Twelve Days of Xmas

Chapter 10 – Heather

This idea for this story was brought to you by the readers/writers on FB and my besties at JUF. I hope everyone enjoys and attacks their other halves. They'll enjoy the extra Christmas presents.

Reminder: Stephenie Meyers own the characters. I just use them for my sexual pleasure. LOL

~12XXX~

Heather confidently walked out of the living room. She could hear Edward and Jasper falling in step behind her. She had been waiting patiently all evening for her name to be drawn from the bowl.

It had been exciting watching everyone else leaving with their fantasy people. The numbers had dwindled but the man she had wanted was still left behind each time. All night she prayed that these two men would be with her. Now that she had them, she planned on enjoying every second of it.

She knew she had been disobeying the one golden rule that had been mentioned on the invitations. She was sure that this was why she had not one, but two men following her now. She wasn't the type who followed the rules anyway. These two men were a good reward for being bad.

She stepped up to room number ten. She noticed that each door in the hallway had been of a different design, and hers was no exception.

The door was split lengthways into two pieces. The intricate pattern on the door was magnificent. She ran her hand along the inlay, looking for a doorknob. When finding none, she laid both hands on one side of the door and pushed.

The smell of the cool salt air waved around her as she slipped into the room. She was amazed by the openness of the windows surrounding the three walls. She knew it wasn't possible since the room was near the middle of the house.

One wall held a four poster bed with soft, rich, colored fabrics flowing down around it. The reds, oranges and yellows set the room ablaze. The couches wrapped around the other two walls with throw pillows tossed over them. The deep reds and greens gave a relaxing and comfortable feel.

Heather moved towards one of the windows to examine the view. As she walked, a hand wrapped around her wrist, swinging her body around and away from the window.

Jasper's eyes were hard and hungry. He pulled her towards the bar. Reaching for a glass from the cupboard under the bar, he poured a shot of a brown liquor and offered it to Heather. She took the glass and brought it to her lips.

The smell was strong and the taste bitter, but the warmth that traveled down her body was ravishing. She silently hoped that the rest of her evening would feel this wonderful.

Jasper took the glass from Heather and placed it on the counter. He turned, leaned in and licked up her chin and across her lips. "Can't let any of it go to waste."

Heather's tongue darted out making contact with Jasper's. He captured it between his teeth and closed his lips around it. He sucked it into his mouth. He wrapped his arms around her body and hummed as he pushed his lips into contact with hers.

Heather's knees buckled, only being held up by Jasper's strong arms. He removed one arm and wrapped them behind her knees. He swung her up into his arms and whispered, "I can't wait to do that to your pussy."

Heather couldn't breathe. Her heart was pounding within her chest as Jasper carried her across the room towards the four poster bed. White vanilla scented candles were decorating the headboard; adding a romantic vibe to the room. Sitting her on the edge, Jasper made sure her dress flared out around her.

Jasper knelt down in front of her, running his hands up her legs. Heather's thoughts became foggy and incoherent. He slid his hands under her knees and lifted them up over his shoulders.

Heather felt Edward's body lean onto the bed. His hands ran the length of her arms, gripping her wrists and pulling them up over her head.

Jasper pushed up on her dress, exposing her deviance to Tracey's rules. He looked up at Edward and nodded. Before Heather could even register what was happening, her body was laid flat on the across the bed. Her hands were pulled out from her. She looked over to find Edward tying one of her hands to the corner post with a scarf. She liked that her destiny was being controlled by someone else; her pleasure being decided by someone else's actions.

"So, you decided to be a bad girl." Jasper captured her attention.

Heather looked down and watched through the fog as Jasper ran his finger under her g-string. "I don't like rules." She smiled wickedly.

Edward's hands came up, surrounding her head. She felt his hard cock hit her face. She breathed in the musky smell, reaching out with her tongue to lick the under side. She heard him gasped as her tongue danced along the length of his dick.

Edward forced his cock into her mouth, "Don't take your eyes off me while you make me cum. There will be consequences for your disobedience if you do."

Heather whimpered with pleasure as she swallowed Edward's cock. She wasn't sure with it's size if she'd be able to accommodate it, but she was willing to try. It hit the back of her throat over and over again. She could taste the pre-cum in the back of her mouth.

Suddenly, Heather jumped and moaned as she felt Jasper rip the g-string from her body, leaving a sting on her skin. His lips were immediately attached to her clit, working it ferociously. His nails dug into her skin as he gripped her hips, controlling her movements. He was stronger than her, he was in charge.

