The bun hog meat was quite tasty rubbed with the herbs Lora had gathered and some greens and berries she picked to go with it. Wick watched her thoughtfully as they ate, trying to figure her out. She actually seemed to want to please him and help him. Although he was just self-absorbed enough to believe that he was a preferable lover to Vargan Rode.
Wick could believe she wouldn’t want to be married to Vargan Rode. But their clans were enemies. He expected more resistance to his taking her, or maybe she was biding her time for the right opportunity to stick his long knife through his heart. He would just make sure she was so tired that she would think about nothing but sleep.
When they finished the last of the cressmint tea, Wick got up from the log they were sitting on, untied the pallet from the saddle, and spread it on the ground a safe distance from the fire which he had banked. Then he held out his hand to her which she took. She stood up in front of him with that shy smile of hers. He led her over to the pallet and started unbuttoning her tunic.
After he got to the third button from the top, she stopped him and surprised him by pulling it off over her head. She let him untie her makeshift bra and free her breasts. He paused just to look at them, full and rounded with rosy beige nipples, taut and erect. He couldn’t resist cupping them and kneading them against her chest wall.
Lora untied the string holding her loose fitting pants on her hips and let them fall so that she was fully naked in front of him. The sight of her took his breath away not to mention making his cock uncomfortably hard in his tight leather pants.
Wick shrugged out of his vest and pulled his coarse woven shirt off over his head revealing his broad muscular chest. He untied his handmade leather moccasins and toed them off then unbuttoned his leather pants and freed his swollen cock.
Lora took a step toward him, looking up at his face, waiting for him to make the next move. She wanted him; he liked that.
Wick took her into his arms and pulled her naked body against his, bending his head to kiss her offered lips. She seemed to welcome his tongue into her mouth, allowing him to stake his claim as she wound her arms around his neck. He caressed her breasts and tweaked her nipples with his thumbs while he continued his long, slow perusal of her mouth.
As he slid his hands down over her buttocks and pressed his hard cock against her soft abdomen, she rubbed the hard peaks of her nipples across the dark hair on his chest. She made sweet little sounds of pleasure in her throat as he pressed her against him and held her mouth captive to his.
When they were both breathless and aroused, Wick lowered them both down on the pallet, putting Lora on her back, so he had access to pleasure her. He pushed her legs apart and knelt between them, lowering himself on his forearms above her. Wick started planting light kisses on her forehead and moving around her face. He paused at her mouth for a short tongue dueling kiss then lingered, kissing and nibbling her neck eliciting coos and sighs from Lora.
He was deliberately slow at working his way down over her chest to her breasts, particularly her sensitive nipples. When he finally closed his mouth over on pebbled peak, he only paused to suck it briefly and stopped, pulling a plaintive moan from her lips.
“Is this what you want?” he asked and sucked the tip briefly again.
“Yes, please,” she murmured, arching her back to offer him even better access.
He chuckled, then proceeded to tease her starting and stopping sucking on them then eventually giving them more stimulation. She was beginning to writhe beneath him then he moved lower, kissing and nibbling his way down over her belly to her mound. She gasped and let out a moan when his mouth closed over her sensitive core, and he slid two fingers inside her.
Her body stiffened, and she began panting in short gasps as Wick skillfully drew her into a haze of sexual pleasure. She murmured his name several times as he took hers higher toward that summit of sexual bliss. All of her senses were heightened, and she almost felt as though she were floating on waves of pleasure emanating from her core.
Her hands were clenched into fists at her sides until the first waves of orgasm rolled through her, and she wailed inarticulately. Her hips bucked with the contractions of her inner walls against his fingers inside her.
Nothing had ever felt so good, and Wick was the one who was doing it. It was almost worth staying with him for that alone. A small hope whispered in the back of her mind that maybe one day there would be more than this between them.
Wick rode the waves with her until she lay still and he moved back up beside her and took her into his arms to kiss her.
“That was so good, Wick,” she whispered after the kiss finished.
“And I have more for you,” he said huskily.
She was already wet for him, and she was becoming aroused again by his kisses and caresses of her breasts. Eventually, he put her on her back again and moved between her legs. He lowered himself until the head of his cock was at her entrance. Although it was tight, he slid easily inside her. She even tilted her hips upward to receive him.
Then they started the journey again. Wick started out slow then thrust faster and harder until he was almost slamming into her. She seemed to be loving it as she kept tilting her hips upward to meet his thrusts into her. She clung to his shoulders moaning her pleasure between his kisses. As they came closer and closer to mutual ecstasy, Wick kissed her one long kiss probing her mouth deeply with his tongue as he drove his cock deep into her center with every thrust rubbing her clit and his hard chest stimulating her sensitive nipples.
As Wick was getting close to release, the first contractions of Lora’s climax hugged his cock rhythmically. That was all it took for him to spill his seed inside her. When he was spent and laying heavily on top of her, Lora hugged him to her breast. “Thank you, Wick,” she whispered. “When you fuck me like that, you make me feel like I am really yours.”
“You are mine!” he asserted and kissed her hard and deep.
“I am, and you are mine,” she whispered when the kiss finished.
He smiled down at her. He liked that. He was tired, or he would have fucked her a second time, but he’d fucked her long and hard. Morning would be soon enough. In a few minutes when he felt like he could move again, he pulled the blanket over them and then they slept spooned together with her wrapped in his arms.