I hug Sam pulling her soft body to mine, with the delicious feeling that today is going to be a wonderful day.
“Don’t worry, it actually took a long time for them to fight, I think they were trying to impress you, you have the talent to make them calmer. Come here and give me a kiss now, my little bunny.”
And as soon as our lips met, I see that everything is perfect around me, my brothers, after a rare civilized moment are being themselves: ill-behaved, messy, sweet, rowdy.
And Sam, nested in my arms... If there’s something better than this, better than the happiness of having by our side the person we love, I sincerely don’t know.
CHAPTER 12
SAMANTHA THOMPSON
There’s nothing better than a day off work, and it’s even more perfect if that day off happens to be a sunny Saturday, as beautiful as this one.
Or am I seeing the day so pretty because I’m ridiculously in love?
I sincerely don’t know how to answer this question, but you know something? Fuck it, I’m happy and I don’t want to think too much about it, after all this state of wellbeing is so unknown to me, I just want to live it, just feel it.
Also, what woman would’t be in the clouds?
I sit up on the bed, stretching myself after waking up and I look towards the bathroom.
Adam is in front of the mirror, absentminded, shaving.
An everyday thing, normal to the point of almost being boring, if weren’t for the exciting effect he has on me, for the perfect and majestic image of his naked body.
When Mother Nature made him she was feeling very generous that day.
I look up with no rush, soaking in and saving it in my memory the image of his long legs, his well shaped thighs, his hard and tight buttocks with that dimple on his hips that makes me want to bite it, squeeze it, filling my hands with this soft and round flesh.
His thin waist and the broad back that are lightly tanned, with small droplets of water running down his back after the shower.
Adam has shoulder and arms made to protect, to make a woman feel safe and cosy.
Our eyes meet through the mirror, his brown hot eyes with my malicious blue ones, as if he undressed me without using his hands. He knows I’m feasting on his body and smiles, slightly biting his lower lips. The delicious collision of glances that none of us care worries who’s going to lose, we just want to shorten the distance that separates our lips and let the rest to be damned.
I drag myself off the bed and slowly walk to the bathroom, he stares at me again and perversely pushes his tongue around his full lips. He rascally winks at me, and asks me in a voice that makes me shiver all over.
“Good morning, beautiful, are these cheeks red because you like what you see?”
I answer him back feeling my face burn, embarrassed for being caught salivating at his body, but even so I don’t turn my eyes away, nodding to Adam, admiring him through the mirror.
Even shy, I dare saying what I desire, from the moment I saw him naked.
“Uhum, I like it so much I want to taste a little of it.”
Adam turns to face me and I immediately lower my eyes to his waist, facing his powerful erection. I raise my eyes to his face and tease him back.
“For what I can see you’re also very happy to see me, aren’t you?”
He pulls me from the waist and I feel more empowered everyday, daring. Then at last I do what I want: I take my hands to his very erect penis, playing with my fingers enjoying the feeling of his soft and pulsating texture of his hot sex, that rapidly grows in my hands.
Adam pants and his brown eyes narrow, while he seriously stares at me delighted by my touch.
“You shouldn’t instigate me like that, you know what you deserve, my little teasing bunny?”
I keep caressing his penis with calculated movements, up and down.
“What I deserve Damy, I’m curious?”
He got me by surprise, Adam pulls me and bends me over the bathroom sink, switching our positions. I slowly rub his hard member on my ass, he puts my hair aside to have more access to my neck.
“You deserve to be fucked, little bunny, very well fucked.”
Adam raises my arms, taking off my nightgown very slowly, lightly touching his fingers on every inch of my skin that is getting undressed and he holds my vulva with his hand in a conch like shape, as if he wanted to tell me with his touch that I’m his, that my vagina, my entire body, my heart, belongs to him.
I can’t deny it, while she checks with his index and middle finger the wetness of my vagina, I admit to myself that he possesses me, I never wanted so much to be the female of a man, as much as I want to be Adam’s.
