challenges like that. Let me try.”

“I’m not going to let you hurt yourself,” Jasper says and almost takes a step back.

Deciding it’s time to take control again, I go to stand behind Jasper and wrap my hand around the base of his cock, where his knot will swell later. “Natalie’s a big girl, she can decide for herself how much she can take. Right, little vixen?”

Without any further words, Natalie inches forward and swirls her tongue around the head of Jasper’s cock. Her eyes pop open and she sits back again, staring at Jasper with surprise and delight glowing in her face. “Wow! Is it…? Give me more.” She goes in for another lick and keeps licking until Jasper is trembling with pleasure.

I smile to myself, because that was my first reaction too. Natalie wraps her hand around mine, and together we work Jasper over. I lodge my cock against the cleft of his cheeks, slowly rubbing up and down, but never pushing in.

Jasper has one hand in Natalie’s hair and the other reaching behind him, drawing me closer while he tries not to thrust into Natalie’s face. His head is leaned back until he’s a panting, whimpering mess between us.

I can’t take my eyes off of Natalie as she licks and sucks and swirls and pumps and does everything she can until Jasper’s body is strung so tightly, I know it’s only seconds before he’ll explode.

“Come for us, Jasper,” I say and, for some unknown reason, lift onto my toes to gently bite down on the junction where his neck meets his shoulder.

Following my lead, Natalie lifts her mouth off his cock, a string of drool stretching between them. “Be a good boy and fill my mouth,” she purrs.

Jasper gasps, giving two shallow thrusts, and then he’s shooting streams of warm cum into Natalie’s waiting mouth. She does her best to swallow everything down, but it quickly becomes too much and starts spilling over, running down the sides of her mouth, down her neck, onto her shirt.

I step out from behind Jasper and kneel down next to Natalie. Leaning forward, I lick the last drop of cum from his slit and then bend to lick a stripe up Natalie’s neck. With a voraciousness I didn’t know I possessed, I kiss her. Jasper’s flavor snowballs between us, linking the three of us just as Natalie’s flavor had last night.

Natalie breaks the kiss and opens her mouth, showing that she didn’t swallow any of Jasper’s cum I put in her mouth. She gestures for me to stand up, and then points to my cock and her mouth.

“Oh.” All my surprise is conveyed in that single word. I’m intrigued by her creativity and how much she’s bringing to this dynamic between the three of us.

Jasper pulls me to stand and he wraps his arms around me from behind, guiding my cock into Natalie’s very wet mouth.

“She’s a dream,” he whispers into my ear. “Topping from her knees, isn’t she?”

I can’t decide how I feel about that. I’ve never been topped before, but somehow the idea suddenly sounds appealing.

Knowing I’m not going to last long, I say, “I’m going to fuck your face now, Natalie. Tap my leg once if you agree.”

Tap.

“Tap my leg twice if you want me to stop.”

Natalie just narrows her eyes at me like I said something ridiculous. When her gaze shifts to determination, I start thrusting.

The sloppy sounds of her sucking me, the image of her lips stretched around my cock and Jasper’s cum dripping from the corners of her mouth—it’s all too much, too beautiful. I place both hands on the back of her head and thrust three times more, and then I’m coming, shooting ropes of sugar plum cum down her throat before sagging back against Jasper.

“That was fun. Let’s do it again,” he says, already hard against me.