He gave her more. Fusing his lips to her secret flesh, he dabbed the top of her clit with his tongue while rubbing the bottom of the nub with his finger. She bucked against his mouth, insane with the torture of pleasure and ungratified longing. She cupped her breasts in her hands and tweaked the nipples painfully to intensify the sensations flowing through her body. He reached his free hand up and stroked her belly before clamping over one breast and savagely flicking the nipple. His face burned with lust as she pushed the breast up to her chin and licked her own nipple. Furiously, he returned to her bounty, sucking her clit inside his mouth and tormenting her by inserting and swiftly removing his fingers.
Natalya was lost in the motion of his mouth and fingers as she tossed restlessly. The embers of the fire burned a little brighter as he began lapping at her clit. Long, slow, thorough licks that made her moan voluptuously. As he lapped at her, he worked his fingers expertly over her sensitized nub, determined to make her release before he entered her. Rex kept the rubbing steady and firm as she tumbled over the edge into oblivion. Crying out so loudly that all the forest could hear, Natalya trembled through a sharp, intense climax as Rex continued lapping at her like he was thirsty for her taste.
“Feel good?” He clipped hoarsely.
She answered with a lusty moan and a few spasms of her clit against his hand. As she closed her eyes, exhausted from the release, Rex mounted her and guided his cock inside her with a brutal motion. Natalya’s eyes shot open as she felt his imposing hardness overflow inside of her tight channel. He slung her legs around his neck, pulling her closer and increasing the depth of penetration.
SAVAGE
Grunting and sweating, Rex pumped into her in rapid, aggressive spurts as Natalya felt her body throb for more. She looked at his handsome face, which was unrecognizable with the ferocity of his need. His jaw was locked and his eyes were wild as he mercilessly thrust inside her in quick but deep strokes. He caressed her smooth legs and spread them wider to accommodate more of his cock. Then he closed her legs tightly around his neck so the fit would be more snug. Rex didn’t notice as his circulation was almost cut off from the vice of her legs. He just kept thrusting into her like a starving beast, unable to hold back any longer after six years of agonizing fantasies.
“It’s too much,” she whispered as he penetrated her harder.
“You told me to be wilder,” he grunted inhumanly. “I’m giving you what you want.”
She whimpered in a combination of excitement and fear as he impaled her more fiercely than she had imagined possible. Her whole body felt full and swollen with the pressure of his demanding cock. Depleted from her first release, she tried to stay in rhythm with him and pushed her hips up to meet his hard thrusts. He grunted each time her hips moved, feeling his need grow as beads of his sweat dripped down to blend with her wetness.
Like he was plunging a sword into a sheath, he forcefully rooted into her as she grabbed onto his muscular thighs and pinched the skin with her long nails. He didn’t feel the pain as a few spots of blood appeared on his hairy thighs. All he felt was Natalya’s intoxicating wetness and the snug fit of her body that was urging him closer to long awaited release. But Rex wanted to prolong the ecstasy of being inside her.
“I don’t think I’ll stop even after I finish,” he mumbled as her eyes widened.
“But it’s already too much,” she protested weakly.
Her words only incensed him as he pushed harder into her and licked the silky skin of her calves. She responded sharply to the subtlety of his tongue, overwhelmed by the force of his penetration and the light licks. Again, she moved a breast towards her mouth and tasted the nipple as Rex ogled her. His eyes were restless and oversensitized by all the delectable parts of her body.
“I don’t know where I should look at you. I want to look at you everywhere. Feel you everywhere,” he muttered.
Abruptly, Rex set her legs free and spread them wider on the floor as he climbed all the way on top of her. With their sweating bodies pressed together, he accelerated the speed of his thrusts and fingered her clit relentlessly until she sobbed through another powerful climax. He felt the ripple effect on his fingers that massaged her clit. Grunting, he jackknifed inside her, slicing through her recklessly until an overwhelming release poured out of him. Natalya sighed in relief as she felt a hot flow of seed coursing through her. Closing his eyes, Rex kept pumping even after the orgasm had exploded, feeling as though he could never get enough.
