20. Jasper

Chapter twenty

Jasper

I make quick work of Natalie’s clothes, my own somehow dissolving away as Natalie and Cole’s hands move up and down my body, distracting me with tongues and teeth, nibbling and licking at each inch of skin revealed.

I find myself splayed out on my back in front of the fireplace, Natalie straddling my waist and Cole’s hands cupping her full tits from behind, plucking at her nipples until she’s a squirming mess and I can feel her wet cunt hot against my bare skin.

Cole turns Natalie’s head and licks into her mouth with a filthy kiss before pulling back abruptly. “Get that cock in your cunt, Natalie. I’ll be back.”

I try to watch him go, confused as to what’s happening and how he’s still dressed, but my aching cock and the naked woman on top of me distracts me.

“You heard the male.” Natalie’s husky voice has my cock twitching. Her smirk is confident as she braces her palms on my chest, lifts her hips and positions me at her entrance, nudging my tip in.

I suck in a breath and grip her thighs, my fingers pressing into her skin as I hold her still. The kiss of her wet heat wrapping around my tip has me starving for more, my chest rising and falling, trying to control myself.

“Go slow, please. I know how well you can take me, but please don’t hurt yourself,” I grit out.

Natalie’s smirk softens for a fraction of a second before turning playful. “You just lie back like a good boy and let me take care of your cock. Okay, puppy?”

“Puppy? I’d like to think I’m more of an alpha.”

“Prove it.”

I flip us and pin Natalie under me, capturing her wrists with my right hand. I pinch her left nipple and ask, “Who’s the puppy now?”

The moan from her is delicious and I thrust my hips lightly, sinking in another inch. “That’s it. Spread these legs for me. Let me get nice and deep. I want to see your stomach bulging with my cock.”

Panting, Natalie squirms on my cock until I slide in halfway. I rub gentle circles around her clit, giving her a moment to adjust as I watch a beautiful flush spread across her cheeks, down her neck, tinting even her chest.

Out of the corner of my eye, I note Cole entering the room again, carrying all the blankets from the bed and dropping them in a heap next to us. “I like the idea of fucking on a hard floor, but someone’s going to end up bruised if we don’t cushion it a little.”

“I just— I can’t—” Natalie stammers. “Please, more.”

Feeling particularly naughty, I pull out an inch. “You’re the one who said you like edging, right?”

Natalie growls at me and tries to wriggle herself onto my cock. In a very good imitation of Cole’s voice, I tut at her, “Now that’s not the behavior of a good girl, is it?”

Whack!

I hear the sound before I register the pain of Cole’s hand on my ass, my hips reflexively thrusting forward, trying to escape another slap. Natalie clamps around me, holding almost my entire length hostage in her tight cunt.

Behind me, Cole chuckles. “This is fun.” Before I have time to protest, he says, “Jasper, pull out. Both of you get over here.”

The pure disbelief in Natalie’s eyes amuses me. There’s a rebellious spirit burning behind those icy irises, ready to argue with Cole.

I shake my head at her. “There’s no use. Cole will always get his way. And his way is usually much more fun.”

With a wink, I pull out and release her wrists. She whimpers at the loss of me, my own mouth pulling down in a frown when my cock is out of her warm cunt.

Looking down between us, I study Natalie’s arousal coating my cock, and can’t help but be fascinated by it. I run a finger along my length and pop some sugar cookie slick into my mouth. My eyes roll back in my head as my tongue wraps around my finger, her flavor dancing along my taste buds.

Pulling my finger from my mouth, I groan, “It’s impossible to ever get tired of this flavor.”

I pull Natalie into a seated position and Cole watches us with a nearly feral glint in his eyes. “Crawl to me.”

A breath shudders out of me and Natalie visibly trembles. Neither of us argue. Instead, as if Cole is pulling some kind of magical puppet strings, the two of us crawl across the blankets and kneel at his feet.

Cole, too, falls to his knees and pulls us in for a three-way kiss. His hand wraps around my cock, and the wet sound of his fingers entering Natalie’s pussy has my eyes flying open. He plays with us until we’re both messy, precum and slick dripping down our thighs and onto the blankets.

My heart hammers in my chest, anticipation building for what Cole has planned next. His hand pauses and a desperate whine crawls up my throat.

“Jasper, bend over, please. Show us that tight ass.” The thought of protesting doesn’t even make it into my head before my elbows are on the ground and my ass is in the air.

I can’t see them, but I hear shuffling and whispering right behind me. My teeth sink into my lower lip to contain the whimpers that want to escape, but a groan is ripped from my throat when a hot tongue licks against my hole.

“Fuuuuuck,” I stutter out, my breath sawing in and out of my lungs as a second tongue joins the first.

Cole and Natalie lick me, rim me, fuck me with their tongues until a steady stream of precum drips from my cock. Their hands are all over me, fondling my balls, stroking up my back, but never touching my cock.

