“Hmm, do we have to go so soon?” she asked drowsily, leaning against him.
“Come with me. I have a surprise that I think you might like.” Cam led Amanda into the cool darkness of the fragrant forest that skirted the meadow. The thick canopy of branches overhead let in little light and the only sound was the increasing noise of rushing water.
As they climbed a small mossy knoll, she gasped at the magnificent waterfall before her. The water in the pool was clear with the most unnaturally beautiful blue color. Flowers surrounded the basin and lilies floated languorously on the surface. Amanda watched as Cam pulled his now damp shirt over his head and kicked off his boots. She could see perspiration glistening on his back and it made her heart race. The sweet perfume of the flowers floating on the water wafted up and she could feel the pounding pressure of the waterfall deep within her.
Her breathing quickened as he unabashedly shimmied out of his slacks. She admired his carefree attitude and his firm backside as he bent to pull the slacks over his feet. She held her breath as he came toward her. Holding out his hand, he beckoned her to join him. Trying to keep her eyes averted, she couldn’t help but glance down quickly at his groin. Seeing his growing interest, she blushed as he winked. Amanda licked her lips in unconscious anticipation and pushed a stray piece of hair away from her face. Cam moved in closer, his intent clear in his fathomless eyes.
“I, I, uh, have no bathing suit,” she stammered, desperately looking for excuses. “Besides, there are probably snakes in there.” She instantly regretted the comment as he chuckled, then taking her hand and placing it around his engorged shaft.
“This is the only snake you need to worry about here, love.” Once again, she could feel heat rising up her neck as the inevitable blush crept up her face. She gave his cock a slight squeeze and pulled her hand away nervously.
“It’s broad daylight and we’re outside. What if someone were to see us?” she protested, looking up at him with wide eyed concern.
“No one will see us,” he assured her with urgency in his voice. “You are safe here with me. I would tell you to stay clothed, but you would sink like a rock in that gown. Besides, I ache to see you. You are so beautiful. Do not be afraid of that. I will turn my back while you get in the water.”
“Okay, but don’t look. Do you promise?” She had never been naked outside in broad daylight, much less with a man before. Knowing that all of her flaws would show, she had to slip in the pool quickly before he caught a glimpse of the real Amanda.
“Mmm, promise.” Cam said, smiling as he turned his back and walked into the cool water. Amanda raised the heavy dress over her head. With her arms extended overhead to get free of the voluminous dress, her full firm breasts lifted and reached toward the sky. As she caught sight of her own reflection in the still water, she shivered with the knowledge that she was vulnerable and exposed. The curve of her hips, the tiny vee of reddish hair that barely hid the place that she knew he most wanted to explore, her smooth skin exposed for the world to see. Her nipples puckered with need and she felt her stomach muscles clench hard. The water rippled as she slowly entered the pool. She sighed quietly as the coolness washed over her heated skin. Her hair trailed behind her as she swam to the opposite side of the pool.
Amanda dunked her head under the water, wetting her long tresses thoroughly before flipping it all behind her, sending a sparkling waterfall of water droplets everywhere. She smiled as she just enjoyed the moment and blinked away the water that clung to her lashes.
“This is the loveliest place on earth,” she started, then corrected herself. “Okay, not on earth, but it is perfect. Thank you for sharing it with me. I’m sorry if I’ve been difficult. I’m usually not one to complain,” she sighed with complete contentment.
“Amanda—sweet, sweet Amanda. Do not apologize. You have nothing to be sorry about. It takes a special person to go through this and still be smiling. My mother and my great-grandmother adore you. That makes me very happy.” His words of praise warmed her heart as he smiled at her from across the small pond.
The success of the day made Amanda happy too. Forgetting her nakedness, she leaned back in the water and closed her eyes momentarily. Floating on her back, she gazed at the mosaic of leaves rustling above. A single bright ray of sunshine pierced the leafy umbrella and illuminated the pond.
Cam swam across the pool and placed his hands beneath her back, supporting her as she floated, circling the pond. She remained relaxed, trusting.