Natalya lay like a rag doll underneath him, allowing the starving man to elongate his volcanic pleasure. Expelling a huge sigh of satisfaction, Rex finally stopped moving but stayed inside her. Soothingly, she caressed his sweat-drenched hair and let him plant butterfly kisses on her neck. The softness of his mouth was unexpected, and she felt her heart thud from his gentle kisses.
Neither one spoke, and the fact that they were strangers became apparent to Natalya as she drifted back to earth. She had no idea what to say to Rex, or what he would say to her. Being in his arms felt blissfully natural, but they had to communicate at some point. For one thing, she wanted to know why such a virile man would go six years without having a woman. It seemed incongruous.
He lifted himself off her body, interrupting her peaceful state as he strode across the cabin. “Where are you going?” She murmured, wondering if he would want her to leave now that he had taken his gratification.
Rex didn’t reply but returned a moment later with a glass of water that he touched to her parched lips. “This is fresh water. There’s a spring about a mile from here. Taste it.”
She gratefully sipped the water and exclaimed, “It tastes sweet! Nothing like the dirty water in the village.”
“The village,” he scoffed angrily, taking a sip of water from the same glass.
“I take it you don’t like the village?” She asked, eager for a window of opportunity to learn about his life.
But all Rex said was, “No.”
To her surprise, he flipped her over onto her side and then curled up behind her so they were spooning. He kneaded the tension out of her neck and upper back as she softened into his attentive touch. Still, Natalya was determined to learn something, anything about this enigmatic stranger.
Awkwardly, she prompted, “So, Rex, tell me something about yourself.”
Gruffly, he responded, “Tell you? I’ll show you.”
He pressed his cock into her lower back, and she was shocked to feel that it was already hard again. Well, I guess he doesn’t want to talk, she thought as he slipped a hand between her legs and rubbed her bounty. His hand was moving in a way that demanded she become excited and ready for him. But she was mildly sore and needed a reprieve. Gently removing his hand, she turned around and slinked down his body so her head was positioned at the level of his rigid hardness.
His eyes blazed as she opened her mouth and sucked his cock like a delicious lollipop. He tasted good with a combination of her feminine flavor and his own masculine texture. Natalya felt a few waves of desire crest and reawaken her core as she observed the contorted expressions on his face.
“Do you like it?” She asked between mouthfuls of his cock.
“Yes,” he managed through gritted teeth, keeping his hands at his sides and letting her set the pace.
“I like it too,” she confessed as he groaned and held himself in check.
Natalya experimentally held his balls while sucking on his shaft. Powerfully, she suction cupped her mouth around him as he stared up at the ceiling. “I’m so turned on. If I look at you, I might cum again.”
“Look at me,” she urged, dangling her breasts over his cock.
He watched avidly as she stuffed his cock in between her breasts and rocked it back and forth a few times. Spontaneously, she placed her fingers over his mouth as he eagerly licked them. Then, she slid the wetness over his cock and buried it inside the valley of her cleavage. He started to thrust in between her breasts while staring at the erect nipples that he coul
dn’t reach with his mouth. She rubbed her breasts all around his cock as he moved between them like he was inside her again.
“Damn, you’re beautiful,” Rex muttered as her hair fell over his torso and tickled him.
“And you’re hard,” she replied honestly as he wedged his thick cock tighter inside her cleavage.
The friction became too fiery for Rex to restrain himself even though the thought of cutting the pleasure short was devastating. He needed the release so badly that he sat up on his forearms and shot a torrent of seed between her breasts. Mischievously, Natalya smeared the seed across her areolae as Rex groaned and spewed forth even more. His head hit the floor as he fell back in exhaustion, and Natalya pulled away.
