I think he deserves a little nap.
The colorful forest still gives me the shivers so I grab the bow and arrow, and slide it close to me. I rest a hand on his hard abs as I gaze down at his peaceful face, thankful that he’s still here.
My handsome Pontuck.
My mate.
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For a day that could have gone horribly wrong, it’s ending pretty damn perfectly.
Pontuck’s wounds are mostly healed and I’m in a warm cave snuggled up to him in front of the fire. I caught a fish with my hands as he slept beside the river for about two hours and we cooked it over the fire. It was delicious.
Pontuck had most of his energy back when he woke up and we continued our hike towards the village, this time walking hand in hand. I kept a close eye on him as we traveled but this guy is tough. He only grimaced once as he climbed over a fallen green log.
My only shirt is in bloody shreds but I don’t mind. I like the way that Pontuck keeps taking heated glances at my bra and it always acts as a good excuse to snuggle up to his muscular body so that he can keep me warm.
He hands me back the canteen as the warm fire crackles in front of us. I take the last sip of wine, feeling nice and giddy.
I moan and rest the back of my head against his muscular chest as he closes his thick arms around me. I’m sitting between his powerful thighs, feeling safer than ever. If I’m a weapon, then this guy is a goddamn nuclear bomb. I feel untouchable in his embrace.
The homemade wine starts to hit and a naughty giggle bubbles out of me.
“Kughar?” he says, stroking his long thick fingers through my hair. I still can’t understand him but the deep booming grunts of his language are doing more to turn me on than his sweet English words.
I bite my bottom lip as I turn around in his embrace, staring up at him with mischievous eyes. “Pontuck,” I say, letting my voice come out in a sexy raspy tone. “Can you understand me?”
He tilts his head as he looks down at me on all fours, my back arched with my ass out in the air. “Opile,” he says, making me giggle.
“Perfect.” I slowly lick my lips as I lock eyes on him. “I want to tell you something.” I place the tip of my index finger on his lips and slowly drag it down his chin. “I want to tell you that I love your dick. I love your sexy shoulders,” I say as my finger travels down over them. “I love your hot arms, your gorgeous back, your beautiful face, your sick abs, but mostly, I love, your big, perfect, thick, hard, cock.”
My finger travels over the ridges of his abs and down to his animal skin loincloth. I poke my finger into the thick leather and slide it over the tip of his erection. A bead of pre-cum leaks out and I moan as I smear it all over the tip of his cock and then raise my finger to my wet lips and suck it off.
“Mmmmmm,” I moan at the salty sweetness of it, never taking my eyes off of him. I want more.
I move closer, stopping my lips a heartbeat away from his. “I want you to fuck me,” I moan onto his lips, making him shudder. “But first, I want to suck your dick.”
He gulps as he stares into my eyes. He may not be able to understand my words but he definitely understands the meaning behind them. His hard cock jutting out against the inside of his loincloth is proof of that.
My hand slides over his ribs until I hit leather, and then I unclasp his loincloth, letting it fall free around him.
It’s only then that I pry my eyes away from his and look down at his big beautiful dick sticking up between us. My mouth waters at the arousing sight.
My hand wraps around his impressive thickness and he groans as he stares at me. It’s that fucking look. It gets me every time. He makes me feel so fucking beautiful. He looks at me like I’m the sexiest thing that he’s ever seen and it drives me wild.
“Fuck, Pontuck,” I whisper as I slide my hand up and down the soft skin of his erection. “You are definitely a welcome surprise.”
He takes my arm in his strong grip and yanks me forward, pulling me hard against him. Our mouths are so close and he leans forward, pressing his tingling lips to mine and nudging my mouth open with his tongue.
The humming sensation is back and I close my eyes, enjoying it as it spreads through my mouth. My pussy clenches as I remember the feeling of his magical saliva on my clit. Fuck that was good.
I keep stroking his dick and it just makes him kiss me even harder, devouring my mouth and kissing me in a way I’d never been kissed before.
My skin is flushed. Blissful heat is swirling through my body threatening to take me over. He slides his hand up the curve of my neck and gently cups my cheek as he kisses me, sending a warm shiver cascading down my back.
“Pontuck,” I whisper as I pull away, licking my tingling lips. “I want to be your mate.”