23. Jasper

Chapter twenty-three

Jasper

The sight that greets us when our sleigh enters Pehmolelu is one that my wildest imagination can’t dream up.

“Holy fuck,” Natalie whispers, reflecting my exact thoughts.

Fluffy garlands of pine with strings of golden light zigzag across the main street, ribbons of red drawing one’s eye to the extravagant wreaths at their centers. Each shop front is decorated in the same style, awnings of red laced with green garlands, golden lights and candy-cane ribbons adorning windows and doors.

We’re wide-eyed and awestruck as Merry and Jolly pull us directly toward the gigantic Christmas tree at the top of the street decorated in much the same style. The star on top winks at us, beckoning us closer to the small crowd of elves waiting in welcome.

Before we’re even out of the sleigh, a choir starts up with an a cappella medley of Christmas carols, and I automatically reach for Cole and Natalie’s hands on either side of me.

Everything is beautiful, but it’s also really intense after the calm and peaceful quiet of Puutyot.

“Welcome to Pehmolelu, dear friends,” a tiny female Christmas elf greets us cheerfully, and perhaps a bit shrilly, once the choir has finished.

At just over three feet tall, the friendly elf possesses an effervescent energy that makes her feel like a giant. Maybe a couple of giants. Her traditional knee-length elvish dress is bright red and green. Elaborate golden stitching stands out starkly on her sleeves, and a fluffy white collar covers her neck. Her pointed hat is bigger than her head, and the jingle bell on its tip is so large it puts the six on my horns to shame.

“Thank you for having us,” Cole says politely. He gestures to the elves standing around the Christmas tree and to the choir. “This is such a warm reception. I’m Cole, this is Jasper, and that’s Natalie.”

The Christmas elf claps her hands and does a couple of tiny jumps before looking back at the other elves expectantly. They echo her clapping and add in whistles and cheers.

When they quiet down she rambles off her plans for us. “We’re so excited to have you here. We’ve taken the liberty of organizing a schedule for you. First, we’ll take you to put some warm food in your bellies, then you can go around and visit some of the shops. You know, do a little shopping, taste the local food. We make the best cookies in the North Pole and you just have to try them.” In a conspiratorial whisper she adds, “Maybe you can boast about them to the other villages. If you like them, of course.” Changing back to her default bright voice, she says, “Tomorrow is all about our workshop and you can each make your own teddies. It’ll give you a great opportunity to see what we do and how it can help the children. Everyone needs a teddy.”

I glance at Cole and scream at him with my eyes that this was not part of the plan. He smiles at me, then crouches down to talk to her. “That sounds wonderful. I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your name.”

“Oh, silly me.” She giggles. “I’m Twinkle Tinselbottom. But you can just call me Twinkle.”

I clear my throat and suppress my smile. Natalie and I do our best not to make eye contact.

Cole continues kindly, “It’s nice to meet you, Twinkle. Is there somewhere we can maybe refresh before the tour starts?”

Thank fuck he asked that. The plug Natalie chose for me is a vibrating one. She and Cole took turns switching it on at random times throughout the journey, edging me all day. I really want to get them in a private room soon so we can take care of my very pressing needs. We weren’t exactly planning on having such a jam-packed schedule as soon as we arrived.

“Of course. There’s a bathroom in the restaurant we’re going to. My mom is the best cook and has been working on her soup all day. She opened her shop in…” I tune the rest of the backstory out and tilt my head at my mates, needing them to do something before Twinkle moves us into the town permanently.

Natalie smirks at me and shakes her head, her eyes implying this is a consequence of my dare last night.

Cole listens patiently to Twinkle’s story, clearly less affected by her high voice than I am. I’m not sure if he’s indulging her in order to prolong my edging or if he’s genuinely interested, but his tone is friendly when he says, “Wow, what a lovely story. I’m starving and look forward to the hearty meal your mother has prepared.” That makes me frown at him because he knows exactly how needy I’m feeling, and now I’m sure he’s just playing with me.

“So, Twinkle. Tell us more about the town. Are you the mayor?” Natalie asks. My mouth turns down at her also joining in on my torture, vowing to myself that I’m going to make her—both of them—pay for it when we’re alone… eventually.

Twinkle giggles, folding in half like it’s the funniest thing she’s ever heard. “Mayor? I wish. But that is the best compliment I’ve ever received. I’m definitely writing it in my manifestation diary. I’m in charge of the welcoming committee.”

My eyebrows shoot up, suddenly interested in that tidbit of information. “Oh, do you receive many guests?”

“Only Santa. He’s really nice. But I started the committee when he told us you will be visiting. We even got you a bed big enough to fit all three of you together,” Twinkle explains with such a broad smile I can see her molars.

Natalie chokes on a laugh. “That’s very kind of you.”