He slides my panties over my hips and removes it, breathing in with pleasure and than he asks me:
“Do you trust me, Sam?”
I don’t even think, I surrender to our will, our desire, fearless.
“I do, a lot, Damy.”
Adam brings my hands to my back and without even taking his eyes off of mine through the mirror, he entwine my wrists with the panties, murmuring in my eyes and nibbling my ear:
“I’ll taste you and I’ll fuck you hard, do you want it?”
I consent and he licks and kisses the back of my neck, rubbing his cock between my butt cheeks and with his agile and mean fingers he caresses my hard nipples, more sensible at each moment.
Ah! It feels so good, Adam drags his mouth slowly through my skin, going from one shoulder to the other, and bending my body forward, his wet mouth goes through my back till my ass, sibling and squeezing my butt cheeks.
Conviviality and intimacy has brought up an unexpected side of Adam, every time we make love he’s more daring in his caress, in the way he grabs me and eats me out with no modesty.
I feel his face buried between my butt cheeks and he lowers his mouth, licking my anus, till he gets to my vagina.
I also can’t get satisfied anymore, my layers of shame are being left our every time he’s in my arms, as if everything was perfect. To me it’s so right to be fucked by my man the way he wants to make me his, the way I want to be fucked by him.
I spread my legs open and Adam opens my vaginal lips with his thumbs, sucking me in a paced rhythm, his tongue going over my clitoris like an exposed nerve, without flesh, pulsating in every coming and going of his tongue.
I moan and bite my lips to not make a noise, so his brothers won’t listen to us fucking like two animals.
I raise my ass and he buries his mouth and tongue even more in my vagina, sucking my clitoris like he really means it, a cadency that makes me see starts.
Sweating and moaning, shaking my hips while I throw my vagina into his mouth, an unthought pleasure that reverberate in my guts, making my wet pussy drip more and more till I orgasm, I’m moaning his name in a murmur.
Still feeling my legs floppy as spaghetti, after such an orgasm, he stands up and turns my face to him, kissing me, sucking my tongue, taking my mouth like he took my pussy.
He positioned his damp cock between my thighs, on the edge on my opening, he penetrates me hard and hits his hips on mine, making the coming and going of his hips with his tongue in my mouth.
His tongue coming and going, entering and leaving my mouth, at every thrust, every hammered of his cock, deeply in my vagina.
Adam brings my body to him, pulling me by the tied wrists. It’s sweet agony, an angst to more, I can’t touch him and he penetrates me even harder and deeper, bumping his balls in on my clitoris.
He stares at me through the mirror and I can’t explain, if it is because of the sunlight entering the bathroom or because of the light on the mirror, his eyes color are reflecting in a strange shade, different from everything I ever saw.
The shade of his iris is of a deep and rich gold, he winks and opens them again, with his face contorted with horniness, he orders me in a deeper and more grave tone, raspy, powerful:
“Look at me, my little bunny, and say who is your male?”
I’m so ready to cum again, Adam unties my hands and spreads my legs even more, letting them wide open, hammering so hard and deep inside of me that I think I won’t be able to stand. But his body was made to perfectly fits mine.
He’s rubbing his fingers on my clitoris and fucking me in an insane rhythm, delirious, Adam stares at me through the mirror, in an exciting and deliciously erotic vision of our melted bodies, he’s all buried in me, wraparound my pussy that’s throbbing so much and so hard that my heart is beating in its deeper sense.
I answer with a disconnected voice before crumble in and orgasm that turns me into pieces.
“You, Adam, you are my male.”
Adam cums and grunts hard, in a weird way, but it makes me even more horny. So manly, given, filling me with his abundant sperm.
He buries his face on the curve of my neck and surprises me saying:
“I love you, my little bunny! Like I never loved anyone, don’t leave me, it doesn’t matter what happens, promise me you’ll never leave me.”
“I promise, I’ll never leave you, I love you too, Adam.”