She bucked, and for it she received a smack. The heat rose through her body as Edward continued to fuck her face. Her attention was torn between both men as she pulled on the restraints around her wrists.

She felt Jasper's teeth clamp down on her clit as his fingers pushed forcefully into her wet pussy. His fingers pushed in as deep as they could. He curled them up against the walls and pulled them out. His mouth sucked hard on her clit causing her insides to scream.

Edward tightened his grip on her head and pulled out from her. She whined in protest. He leaned over and his dark eyes appeared just above hers. "Don't worry, you'll learn to be a good girl. I'll fuck you till you do."

The growl that worked its way out of Heather's throat was raw and animalistic. Her body flushed with desire, screaming for everything that these men wanted. She wanted it all.

Edward released the scarves from the posts and pulled her off the bed. Jasper's teeth scraped against her clit as he released his hold. His fingers drew out of her pussy and down her leg, scratching her till they reached her ankle. He wrapped both hands around her ankles.

Edward used the scarves while Jasper used her ankles to carry her over to one of the couches. Standing her on her feet, Edward pulled her arms tight behind her back. He wrapped the scarf around her neck, pulling her close to his face. His eyes were blazing bright with thirst and desire.

Heather was pushed over the edge of the couch as Jasper sat in front of her face, producing his cock for her attention. He stroked it a few times, showing her how hard he was. Once he was done, she greedily wrapped her mouth around it, running her tongue down the underside.

Her body jerked as Edward smacked her ass cheek. "Don't take your eyes off him, bad girl."

Heather hummed, letting Edward know she would obey. Jasper's hand wrapped tight in her hair, pulling her further down his cock. His eyes never once leaving hers.

She felt Edward step between her legs, lining his cock up and slamming hard into her. She felt her body fly forward from the force and pushed back. Edward's nails dug into her sensitive skin as he continued his assault on her body. He was rough and she loved it. She wanted more, but didn't think they would appreciate how needy she was.

"Fuck, badness, you are so tight. I'm gonna wreck this pussy of yours." Edward hissed as he crashed his cock over and over into her.

"Her mouth feels fucking good, too. Suck it, you dirty girl." Jasper's voice was like music to her ears.

She obeyed and sucked hard on his cock, feeling the veins bulging against her lips as he controlled her movements. She watched his face twist and contort in waves of pleasure. As he pulled her head back, she ran her teeth over his cock, savoring the feel and taste.

Edward smacked her ass again, sending another wave of ecstasy through her insides. He enclosed his hand around her wrists, still tied behind her back, and used them as leverage to hammer his cock deeper into her pussy. He smacked her again, her skin turning red. It felt so good against her skin.

Heather could feel the walls of her pussy tighten around him. The muffled sound vibrated around Jasper's cock. She watched as his mouth dropped and a heated cry escaped his lips.

She felt her body respond as the sexual fire began to consume her. The heat spread through her body as she was pulled and pushed, filling her from the inside out.

She could feel Jasper's cock as it twitched inside her mouth. She pulled her mouth tight, sucking him further in. When it seemed she couldn't take anymore, Jasper's hand caused his balls to slam against her chin. His body shook with the release as he shot his cum down her throat.

Edward continued to invade her pussy, the walls stretching to accommodate him. His hands tightened their hold, as his breathing hitched and his cock lurched deep inside her. Sweat was covering his forehead, he was giving her everything he had.

The tension that had been building within her, snapped as she screamed her release, "Fuck, I'm cumming. Harder."

Edward was willing to please her as he slammed over and over, pushing her further into Jasper's still hard cock. His snarl was as primal as hers as he filled her pussy.

Heather's body sank onto Jasper's as Edward collapsed. Breathing heavily, she smiled knowing that her punishment had been thorough. She liked it and wanted to do it again.

As if reading her thoughts, Edward whispered against her back. "I think you need more lessons about how to obey Mistress' rules."

~12XXX~

Tracey smiled wickedly as she looked at her remaining guests. She reached in the bowl and pulled out one of the two remaining papers. Unfolding it she looked up, "Kate."

Kate stood and walked the short distance to the table. She reached in the bowl, looking at the help still in the room. She smiled as she gave Tracey her choice of the papers remaining in the bowl.

Tracey looked at the paper. "Edward."

The man of Kate's sexual dreams stepped forward, flashing her a crooked smile. Presenting his hand, she slid hers into his and followed him out of the room.

"Room number four." Kate heard Tracey call.

Up next, Kate

Merry Xmas, everyone