Fighting his fatigue, Rex sprang to his feet and returned a moment later with a bucket of the fresh spring water. Solicitously, he poured the water over Natalya’s breasts and bathed her. She shivered with the shock of the cool liquid. Rex took a sponge from the bucket and washed her body, paying special attention to ease the soreness between her legs. To his surprise, she grabbed onto his hand and swirled the wet sponge around.
“You want more?” He asked, amazed.
“I thought I couldn’t take anymore, but…” she trailed off shyly.
“Tell me,” he urged, rubbing the sponge around her clit.
“But what we just did turned me on again,” she admitted, lowering her eyelashes.
“Don’t be shy in front of me,” he commanded, parting her legs so he could get a close up view.
She permitted him to use the sponge in scandalous ways, pushing it an inch inside her and then withdrawing to circle it around her tingling nub. The wetness and roughness of the sponge tantalized her, and the underlying pressure of his strong hand catapulted her towards a quick, merciful release.
Natalya moved her hand over Rex’s and shoved the sponge against herself a few more times as the climax made her feel dizzy. Rex continued to wash her afterwards, scrubbing every inch of her skin gently before wrapping them both in a blanket.
He rolled with her in his arms towards the fireplace and breathed softly into her ear. Natalya rested against his chest contentedly as she watched the flames dance in the moonlit cabin. There was a bed on the other side of the cabin, but neither had the energy to move at the moment.
“Why is a beautiful woman like you single?” He asked out of the blue. “You are single, aren’t you? If you tell me you belong to another man, I might lose my mind right here.”
Taken aback by the shift in his mood, Natalya again reminded herself that she lay in the arms of a stranger. Choosing her words carefully, she replied, “I was engaged recently, but that ended.”
“What happened?” He demanded curtly.
“Well, I was engaged to the wealthiest man in the village, but he had no passion in him,” she revealed candidly, recalling the few bland times they had been physical. She had been a virgin until her fiancé and assumed all men were equally dull in bed. Natalya never knew that a man like Rex existed.
Rex chuckled under his breath. “No passion? For a ravishing woman like you. I don’t believe it.”
“It’s true,” she shrugged. “All he cared about were his business transactions. He never even noticed when I wore a new dress for him.”
Placing a possessive hand over one of her breasts, Rex said, “He never noticed these and how succulent they are?” Trailing his hand down to her sleeping womanhood he pressed, “He never noticed this treasure and how much fire burns in here?” Kissing her swollen lips, he whispered, “He never noticed how delectable you taste? Like honey and berries and ripe passion fruit?”
“He never noticed,” Natalya whispered shakily, unnerved by the intensity of Rex’s words. Eager to learn about him, she inquired, “What about you? Why on earth would a man like you be alone for six years?”
Rex furrowed his brow as though he were mulling over what to reveal. Grimly, he told her the truth. “My wife died six years ago while giving birth to our first baby. The baby died as well.”
Immediately, Natalya thought she understood why Rex would have isolated himself for so many years, but he wasn’t finished with his story. Gazing at the fireplace with a faraway expression in his eyes, he unveiled, “I was so distraught over the loss. She and I had lived in a house in the village, but I couldn’t stay there without her. So I came to the woods and built this cabin.”
“You built this cabin all by yourself?” She asked, amazed.
He brushed off her reaction and said, “I’m a woodworker by trade. Building a cabin is easy for someone in my profession.”
“And you’ve been here all alone since losing your wife?”
“Yes. That’s when the rumors started,” he said gloomily.
“What rumors?” She asked with a sinking heart, anticipating what he was about to say.
“Rumors that I’m a beast. I never smiled anymore, never talked to anyone. So people started saying that I had a beast of a personality. That description somehow cannonballed into the whole village claiming I’m as ugly as a beast. Physically. All these years, people have talked about me like I’m some kind of hunchback ogre. You’re not the first one to come into the forest looking for the beast.”