“My cousin Candy heard her aunt tell her mom that you had to sleep on the floor in Puutyot. That is not okay. Our village will do better.”

“It’s not a competition, Twinkle. But we thank you for the forethought,” Cole says calmly.

Twinkle narrows her eyes at him. “But if it was, we’d be winning. Right?”

Unable to hold back any longer, a laugh bursts out of me. “You’re for sure winning with festivities and the best welcome ceremony we have received.”

Twinkle looks over her shoulder as if to check if the other elves heard that proclamation. When she turns back to us, her cheeks are pink and her eyes filled with tears. “Thank you,” she squeaks out and dabs at her cheeks. “Let’s walk this way. Blinky and Glitzy will take care of your reindeer. They’re my other cousins, so you can trust them. Santa does.”

The meal ends up being just as delicious as she promised it would be. Twinkle is incredibly endearing once the jitters have worn off. She tells us many stories about the village, the type of toys they produce, and about all her career aspirations. After dinner, she leads us around the town square and we pop into a few shops, sampling all kinds of cookies until we’re uncomfortably full.

Everyone is delightful and has a story ready for us, but this day is dragging on longer than even my sunny disposition can handle.

Sensing I’m nearing my limit, Cole excuses us for the rest of the night. “Thank you for everything. It’s been a wonderful day, but I think it’s best if we head to bed soon.”

“Silly me,” Twinkle says and taps her forehead. “You must be tired. Let me show you to your cottage.”

Cole holds up both hands. “That’s okay. Just point us in the right direction. I’m sure we can find it.”

Twinkle rattles off the directions to our cottage. I don’t even take in the festive decorations outside, just kick my shoes off at the door and fall face first onto the tartan-covered bed, my bells jingling with the force of my surrender.

“You tired?” Natalie purrs, lifting my sweater and running her hand up my back.

“Needy,” I mumble against the blankets. “I’ve been hard all day. I need to cum or I might quite literally explode.” I stick my lower lip out in a pout, turning my head so she can see and take pity on me.

“Does my puppy need some attention?”

“All the attention. Please,” I say, not even minding her use of “puppy.” I flip onto my back, starfishing the bed.

“Cole, it’s time.”

I whip my head around to find Cole and quirk my head at his expression. He’s leaning against the doorjamb, a hint of nerves pulling at his mouth, but there’s affection and excitement sparkling in his eyes.

Natalie pulls me into a sitting position and takes my hand. “We have a surprise for you. Cole, can you show him?”

Cole nods once and pads over to us. For the first time, I notice his walk is different than it usually is. Concern pulls my brows low and I’m about to ask him about it, but Natalie places her fingers on my forehead and smooths out my frown.

“Shhh, let him show you. Questions later.”

Natalie stands behind Cole and undoes his belt with deft fingers. She lowers his pants, and like the good puppy I am, my mouth waters when Cole’s cock springs free. I reach for it, but Natalie grabs my hand, redirecting it to Cole’s ass. I lock eyes with him, a question in mine and assurance in his.

Reaching around, my fingers make contact with an object that has all the blood draining from my face, only to be funneled into my cock.

“Oh, you like that. Do you want to see?” Natalie asks. I can only nod in response, keeping my eyes locked with Cole’s. Thankfully, she takes charge. I find myself overwhelmed by this moment, and by the look on Cole’s face, I’d guess he’s feeling quite the same.

She turns Cole and pulls his head to her shoulder so he’s slightly bent over. I lower my face to his ass and pull his cheeks apart. There, nestled between two perfect buns is a plug the color of Natalie’s eyes. I flick my gaze up at her and she smirks back at me, like she knows all the thoughts going rampant in my brain.

“Cole’s been wearing this all day, same as us. I’ve been helping him for a while now to work up to bigger sizes,” Natalie explains. I can only blink as I process her masterminding.

“Jas,” Cole says, his voice raspy as he looks at me over his shoulder. “I want you to fuck me.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” I say, even as every instinct within me is begging me to bury my dick in his ass.

Cole turns around and cups my face. “As my fated mate, I’m made to take you, just as Natalie is. Besides, you’ll go slow our first time.”

“First time?” I swallow. Hard. “You think there will be more?”

Cole’s smile is cocky. “If the filthy plans Natalie and I have for us have anything to do with it, then definitely. We have our whole lives ahead of us. Of course there will be more.”

I turn my head to kiss his wrist, then pull him down on my lap. “We’re going to have to prep you really well.”

“Let me,” Natalie says and the gleam in her eyes tells me all I need to know. “But first, get naked. Now.” Like two obedient puppets, we strip out of our clothes like the garments are on fire, dropping them in a pile on the floor. I sweep away the thousands of tiny pillows on the bed, and plop onto my back.

Cole crawls up over my legs and straddles my hips, my cock kissing his.

