MatingRitual

by Ruby Storm

  Her attention snapped back as Jaggar reached out a hand and waited. She tentatively clasped it and let him guide her from the tub. He took another cloth and gently wiped the beads of water from her skin. Kella chewed nervously on her lower lip, then bit down more firmly to halt the surprised gasp that rose in her throat. Though the soft cloth was a barrier between her sensitive skin and the tender yet masculine hands, her skin heated with sensual warmth. She closed her eyes and her stomach spasmed when one of his large hands rested on her bare ass as he patted the sparse hair between her legs in the front. And then suddenly it was gone. Her eyes snapped open to watch him step into the tub and quickly wash himself with the same cloth she’d used. Mesmerized, she watched until he stepped from the dirtied water, her eyes drawn to the still-massive cock between his legs as he dried himself.

  Finished, Jaggar reached for her hand and led her across the room to a raised circular dais lined with layers of soft animal skins. The monumental size of the sleeping area shocked her. The platform was almost as large as the tented shelters built by her countrymen.

  “Lie down on your back, Kella,” he commanded.

  “I—”

  “Kella,” he stated firmly. “Do as I say.”

  The commanding tone of his voice held no recourse—and the whispered heat of his remembered touch drugged her mind. She sank onto the furred pelts and rolled to her back. Maybe he wouldn’t mate with her. Mating happened when she was on all fours with head down, subservient and willing without resistance.

  He climbed up beside her. Once settled, he stroked her velvety skin over the smooth plane of her chest, over firm breasts and across a gently turned hip, on down the outside of one thigh, around a knee and upward again.

  The air shot from Kella’s lungs when his fingers followed the creased line of her damp cunt.

  “Spread your legs wider.” His hoarse whisper swirled about her as Kella struggled to discover the reason why a fire ignited deep inside by the touch of his trailing finger through her feminine lips. No man had ever instilled that reaction—a yearning so deep it settled strangely in her gut, an alarming ache and pitiful desire to have him stroke harder and more resolutely. He stopped at the threshold of her woman’s hole and lightly flicked the layers of skin nestling around it. Her hips rose upward with a will of their own. She uttered a slight gasp of surprise as her stomach contracted tightly.

  Yes, Kella had mated with the men of her clan. It did not matter what the women were about, whether chores or meal preparation. When a male held his cock and pointed at the ground, the females would assume the position face down with knees spread. It was a law to be obeyed. When their grunting was finished, Kella, like the other women, would wash the creamy liquid from between her legs and eat the ragweed to keep her belly from swelling with a child. Only those females whom the Supreme Council declared mated with a certain male after Purification Rites were allowed to let their bellies swell. All others would be beaten. Most never lived another day.

  Kella’s teeth latched onto her lip as a strange heat whispered through her blood. Yes, she had been right to understand Jaggar must truly be a Shaman and working his strange magic to make her feel as she did now.

  He leaned forward and pressed his mouth against hers. Again, a fluttering inside her chest—the same she felt when bound earlier and he’d ground his lips against her mouth. This sort of physical touching was foreign and strange, yet enjoyable.

  She tilted her slender neck to better offer her mouth to his and was rewarded with the tingling sensation of gentle nibbles against her bottom lip.

  “Open your mouth,” he commanded.

  When she did, his tongue immediately danced against hers. Kella discovered how pleasurable it was to have his warm breath in her nostrils while the sweet invasion of his tongue drew at a deep need she struggled to understand.

  “What…what are you doing?” she moaned innocently between the gentle sweeps.

  “I’m kissing you. You have never been kissed?”

  Her head wagged slightly.

  “Then let us enjoy.”

  His breath warmed her cheek as he whispered. His tongue was back immediately to swipe along her lip and find haven in her mouth once more.

  Again her heart leaped as he caressed her woman’s hole at the same time. Her knees spread wider. She wanted…she wanted something more. A bit of relief came when he inserted something inside her. Kella found it difficult to breath, to keep her mind on the pleasurable sensation his lips evoked because now her stomach jumped with the sweet fire between her legs. There was no pain. Only this strange wonder.

  She broke the contact of his mouth, rose on her elbows and strained to see what he was doing between her legs. Jaggar’s two fingers were buried inside her, the tips vanishing, the roughened knuckles following only to suddenly appear again, wet and shiny with her cream.