Despite the temperature, the cool water did nothing to dampen his enthusiasm. He could hardly control himself as her breasts rose high above the water with every breath. The cool forest air caused her nipples to harden and his cock swelled harder with desire. He desperately wanted to take one of those luscious nipples into his mouth. He could imagine the taste of her on his tongue. His patience—usually a virtue—was wearing thin.
He sensed her arousal and slowly slid one hand lower, cupping the rounded cheek of her sweet ass. She stiffened slightly in his arms. His hand remained unmoving on her bottom and, in the stillness, he could feel her body trembling. He moved his hand until it rested in the crevice between her cheeks. His long fingers moved again, poised at the entrance to her warm, wet core. Finally, with a sigh, he bent his head to take one of her tight pink nipples into his warm mouth, gently nipping the tight bead with his teeth. Amanda exhaled and moaned softly before she arched her back offering him her breasts.
Cam felt her electrified reaction and sensed her desire. As he sucked leisurely at her breasts, his hand gradually explored deeper into her soft folds. Even in the cool water, he could feel the heat of her need.
He lifted his head, hating to leave her breasts. Watching her eyes, he reached under the water with both hands to stroke her aching clit. The feel of her soft cunt against his hand made him ache with need and he continued massaging her swollen clit slowly until she writhed in his arms. He leaned over and kissed her with all the passion he held inside. Their tongues moved together, his mouth catching her moans and mingling them with his own. Without breaking the kiss, he lifted her out of the water and sat her on a low rock ledge near the bubbling waterfall. The mist bouncing off the stones was cool on their sun-warmed skin, but nothing could ease his burning need except Amanda’s touch.
Cam saw the need in her eyes and the anxious look told him she was growing impatient. “What is it darling? What do you want?” Grinning, he kicked his legs out and paddled away from her. “Tell me? Would you like me to get out of the water?”
“Yes, I would,” she panted, her voice breathless but resolute. “Please.”
Teasing, he asked, “Please what?”
“Please get out of the water,” she replied, her voice quivering.
“Why?” He continued to swim in lazy arcs in front of her.
“I want you to come up here beside me.” With her eyes closed her jaw firmly set, he knew she was fighting for control.
“And? Do you want me to kiss you again? Tell me what you want.” His voice had gone husky with lust as he swam nearer.
Amanda was nearing her breaking point. Her body sparked with desire, writhing on the cool wet stones. She reached out to him, imploring, “I want you. I want you so badly I might explode if you don’t kiss me now.”
“Well, we cannot have that now, can we?” He smiled wickedly, pleased with his little game.
Cam reached up and looped his arms around her thighs, spreading her legs wide. As he fastened his mouth firmly on her aching clit, she screamed out in relief, her earlier modesty all but forgotten. Her body was primed to the breaking point and it wouldn’t be long before she tumbled over the edge.
The taste of her was delicious beyond any words. Although his fingers had explored her with both tenderness and urgency, bringing her great pleasure, the soft wetness against his tongue was a sensation he had never imagined. His blood grew hot racing through his veins, straight to his cock. The easy rise of her passion was quickly being replaced wit
h fierce need as Amanda pressed his head closer to her pussy. He sucked, licked and lapped, swirling his tongue up and down, side to side until he could feel her pulse racing and hear the sound of her excited breathing broken only by her moans.
Knowing she was close, Cam listened to her body as he continued his onslaught. Giving her pleasure was making his cock ache with its own need for release. He loved the way she tasted and wanted to bury his face deeper still. His tongue fucked inside her tight channel insistently, mimicking what he planned on doing with his throbbing cock later. She begged him to stop as she laced her fingers through his damp hair, holding his head firmly to her body.
“Oh, please, Cam! Please!” Her hips arched and writhed against his mouth, silently begging for more.
“Please what, baby?” he mumbled, looking up at her without stopping his ministrations.
“Please, make it stop. I can’t take it one more minute.”
He latched on to her clit, sucking hard as her orgasm hit her full force. Wave after fluid wave rocked her body without ceasing. He would not stop. Even if he had wanted to, he could not stop. His own body jerked involuntarily in response, all of his senses on overdrive. As she continued to scream her ecstasy, he drove two fingers into her tight passageway, drawing back when he met resistance.