Natalie tears her sweater over her head. “You can touch each other, but no one gets to come until I say so. Jas, you can keep Cole nice and busy while I get him ready for you.”

Cole leans down and whispers against my lips, “When did I get so compliant? And why do I like it so much?”

“When it’s your fated mate giving you orders and she’s really good at wringing maximum pleasure from your body.”

“True, that’ll do it,” he says and kisses me, ravenously. Our tongues caress and dance, our hands grab and stroke, our cocks grinding against each other as my mate kisses me like I’m sunshine after a storm.

Cole pulls away with a gasp, a trembling whimper falling from him. “So… good…”

I peer around him to see a naked Natalie kneeling on the bed behind Cole, her puckered nipples begging to be toyed with. Her gaze is riveted on Cole’s ass as she works the plug in and out, Cole rocking into her movements.

“That’s a good boy, Coley,” Natalie praises. “You’re stretching so well for Jasper.”

I want to watch his ass, watch him stretch for me, but right now, my mate needs my words.

“You’re doing great, Cole. I can’t wait to be inside you. I want to feel you wrapped around my cock. I’ll make it so good for you.” I run my hands over his shoulders, up his neck, and bring his face down to me so I can pepper him with kisses and more praise.

Cole pants, whimpers, squirms, pushing himself back onto Natalie’s hand, and my heart squeezes at him being so willingly pliant. Having him give up control is a huge step and I don’t take this shift in dynamics lightly.

“Oh, Cole, you have the most beautiful ass. Jasper and I are going to take such good care of you.” Making eye contact with me, Natalie beckons me to her with a tilt of her head. “He’s ready. Get over here, Jasper.”

I place a final kiss to Cole’s forehead and slip out from underneath him. Natalie moves over to give me some space and says to Cole, “Elbows and knees, Cole. We need to get the best angle.”

Cole’s whole body trembles with her command, his blush visible from this angle as he eagerly lowers himself onto his elbows.

“Where’s the lube?” I ask Natalie, not seeing anywhere on the bed. The grin she gives me is pure devilry.

“I’m the lube.” She smirks and grabs my hand, trailing my fingers through her wet pussy.

“Fuuuuck.” Unable to resist, I push two fingers into her entrance, swirling them around to cover them in her slick. I keep my eyes on her as I coat my cock with her essence, repeating the process until my cock is glistening.

“Do you want to take his plug out?” Natalie asks a little breathlessly.

“You do it.”

Natalie smiles and works the plug out gently, Cole gripping the blankets with the effort to remain still.

“Cole,” I say reverently. “You look so good. Are you ready for me?”

Cole nods and pushes his ass back toward me. Natalie moves to the top of the bed and tilts his face up to look at her. “Words, Cole. Jasper needs your words.”

“Can I…?”

“Anything you want or don’t want, Cole. We stop right now if you’re uncomfortable.”

Cole straightens his arms and looks at Natalie and then at me. “I want us all to be connected for this. If that’s okay?”

“Of course,” Natalie says, instantly understanding him. “Where do you want me?”

“Underneath me, even if you’re still topping both of us. I want to bury my cock in your pussy as Jasper fucks us.”

Natalie gives him the sweetest smile full of so much love that it’s almost like I can feel it burning in my chest.

She scoots down the bed and cradles his hips between her thighs. “Get that candy-cane cock in my cunt, Cole. Fill me up.”

Cole enters her in a single thrust, but when he goes to draw back she digs her black-painted nails into his ass cheeks. “Tsk-tsk, Coley. You don’t get to do that. Jasper’s going to fuck us. You’re going to let him move your body the way he wants. Going to let him fuck you deeper in to me. Got it?”

Cole nods, but at the reprimand in her arched brow, lets out a strained, “Yes.”

I grip his ass and position my cock at his stretched entrance. “Relax for me, Cole. We’re going to start with just the tip.”

Cole breathes out slowly as Natalie trails a hand up and down his back, her other hand cupping the back of his head. I push forward and let out a strained breath as my tip slides in easily.

The feeling of Natalie being here as Cole surrenders his body to me, after so many years, is almost more than I can bear. My heart floods with warmth and goose bumps dot my skin as my emotions war with my need to drive my cock forward.

“Fuck, Cole. You feel so good. You’re doing so well. I’m going to give you a couple more inches, okay?”

Cole nods, but at Natalie’s hands tightening on him, he pants, “Good. Give me more. Please.”

I focus on my pacing, thrusting in slowly as Natalie whispers words of encouragement to us until I’m buried to the hilt. “So good, my loves. You’re both doing so well.”

Heavy breathing fills the room, words of love, promises, and vows as the three of us connect our bodies and souls.

It feels like the final hurdle being crossed as I start thrusting and we claim each other as mates with every piece of our hearts and souls.