Natalya felt plagued with guilt. How could she have believed such tawdry rumors? She shook her head sadly and caressed Rex’s stubbled cheek. “How horrible. I mean, your loss was awful enough. But how could the villagers be so cruel as to invent gossip about you?”
“It’s human nature,” he answered vaguely. “So when you came looking for the beast today, I guess you did find him after all.”
“No, I didn’t!” She protested vehemently. “Oh, I feel so silly for believing the rumors. Although, I have to say, if it weren’t for the rumors, I don’t think we ever would have met.”
He contemplated this for a moment before nodding. “This is true. And I’m so grateful you found me, Natalya. My sanity was hanging by a string before tonight.”
Tucked in his arms, she felt somehow safe. Mellow. Protected. “So you want me to stay the night?”
“Of course! I’m not letting you go,” he declared, folding her firmly in his embrace and resting his head inside the nook of her neck.
As the fire danced on, the strangers/lovers slowly drifted to sleep. In the morning, Natalya awoke with a chill running up her spine. The fireplace was cold, and Rex was not at her side. Sitting up in alarm, she swaddled the blanket more tightly around her and wondered where he had gone. Clutching the quilt to her bosom, she stood up and scanned the cabin for any sight of Rex. The cabin was gravely silent except for the sound of her own breathing.
FREEDOM
Natalya rushed over to the window and searched fruitlessly for Rex. All she saw in the forest were a few scavenging birds and an overwhelming maze of trees.
Swallowing anxiously, she called out, “Rex?”
Her voice echoed unnervingly in the empty cabin as she dared to open the front door. Was he playing some kind of game with her? Why would he abandon her in his own home after the addictive passion they had shared? With every moment of his absence, Natalya felt a heat gather between her legs as she longed to feel him inside of her again. The soreness last night was just temporary, and now she felt in full bloom.
“Rex?” She shouted again, stepping outside the door and looking frantically around her.
From afar, the sound of an axe grinding down on a slab of wood filled the cool morning air. She listened expectantly and began walking in the direction of the chopping. A quarter of a mile away, she found Rex pulverizing a tree with his axe. He was shirtless and magnificent, just the way she had discovered him yesterday.
“Rex,” she said imploringly. “Why did you leave me alone in the cabin?”
The woodcutter turned and slammed the axe on the forest floor. “Why did you follow me out here, Natalya?”
“Because I want you…” she said softly as his face twitched with restrained desire. “And I thought you wanted me too.”
“Of course I do. I just didn’t want to be too demanding of your body. You seemed so drained last night,” he said with a mixture of compassion and raw need.
She smiled sweetly and assured him, “I’m just not used to that kind of passion. But I’m like new this morning. And I want you right now. Take me right here in the forest.”
In a single motion, he whipped the blanket from her body, leaving her naked under his perusal. His eyes never leaving her body, he lay the blanket on a bed of leaves and pine needles.
Belligerently, she grabbed the blanket and knotted it into a ball. Throwing the ball under a tree, she said, “I want to feel nothing but your body and the earth. I don’t need a blanket. I need you inside of me. If it’s rough, all the better.”
Triumphantly, he grabbed her and explored her body with impatient hands, relearning the luscious curves he had just discovered last sunset. Her breasts stood up proudly in the dawn light, and he molded them in his hands, pinching the rosebuds on top and kissing her lips as he did so.
Laughing, she snatched her lips away and walked in the other direction, tossing a seductive wink over her shoulder. He watched in excitement as she stopped at a towering evergreen tree and placed her palms against the trunk. Standing with her ankles apart and sticking her buttocks in the air, she silently invited him to take her in this position.
Breathlessly, he came up behind her and grazed her delicate neck with his teeth as he entered her from behind. Her canyon was instantly full with his exceptional size. He felt even harder this morning than he had last night, if that was possible. She pushed her buttocks against his balls as he placed one hand on the small of her back and pushed wildly into her.
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