“More, Cam. Please, more!” she cried out, desperate in the wake of her release.
He found the tender pad of her G-spot and slid his fingers back and forth until Amanda cried out as her pussy pulsed around his fingers. She was close and he so wanted to give her this pleasure. The joy of her orgasm pushed his desire to the edge. His cock was hot and throbbing in the cool water and he longed to bury it deep within her cunt. She arched her back and groaned loudly and as the walls of her pussy imprisoned his fingers, exploding over and over again.
He felt his teeth lengthen and the urge for blood was strong. Not just blood—her blood. Just one taste of sweet Amanda was all he wanted. Yet, in the unbearable furnace of the passion he was feeling, he knew that one taste of her would never be enough.
Cam planted his strong arms on the edge of the pool and hoisted himself up and out of the water next to her. He gently laid her back on the cool, smooth stone as he feasted on her lovely body with his eyes. Her firm breasts and narrow waist led him to those beautiful hips. Oh, those hips. There was enough for him to grab onto and hold close while he plowed deep into her hot, wet core. It was all he could do not to slam into her waiting, throbbing heat at that very moment. He wanted her first time to be special. Her need for him would have to be completely out of control to tolerate the pain.
She reached down and stroked the hard heat of his shaft. He jerked from the unexpected attention and, groaning, he leaned over and kissed her swollen mouth. As he deepened the kiss, she increased the pressure and urgency of her strokes.
Cam lay back on the smooth slab as Amanda kissed his neck, his shoulder, then moved down to lap around one of his nipples. He moaned aloud as she worked on his other erect nipple. She continued her tour of his body, licking downward toward the patch of dark golden hair that led to his raging erection. His cock twitched in anticipation of her touch. He could feel his body temperature rising as her cool tongue explored him. Something in his brain told him he should try to stop her. This was a big step for her. He gave a half-hearted tug on her arm but she swatted his hand away and continued her exploration.
“Baby, you don’t have to do this.” His voice was almost unrecognizable with the rasp of his desire.
She tentatively snaked her tongue out and licked around the head of his cock. Her movements were unsure but, she continued exploring his cock with her tongue. Cam’s soft moans and the slight thrusting of his hips seemed to excite her. Her confidence grew and her approach grew more brazen. The size of his cock seemed momentarily intimidating as she guided his length into her mouth. She licked at the single drop of pre-cum that appeared at its tip.
Cam began gently thrusting and grinding his hips toward the honeyed depths of her mouth. She wrapped a hand around the length of his cock that wasn’t in her mouth and stroked more quickly as she continued using her tongue, lips, and mouth on him. The more he moaned, the faster she moved. He had to stop her; he was losing control. The realization that she could indeed be his True One pounded at him just as insistently as her steady rhythm destroyed his good intentions. If that were true, he would not be able to resist taking her and her blood.
In the midst of their passion, Cam failed to hear the sound of the horse hooves coming through the trees until it was too late.
“Oh, dear gods, brother! So sorry. I saw the horse loose and, I, uh, heard moaning. I thought someone might be hurt.” The man on horseback tried to look contrite and innocent, failing at both.
Amanda screamed while trying to hide her nakedness. He sat up and moved between her and the mounted stranger, attempting to give them both a bit of privacy.
“Ah, Gavin, your timing is impeccable, as always. I see some things never change.” He said with a heavy sigh.
Amanda detected a glimmer of laughter in the handsome stranger’s eyes. He sat astride his horse with great superiority, like a warrior king going into battle. With darker hair and skin than Cameron, his icy blue eyes held a hint of danger. He appeared to almost reach the treetops atop his midnight steed from her perspective on the edge of the pool. She hadn’t realized she was staring until Gavin directed a rather lustful look directly at her. Cameron cleared his throat loudly.
“Amanda, allow me to introduce you to my extremely crude brother, Gavin.”
She nodded as another blush streaked up her neck. She was indeed speechless.
