My freedom was just within reach when he grabbed a handful of my hair.
Louis dragged me onto the balcony, opened the sliding door and forced me outside. The icy wind stung my skin and the chill bit through my sweater and skirt. I stumbled over to the icy railing, clinging desperately to it as he advanced on me.
Fear gripped my throat at the wild look in his eyes. “What the fuck are you doing? Stop!”
“I just wanted us to talk. But you just have to be a selfish bitch about everything, don’t you?” Louis pried my hands from the railing. “If you miss your dead Nan so much, why not pay her a visit?”
I didn’t have time to register his words. His hands found my back and the next thing I knew, I was plummeting head first towards the unforgiving pavement. The rushing wind swallowed my scream up. I shut my eyes, bracing for the impact that never came. Instead, I felt myself being lifted against a broad chest covered in a red coat. The scent of evergreen nearly had me jumping for joy. Krampus hooked an arm under my legs and lifted me further against him. A whirlwind of snow surrounded us and I found myself back in my living room. Krampus carried me to the couch without a word.
Louis ran back into the room and his eyes went wide at the sight of my demon. “Wh-what the fuck is that thing?” he stammered.
Krampus’s voice was of haunted dreams and the promise of malice. “Louis Meyer Bolton, the charges against you are as follows: racketeering, forced entry, attempted murder,” he set me down and pressed a glass into my hand. The lights flickered around him, giving me flashes of Louis’s horrified face as he pressed himself against the wall like a trapped animal. The lights continued to flicker erratically, casting eerie shadows that danced across the room.
Louis pressed himself harder against the wall, his eyes widening with fear as Krampus turned to face him. “And finally, touching what’s mine.”
I’d say my ears didn’t perk up at the last of his words, but it would be a damn lie. I took a sip of the drink in my hand. Did this man just come to my rescue with a caramel snickerdoodle martini? I love him. We’re getting married. I’m having his monster babies.
“For these transgressions, you have been placed on my naughty list.” The surrounding air seemed to thicken with a palpable sense of dread. Louis tried to stammer out a response, but his voice caught in his throat.
Krampus approached Louis with slow deliberate steps and his long, clawed fingers reached out to grab him. Louis thrashed against some unseen force that bound him, but it was no use. In an instant, Krampus had seized him by the throat, unhooked the sack from his back and stuffed him inside.
As Krampus secured the sack, a chilling wind burst through the chimney, extinguishing the fire in an instant. The hearth emitted an ominous cold, biting at the warmth that lingered in the room. Branches twisted out from the chimney, accompanied by the sounds of sinister laughter. Krampus dragged the struggling sack to the hearth and dropped it amongst the branches. They coiled around it with a gleeful cackle and slithered back up the chimney. The portal closed with a final, ominous snap, and the room returned to an uneasy stillness.
I sipped my drink. “Hot.”
My hero snorted, running a hand down his face. “You almost died. You know that, right?”
“I don’t think you understand how satisfying it is to see your cheating ex get sacrificed to a cackling chimney portal.” I raised my glass in salute. “Thank you, by the way. I don’t know if magic Christmas creatures have a rating system but if you do, I’m giving you 5 stars.”
His eyes narrowed and he stalked toward me. My heart raced. He loomed over me, his gaze boring into mine. I tried to keep a straight face, but my cheeks were starting to feel warm.
Krampus lowered himself onto the couch, bringing himself dangerously close. His voice was soft and dangerous, “What would you give me as a reward?”
I didn’t back down. Instead, I closed the space between us. My lips ghosted his, my hand coming up to caress his cheek. “What would you like, Krampus?”
His clawed fingers tangled themselves in my hair. He leaned forward and nipped my bottom lip. “Everything,” he growled.
A thrill went through me. He was asking for me, not just the contract. “Then take me.”
He captured my lips with a hunger that mirrored my own. I straddled his hips and tangled my hands in his mane. His tongue teased my lips, and I parted them to give him access. Krampus gripped my ass, pushing my skirt up and grinding his hardened length against me. I moaned into his mouth and his hips bucked in response. He carried me into my bedroom and threw me onto my modest twin mattress. He grabbed me by the hips and held my ass in the air with a single hand. With a lustful growl, he used his other hand to peel my panties up and away from my legs. He looked down at me with a devious smile, then ran that tongue along my thighs. I moaned as the tip got closer to my pussy. He teased me for a minute, licking my hips and cheeks, always coming within an inch of my pussy but never servicing it.
I finally gave in and said “Please, lick me!”
He chuckled deeply, somehow speaking with his tongue out, just like last time “Make me, Daphne.”
I cocked my head up at him. For once, there was an invitation in his eyes. I slowly hooked my heels behind his horns. Then I tried to pull him. He may as well have been a support beam, because I didn’t budge him at all. As I struggled to drag the monster towards my cunt, he finally ran his tongue along my clit. He roughly dragged each of his piercings against me. My legs spasmed uncontrollably as he ran the piercings up and down against my needy clit. I screamed in pleasure, my hips rocking each time a smooth ball of metal ran over my bud. Without realizing it, I had stopped trying to pull the monster down.
“You tried well enough, so I will reward you.” Krampus said as he withdrew his tongue. He began to swing it around in circular motions right at my entrance.
When I realized what he was doing, it was already too late: he had bunched his tongue up into a corkscrew. I shook my head and said “No no no no, don’t-” but there was no stopping him. He shot his screw-shaped tongue inside me and twisted it around. I came in seconds. I clawed the sheets as he licked me like a soft-bodied drill. Tears formed in my eyes as his piercings pummeled my g-spot. I steadied myself with one hand and reached up with the other. I gripped one of his horns and tried to tug him even closer. This time he let me. His tongue touched parts of me Louis could only dream of. I came again. Krampus steadily slowed down his licking. He pulled his tongue out of me, deliberately running each of his piercings over my clit a final time. He grinned down at me, still holding my hips in the air with a single hand - then he dropped my legs and ass. My vision swam as I occasionally spasmed on the bed for a few minutes.
He put his massive cock in front of my face. It throbbed with intense need.
I realized I hadn’t gotten a good look at it the last time. All I could blurt out before he pushed the tip into my mouth was “Why does it look like a candy cane?!” I coughed as Krampus tried to force even half his rod down my throat. I desperately slapped his hips to make him pull back. He groaned and relented a bit. I caught my breath and savored the minty taste of his dick. I swirled my tongue over the red-and-white head and moaned when I tasted his sweet pre-cum and stroked his base with both hands.
“Now take it deep, dear one.” he said as he slowly fed me his cock.
I was still coughing as I took him down, but I did my damndest to keep his girth cozy in my throat. Groaning, he balled up my hair in one of his massive fists, then he pulled his hips back further for longer thrusts. I gagged and coughed the whole time, but eventually I felt his dick get even thicker in my mouth.