The sounds of them enjoying themselves, their moans and groans as they feast on me, sets my body on fire.

As if sensing I’m close, they pull back at the same time and I collapse onto my back, my pulse running rampant through my body. “Fuck. Double torture.”

“Too much?” Natalie asks, concern lacing her words.

“No,” I say with a pout. “I, too, perhaps enjoy some edging.”

Cole kneels next to me and runs a hand through my hair. “You did so good for us.” I lean into his touch, but I’m too worked up for gentle praise right now.

Shifting my gaze to Natalie, I ask, “You ready for both of us?”

“You bet your ass I am,” Natalie drawls.

I get up instantly and they help me rearrange the blankets until they’re the perfect distance from the fire. I lie down in the middle and fist my cock. “Sit your sweet cunt on my fat cock, Natalie.”

“It’ll be my pleasure.”

Just as before, I let her work her way down, encouraging her while circling her clit with my thumb. Behind her, I watch Cole undress, my mouth watering with each inch of inked skin revealed. He gets rid of his tight T-shirt, then his cock springs free as he pulls his pants and underwear off in one move.

Like he knows where my mind is, he arches a single brow at me and moves his hand up and down his cock, reminding me of how good he feels when he fucks me with long, hard strokes.

Cole positions himself next to Natalie and turns her face to him. “Open,” he says, the word straddling the line between demand and request.

At the slightest parting of lips, Cole pushes his cock forward, pushing and pushing, until her lips are pressed against the wide base, her throat full of his cock. She relaxes into it and unconsciously sinks down the last couple of inches on my cock until it’s fully sheathed.

Cole pulls back out and grins at her. “So easily distracted with a mouth full of cock.” He grips her chin between his thumb and forefinger and tilts her face so she’s looking at me. “Look how happy you’re making Jasper. See the way his pulse is pounding in his throat? You did that.” He brings her gaze back to him and places a hard kiss on her lips. “I’ll give you one minute for your first orgasm, then I’m going to squeeze into this tight ass so you can feel both your mates inside you. You got that?”

Natalie’s eyes are wide, but she nods, seemingly unable to form a snarky sentence.

“Words, Natalie.”

“Yes. Got it,” she replies breathlessly.

Knowing he means it, I refocus on her clit and say, “Ride me.”

It only takes about thirty seconds for Natalie’s walls to clamp down on my cock, her cunt trying its best to rip an orgasm from me. Somehow, I keep a grip on myself, delaying my orgasm for a little while longer as her fingers claw at me, seeking purchase while she rides a wave of bliss.

Eyes heavy lidded as she regains herself, Natalie folds forward and drapes herself across my chest. I wrap my arms around her, trailing soft patterns up and down her back as Cole kneels between my thighs.

Cole’s fingers skim against my knot and my brows furrow as I try to figure out what he’s doing. He gives me a knowing grin before retreating. He repeats the move a couple of times and I realize he’s coating his fingers and cock with Natalie’s slick.

Natalie moans and clenches around me again, and I tilt her face to kiss her. Our tongues tangle in a lazy kiss, a sensual embrace of chaotic lust.

Cole croons, “Oh, yes. This is such a nice ass, Natalie. You’ve already taken one finger. Let’s stretch you to take another.”

She pushes back against Cole’s hand, moans into my mouth, and I can’t help but take the kiss deeper. Soon, what started as gentle, turns ferocious as our tongues battle with unbridled passion.

Natalie gasps and pulls back from the kiss, her eyes rolling back in her head as Cole positions his cock at her back hole and pushes in, the veins around his cock rubbing against me through the thin barrier separating us.

“That’s it, Natalie. The head’s in. You’re taking both of us so well. You feel so good,” Cole praises.

“I can feel you,” I rasp out, and move my hands to her ass, holding her still so everyone has a moment to adjust.

“More,” Natalie demands, her jaw set and eyes blazing with fierce determination.

Cole pushes in a little more and I huff out a breath. The feel of him rubbing against me is divine. I want to do this every day.

Slowly, we pant our way through Cole’s methodical invasion until he leans over Natalie, his whole body flush with hers. He traces the base of my horn with his fingers and I smile up at him, feeling more complete like this than I ever have in my life before.

“This is a sweet moment, but one of you needs to move. I need— I need—”

Cole sucks her earlobe into his mouth and says, “I know exactly what you need.”

He pulls out carefully until only the tip remains inside, then thrusts back hard, rocking Natalie deeper on my cock. The bells on my horns jingle with the movement. It almost makes me want to laugh, but the feeling is too incredible to do anything but moan with pleasure.

When he pulls back again, his voice rumbles with possessiveness. “I want you two to lie nice and still while I fuck you. I want to make my mates come, knowing it was me who did this to you.”