Gavin gave a hearty laugh before asking, “Amanda, what’s the matter? Cat got your tongue? Or perhaps it was something other than a cat, eh?” He chuckled sardonically again before turning his horse to go. “See you up at the house, brother.” He spurred his horse forward, still laughing.
She turned to Cameron in embarrassment. “I will never be able to face that man again!”
She rose and began to search frantically for her clothes, all the while talking to herself animatedly. Braiding her hair, she turned to find Cam still sitting where she left him on the edge of the pool.
“Why are you still sitting there? Aren’t you coming?” she demanded, impatient to leave.
“No, I am not coming and until I do, I will not be getting on a horse.” He slipped back into the pond.
With unbeatable logic, she replied, “I hardly think a swim will help. Do you want me to, um, help you?”
“No, my sweet, you have helped enough. Just let me watch you dress.” He smiled at her serenely.
Her eyes widened with the obvious movement of his hand over his cock through the clear water. Once again, a blush stole over her face. “Oh! I see, um, I’ll just leave you alone then.”
“No, don’t go. Stay and just let me look at you.” His eyes were half closed in pleasure, the stroking of his hand sure and strong.
She dried herself awkwardly as he watched, his eyes glazing over. The longer she rubbed his white cotton shirt across her body, the more she tuned into the roughness of the fabric as it grazed her sensitive breasts. As she looked at him, her own passion grew and, unaware, she moved even more seductively. She tried not to imagine his fist sliding over his cock, but it was arousing her to the point of distraction.
Amanda turned away from him slightly, bending at the waist to pick up her dress. Unaware that inadvertently she’d exposed the cheeks of her ass and the wet lips of her pussy, she heard him groan and call out her name as he spilled his seed into the cool, clear water.
Chapter Seven
Amanda tried to soothe her aching bottom by soaking in a hot bath. She had not been on a horse in some time and the ache in the tendons of her thighs reminded her of the stretching sensation she felt as Cam had spread them wide earlier in the day.
Unfortunately, the bath was not helping to soothe her mind either. Soon, it would be dinner and she wo
uld have to face Gavin again. Cam had gone off to find him as soon as they returned. She assumed they were doing a lot of back slapping and guffawing over a couple of mugs of mead, so she took extra time getting ready.
Another lovely gown was waiting for her on the bed. A sweet, young girl named Emma came in to sweep her hair up into a loose knot, leaving several tendrils to fall softly around her face. She hardly recognized herself in the glass and the reflection gave her confidence.
“After all, I faced one of the most powerful goddesses of all time. How difficult could Gavin be compared to that?” she murmured to herself.
A knock on the door disturbed her pep talk. She opened the door and Gunter bowed at the waist.
“Good evening, miss. You are looking lovely tonight. The ride this afternoon agreed with you, then?” Gunter asked with complete seriousness.
She cringed, wondering if this kind, old fellow had been privy to Gavin’s description of today’s events. Let’s not be paranoid, she berated herself quickly.
“Yes, it was a lovely day. Thank you.”
“Master Cameron asked that I escort you to the dining room. He would have come himself, but he has been rather consumed with family this afternoon.” Gunter continued, his tone even.
“Yes, of course. Thank you for your kindness.” She was a little perturbed that she would have to enter the room alone. Head up high, you can do this.
The older man escorted her to the sitting room where the family was carrying on rather gaily. The sounds of laughter and excited conversation echoed in the cavernous stone hallway. As Amanda reached the doorway, she stopped, awed by the sheer beauty that filled the room. Tall candles flickered, casting a golden light on the beautiful faces within. They all were lounging about, quite relaxed and cheerfully animated.
She saw Cam look up at her with bright shining eyes as his lips parted slightly in a silent gasp. Her insecurity playing with her, she hoped it was because he found her attractive and not improperly dressed. The room fell silent as they all turned to see what had captivated their fair-haired boy. Amanda swallowed hard, her nails digging into her palm to keep her focused. She found it difficult to think at all as Cam rose and languidly walked toward her. She had never seen a man quite as beautiful. He was dressed in off-white clothing from head to toe. His shirt was silk, the palest of blues. His burnished skin was soft and glowing at the open neck.
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