Page 42 of The Krampus's First Christmas Gift

Jasper bit his lower lip. Kraghol thrust forward. He began a slow rhythm, in and out of Jasper’s body. Kraghol relished the feel of sliding in and out, in and out. He growled low in his throat.

Jasper cried out with every thrust.

He angled his hips, ensuring he nailed that magic nub inside Jasper. Jasper keened. One of Jasper’s hands clutched Kraghol’s horn, and the other gripped his hip. His body undulated as Kraghol fucked him.

Kraghol leaned forward and kissed those soft, plump lips. Jasper slid his tongue into Kraghol’s mouth. Their tongues danced as their bodies moved together.

The kiss broke, and Kraghol stared down at Jasper. He had never known such glorious pleasure as this. He was fucking his half-mate. He wished he could claim Jasper as his full mate. He wished they could have years and years ahead of them. But that was not to be.

So instead he would just have to savour these blissful moments. He wanted to remember how Jasper looked right this moment, lying amongst the furs, his face, throat, and chest flushed with desire, his lips wet from kisses, and Kraghol’s cock driving into his body.

He stroked a furred hand down Jasper’s chest. Jasper shivered. His hard cock lay on his stomach. Pre-cum dribbled from the tip. Kraghol wrapped his hand around Jasper’s cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts.

“Yes!” Jasper cried out. “Fuck! Yes!” He hooked a foot around Kraghol’s thigh.

Jasper’s channel squeezed tight around Kraghol’s cock. Kraghol groaned.

Jasper released Kraghol’s hip and grabbed hold of the other horn. Now he gripped both Kraghol’s horns whilst Kraghol fucked him.

“More! Faster! Harder! Please, Kraghol!”

Kraghol complied. He shoved harder into Jasper. His balls tingled, his orgasm fast approaching.

Jasper whimpered. “I’m close. Kraghol. I’m close.” He squeezed his eyes shut.

Then he shouted. He threw his head back, body arching as cum spilled from his cock, splattering against his stomach, chest, and throat.

Kraghol leaned forward. His tongue extended. He lapped at Jasper’s spend as he fucked Jasper’s tight, convulsing hole.

“Come inside me!” Jasper cried out. “I want to feel you spill your seed deep inside my body.”

His words drove Kraghol over the edge. Red-hot pleasure burned through him. With a howl, he thrust deep inside Jasper, holding still as he spent.

He breathed heavily, slowly coming down from the peak of his pleasure.

As Jasper murmured contentedly, one of his hands roamed Kraghol’s back. The other stroked Kraghol’s tail.

Which was a little odd. No one had ever stroked his tail before. But Kraghol didn’t mind. Actually, he kind of liked it.

He nuzzled Jasper’s throat. He inhaled and could smell the scent of their arousal and spend.

Kraghol closed his eyes, trying to remember exactly how he felt in this moment. He tried to remember what it was like to be caressed with so much affection. After all, soon he’d have nothing but the memories of Jasper’s touch.

Chapter

Twenty-Three

Sitting on his bed, Jasper folded the red paper into a star. He attached some thread to it so it could be hung. Then he placed it into a box with the other stars he had made from different-coloured paper.

He’d take them to the forest tomorrow and hang them around Kraghol’s cave. Jasper had no doubt that the krampus would stare at them in wide-eyed amazement.

After their picnic that day, Jasper had put up the garland he’d made in the cave. Kraghol had smiled as he just stood there and looked at it for several long moments.

And because Kraghol had enjoyed the picnic so much, Jasper had decided to do it again tomorrow. And every day. After all, he wanted to show Kraghol how good they could be together.

A knock sounded on his bedroom door. Kali lifted her head from the bed.

“Come in,” Jasper called out.