After making love, we took a nice shower and Damy washed my hair. After we got dressed flirting with each other, Adam dragging me from the hall through the kitchen.
I found the boys having breakfast, smirking, will they have heard the noise we made having sex?
I sit beside Adam and my cheeks were burning in embarrassment. I stretch out my hand to get juice and when I look at my wrists they are red. Adam follows my gaze to my wrists and he smirks in a naughty smile, what the fuck! Why did I have to have such a sensitive clear skin, now everyone will notice that I was tied by my perverted sheriff boyfriend.
Before hiding my hands on my lap, Adam puts his hands on my wrists and kisses first one then the other and in the end he gives me a chaste and sweet kiss.
Ah! Dear God, why did I have to fall in love right now? In such a disturbed moment in my life.
Hunter and Connor decided to barbecue at lunch time and I make cole slaw, a generous portion of baked potatoes with butter to go with the hamburgers and sausages.
After grilling the hamburgers, Connor sits beside me and says in confidence.
“Don’t s... say it to the gu... guys, but I’m go... going to do a trea... treatment to stu... stu... stutter.”
Connie stares at me looking for some support and I don’t know what to say.
Connie, among the Vaugh brothers, is the most handsome, his brown livid eyes, dark hair, tanned, with a strong and masculine Adonis body, that the symbol of Greek beauty would die of envy. I don’t think the fact that he stutter makes him a bad man. In the end I actually think his charming in his half shy clumsy way.
“Connor, you want to do this treatment because of the rubbish things that Kayden says? If it is, is silly, you’re a cool guy, handsome.”
He speaks in a low voice so the others won’t listen:
“Which gi... gi.. girl will wa... want to da... date a ja... ja... jamming pho... phono... phonograph like me?”
I caress his shoulder and answer:
“Any girl who’s a little intelligent, you’re a very nice guy, good caracter, gentle, a man that dedicates his life to saving other people’s life, which girl wouldn’t like a man like that?”
He smiles and asks embarrassed:
“Yo... yo... you think so, Sam?”
“I do, absolutely?”
At night we all go to Oregon to see Kayden’s Rodeo.
An arena was set near downtown Oregon, we sat in a reserved area, with a great visibility. We got there in time to see the end of a local country band and we waited to see the dispute between cowboys.
In a parade of jeans, leather and boots, men, women and children elbowed each other to the see the cowboys presenting themselves.
The first dispute was a sequence of bull riding, that the cowboy gets on the back of the bull and holds himself only with a rope tied to the front part of the bull. The limit time for the cowboy to stay on the bull is eight seconds.
After it, another group of cowboys went for the lasso in doubles.
And at last, the one Kayden was going in, the lasso proof of the individual calf.
Where the cowboy lassoes a calf by the neck, keeping the rope stretched, jumps out of the horse and ties three of the calf paws, immobilizing it. After tying the calf paws the cowboy has to mount the animal and raise his hands to stop the time.
Kayden is the next one in the dispute, representing Walker ranch.
The announcer says Kayden’s name and he’s largely applauded by a wide number of girls that screams his name as if he was a rock star.
“Ridding the pure blood Sky and representing Walker ranch, from Portland, the cowboy that makes the girls sigh, Kayden Vaugh.”
Kayden entered galloping Sky steady and reaching the heavy calf from around 320 yards apart, like an arrow he jumped out of the mare and tied the calf, quickly raising his hands, doing spectacular time of 9.48 seconds.
He was cheered by the entire arena, after Kayden’s dispute, he approached the audience full of girls and like a good kid he is, he took off his shirt, throwing it to the women.
And all of us laughed when Hunter yelled, teasing him:
“Kay, stop being such a show off and go put on a shirt before you catch a cold, you brat.”
He answered throwing his hat in Hunter’s direction.
“I love you too, Hunter, you hunk.”
After the rodeo, when we were about to leave, a man in his 60s approached Kayden, surprising the Vaughs.