Then, Cole starts thrusting in earnest. He becomes a master of our bodies, fucking us with complete abandon as he drives us higher and higher with each powerful snap of his hips.

Natalie pushes herself up slightly, bracing her palms next to my head. She throws her head back and closes her eyes as she chases her next orgasm. Her tits bounce in my face and I stick my long tongue out to wrap around a nipple, pulling on it. Her eyes fly open at the sensation and she screams our names as pleasure seizes her body. Goose bumps run up and down her arms and she arches against me, her cunt pulsating around my cock like it knows it belongs to her.

Not yet , I tell myself, clenching my jaw tightly, not wanting this to be over too soon.

Cole must see it as a personal challenge, because he doesn’t slow down, just keeps going until Natalie comes again, her slick soaking both of us.

When she settles back into her body, Cole asks me, “You still want to knot her, Jasper?” His breathing is jagged, like he himself is riding the edge. Judging by the strained tendons in his neck and the sweat dotting his skin, I know he’s just as close as I am.

“Yes.” The word is hardly more than a staccato of breath from my throat.

Natalie echoes my sentiment with a breathy, “Knot me. Please.”

“Good. Jasper, you’re going to hold off until I’m done. I’m going to pump Natalie’s ass full of sugar plum cum before you get to knot her. I want to watch my seed drip down her crack, mingling with your releases. You two got that?”

“Yes.” Cole must’ve fucked the ability to form full sentences out of us.

Cole wraps his hand around Natalie’s hair, making her arch back as he picks up the pace, a wild glimmer in his eyes telling me that we’re really in for it.

He snaps his hips forward at a rapid pace. Natalie’s cries ring through the room. My own harsh breathing echoes in my ears as I watch my two mates fall apart in front of me.

With a growl of, “Mine,” Cole comes, emptying himself into Natalie’s sweet ass. His release triggers hers, a soundless cry falling from Natalie’s smudged cherry-red lips as her orgasm steals her breath, her eyes falling shut as tremors run through her body.

Cole pulls out slowly and Natalie’s eyes flutter open. He gives me a single nod and sits back on his heels to watch his cum dripping from her hole, before he collapses back on his elbows, his dazed eyes intent on where we’re joined.

Not being able to hold back any longer, I grip Natalie’s waist and flip her onto her back. I throw her legs over my shoulders, and then I’m driving into her with rough, inelegant strokes.

The desire to knot someone for the first time in my life overrides my normal senses.

I thumb her clit as sensation builds low in my spine, quickly spreading through my whole body, making my knot swell, signaling my release. I fuck harder into her wet cunt, popping my knot past the ring of muscle that’s meant to lock me in.

Natalie’s eyes widen, her mouth gapes open, but there’s surprise and delight in her eyes as twin orgasms wrack through our bodies, and her cunt seals my knot inside.

The feeling is nothing like I’ve ever known before. It’s not just hitting a peak, it’s transcendent.

It’s like climbing up the highest mountain and free-falling down the other side, knowing there’s a safety net to catch you.

It’s the first ray of sun after months of darkness.

It’s Cole’s kiss after not seeing him for months.

It’s finding your fated mates after thinking you might end up alone.

I roll onto my back, draping Natalie over my chest, filling her sweet pussy with more cum than I have ever produced.

I lay my arm out, not having the energy or the mind to form any sentences, and Cole curls into my side. He takes Natalie’s limp hand and lays their joint hands on my heart.

“Have I died and gone to heaven?” Natalie croaks out with a wobbly grin.

“Nope,” I rasp. “This is what it feels like to be fucked and knotted by your mates.”

“If this is what I can expect for any future encounters, where do I have to sign to make things official?”

A choppy laugh comes from Cole. “I think you’re cock drunk. After some sleep, we can talk again.”

Natalie mumbles, “I think I’ve had more orgasms since I’ve met you than I’ve had this year. And that’s a lot.”

“Are you challenging us to give you more? Want to be absolutely sure of that estimation?” Cole teases.

Natalie narrows her eyes at him. “I can’t tell if you’re joking or not. I don’t even care right now. I’m so full and so happy. I can stay like this forever.”

I trail my fingers along her back, trying not to think about orgasms or any sexual thoughts. If I remain aroused, my knot will remain inflated, especially when it’s getting hugged so tightly by her super wet, hot cunt.

“Give it about thirty minutes, then my knot will come down,” I say and picture cold snowflakes landing on my skin, anything to get my focus off sexual ideas.

Cole’s voice is very suggestive when he says, “And then cleanup will start.”

Natalie shakes her head. “I’m a limp fish. I don’t think I have the leg power to even walk to the bathroom to clean up.”

Smile turning devilish, Cole explains, “Don’t worry, we have tongues. We’ll put them to good work. You just lie back and let us take care of you.”

“Merry Christmas to me.”