  “What…what are you doing now?” He was inside her body, yet she felt no regret or hatred.

  “I’m preparing you.” His head cocked to the side as he stared down. “Has anyone ever done this to you?”

  The pleasure his roughened fingertips imparted was too new, far too thrilling whether she understood the reasoning behind it or not. She could not answer as she was swept along, concentrating only on his magical fingers that induced a slow burn through her blood.

  “I asked you a question.”

  Her head wagged slowly again as she dragged her gaze to his. “No…”

  “No man has ever done this to you? Have you mated?”

  “Yes,” she moaned lightly as her head sank back to the bed. She planted her splayed feet firmly against the furs she lay on.

  “And yet…” he stated with a shake of his head. “You have mated but know nothing of what I do.”

  She watched his brow furrow as he continued to reach inside her. His hand stilled, and then he pulled his fingers from her dripping cunt. Kella wanted to reach out, grab his hand and guide it back between her legs but remained still as he moved from her side, rose to his knees and towered over her small form. His gaze settled on the furred crease at the apex of her thighs, surprisingly heating her blood further. As she stared up, Kella felt a pearly drop of liquid slip from her hole. Her eyes widened in shock when he reached out, dabbed at the drop and licked his finger with a look of relish in his eyes. She was fascinated.

  “Show me how you mate, Kella.”

  “How…how I mate?”

  “How do you position yourself?”

  With weakened limbs, she pushed herself upright to a sitting position. Kella had been trained from an early age to obey the men of the clan, but this…this dark-skinned man was not one of her kind. She would do what he asked because his magic was too strong, but she found it hard to make her arms and legs obey. She started when his growling voice roiled around her.

  “Show me how you mate!”

  Tentatively, Kella drew her knees up as she twisted to brace herself over straightened arms. Once she was on all fours, she lowered her forehead to the soft fur and spread her knees. Her firm buttocks protruded upward and her cunt splayed wide.

  Chapter Four

  Jaggar’s mouth sagged in amazement. He had heard tales of these different clans, of how a warrior most times rarely ever took a woman as a lifelong mate. How women were only used as vessels for personal sexual pleasure, a way to rid themselves of the raging lust that rested in their souls since the beginning of time. But he thought the custom had long since disappeared along with the many clans they’d driven from the land.

  Many of his Stonemen brothers would steal women to play with, but eventually they all would take a specific mate to propagate their numbers, choosing that one woman to treat gently and form a cherished bond. She would be provided for and honored with respect. Offspring would eventually be born and their clan would thrive into the future. Never did any of his clan keep a female as a slave. Any female brought to reside within the stone walls was given food, protection and a roof over her head.


  Jaggar’s cock ached for release. He could easily bend the white-haired woman to his will and mate her hard until he spilled his seed, but that was not the way he would take this particular female. Earlier, Crete wagered the woman would fight him the entire night and would only cease the struggle when Jaggar’s continual fucking finally bested her into exhaustion.

  Most times that was how the scenario played out. Whether the woman was a captive or one of the many hired prostitutes used only for fucking and pleasure, it did not matter. Jaggar played with them all, never experiencing the urge to mate for life again. It was something he never thought would happen. He had opened his heart once, only to have it shredded to pieces by the death of the one he once loved. He had silently vowed never to place himself in that situation again.

  Things were far changed on this evening, far different with this white-haired woman who unknowingly reached out to him at the water’s edge. He wanted this mating ritual to be different. For all the years he’d been alone, Jaggar had never entered a woman’s cunt, mouth or ass with any amount of caring.

  But Kella? He would not mate this one then hand her off as he waited for his next conquest. He would claim her heart as his and protect her always. He had made that decision before bringing her into his home. He was certain for the second time in his life he’d found another mate to live by his side forever. The anticipation of the coming hours sizzled within his gut.

  His cock throbbed hard as he reveled in the imagined moment of what it would feel like once he slipped inside her. But as his gaze flowed over her slim body, her tight ass, and settled on her open cunt ready and waiting, he knew he would make her body sing time after time until she begged for more. He would begin the bonding between their souls, a true mating ritual, because with this woman it could be no other way.

  He crawled closer and placed a hand upon her spine. Deep in thought, he followed the slim line of her back upward until his fingers stroked the base of her neck.

  “Will you mate with me now?” she whispered with a shaking voice against the furs.