“Kay, it’s been a long time, kid.”
Kayden answered him wide open eyes:
“Uncle Quinn, is that you?”
The man nodded, giving Kayden and Connor a hug, really excited for being reunited.
Adam quickly took his arm from my waist to hug him and greet him too. After the hug he introduced me to the rough cowboy with a hard look and Native American features.
“Samantha, this is Quinn Garret, a great friend from the time we used to live in Alaska.”
I shook his hand and he gave back a subtle smile, kissing my hand.
“Adam, I have to congratulate you, boy.”
Adam sweetly kissed me on the lips and smiled back, winking to his uncle.
“I know, my little bunny is the prettiest girl in this rodeo, isn’t it, uncle?”
Uncle Quinn nodded smiling, signaled Kayden to come near him and have a private conversation, and his expression became more stern as he was talking to Kayden, because of the noise around he had to raise his voice, so even without wanting to eavesdrop, I could hear him speak to Kayden.
“Kay, we are not running into each other by chance, I knew you were going to be here. We need you very much, two of our own have been murdered. Travis and Daniel, from Forest pack. We need to find who did this, we are counting with the best trackers from our people and you, boy, you were always one of the best. The rumor is that we are facing a group of hunters. The moment has come for the packs to unite and defend ourselves, we are all in danger.”
CHAPTER 13
SAMANTHA THOMPSON
Kayden finished his conversation with Mr. Quinn and they said good bye to each other, I thought that their conversation was so weird, the way that Mr. Quinn named the Forest.
I don’t recall the entire conversation, but I do recall him saying something about trackers, packs, our people, after all, what people is this? Will it be something related to the Cherokee blood of the boys?
I think about asking Adam about what they were talking and what made them so apprehensive, but if I ask about the conversation I heard, it will seem like I’m prying in their lives.
And they were all so kind in welcoming me in their house, that the last thing I want is to seem and inconvenient guest. But that was for certain a weird chat. Definitely.
All this talk made me curious, and like all women I got bugged, I can’t resist. I’ll keep my eyes wide open to understand what’s going on.
We got home and the guys are quiet, Connie went straight to his bedroom, Kay and Hunter talked in whispers, and Adam locked himself in one of the rooms doing I don’t know what.
I’m sitting on the couch reading “The Lover”, a novel that Hunter landed me, and Kay goes to the room where Adam was. After sometime Adam leaves the room, getting out of the house and then Kayden.
As I’m very curious, I give them sometime and wait for the opportunity to see where Adam went.
The sound of Adam and Kay’s voices conduct me to the garage.
I get a little closer taking advantage of the distraction of both and I see Adam opening on the hood of the truck a leather bundle and handing Kay a gun, ammunition and two knives.
He put on Kay’s neck a necklace with a rustic pendant, that it looks like a huge animal tooth.
And he says some words in an almost prophetic tone.
“As your leader I pray for the power of Mother Nature to be with you and may blind the eyes of the hunters, that they can’t see you and can’t hurt you. Tomorrow after I leave the police station, I’ll follow up with the investigations of the guy who murdered Travis and Daniel.”
Kay thanked Adam for his words in silence, he put the weapons and the knife inside a bag and when he was about to leave, he came to face me watching everything.
As I was caught eavesdropping, I decide to come closer and know of Adam what the hell is happening with them after their conversation with Mr. Quinn.
I hug my own body, embarrassed for being caught redhanded watching them, Kay walks by me, enters the truck and leaves only God knows where, and I’m alone with Adam, both of us staring at each other without saying a words. I decide to be courageous and ask:
“Damy, I couldn’t avoid hearing everything: the conversation Mr. Quinn had with Kay and now the two of you, you giving Kayden a weapon, all these guns stored here, from what are you protecting yourselves? What’s so dangerous that has been happening?”
Adam quickly puts away a hatchet, a gun and two knives inside the leather bundle and answers without looking at me:
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