  He heard the trepidation quiver within her words, yet she did not seem fearful.

  Jaggar smoothed a palm across her skin until it rested upon her trembling flank. “I have so much to teach you.” He bent forward and pressed his lips against the curve of one ass cheek, his fingertips tracing across the taut skin of the other. “And now you will have your first lesson. In my clan, a woman enjoys when a man touches her here.” His fingers tripped down her crack until he massaged her cunt lips.

  Her body trembled harder and her forehead lolled against the soft furs of the mating bed.

  “When we take a chosen female to our bed, we do not mate with her until we know she is wet and ready to receive us.” He moved behind her, positioned himself between her knees. His hands massaged the fine globes of her ass before spreading her furred lips with the fingers of one hand and stroking the line of her cunt with another. “Already you are wet with desire, but you do not understand why.”

  He could not help himself. He bent forward and licked her female heat. The woman’s entire body jumped at the touch. His large hand immediately tightened on her hip to hold her steady when she trembled and dipped away. His tongue laved through her wet slit again. “You taste as a woman should, yet you have never experienced a woman’s pleasure. That is about to change.”

  Slowly, he slipped two fingers into the hot tunnel of her cunt and stroked her clit with the fingers of his opposite hand. She expelled a low groan as her hips swayed.

  “Do you want me to stop?”

  Her long tresses danced across the animal furs as she rolled her head. “No… I don’t understand…”

  “You will soon understand the heat that overtakes you, Kella. Let it singe your insides. Let it flow through you. I will not hurt you.”

  Jaggar moved closer. With her brow against the mattress, the position forced her ass cheeks wide. She whimpered her displeasure when he pulled his fingers from her cunt to spread her cheeks wider. Leaning forward, he whipped his tongue against the puckered ring of her ass, lapping at it as her hips began to circle in wondering response. His thumbs slipped down the edges of her ass crack until they plunged back inside her cunt to spread her hole wide. His tongue soon followed, lapping at the sweet cream and licking her cunt until her body jerked sporadically. Kella screamed softly when three fingers replaced his plunging thumbs.

  Jaggar’s fingers plunged deep, feeling her muscles squeeze tightly around them. His tongue delved into her puckered hole, darting and teasing and chasing the path of her rotating hips, never letting her escape.

  Kella squirmed beneath the sensual onslaught, her mind jumping from the physical touch of his hands and tongue to the burgeoning flame that flickered stronger and deeper inside her belly. She wanted to crawl from the intense fire, to recapture her loathing, her fear, but his moist tongue filled her hole. She floated on the edge of…of what? His fingers stretched her cunt wide. She gasped loudly as the chill of the room rushed over her heated lower body. Her breasts ached as her nipples scraped across the furry animal pelts beneath her.

  The shudder started deep inside her, frightening her beyond belief, but she welcomed it within her mind. The fire burst through her veins until she could only hear the blood pounding inside her ears. Kella grunted and ground backward, weak, needing to collapse to her belly, but Jaggar held her in place upon her knees, his fingers filling her, his tongue driving her to the edge of reason as it slipped into her ass, fanning the engulfing flame on and on until finally the tremors slowed. Her hips dipped away but she could not escape the blaze that licked her core, weakening her limbs until she felt as if she floated on water.

  His clutching grip loosened and she fell limply to the bed’s surface. He continued to finger her as he bit at the soft skin of her ass. She was helpless to struggle against his strength when he flipped her to her back, jerked open her legs and nipped lightly at the soft fur-covered lips. Kella was more than willing as she nuzzled her cunt firmly to his seeking mouth.

  He spread her lips and laved her wet slit. From her asshole to her clit, he lapped until her hips surged upward. His tongue found her cunt hole, whipping in and out of it until her entire lower body swayed with the hot rhythm he set. His sharp teeth were back, biting at her tender mons until his mouth wrapped around the swollen bud of her clit, pulling at it, flicking his tongue harder with each moan that escaped her throat. He guided her legs up and over his shoulders as his mouth pinned her surging hips to the bedding beneath them.

  Over and over he suckled her clit, then hard licks that set her hips thrusting upward and forced low whimpers from her throat. When his tongue moved back to enter her cunt once more, his thumb rolled her swollen clit. A finger prodded at the tight opening of her ass.

  Kella’s head rolled wildly when he stroked upward and into her rectum. He filled her ass and once again, he knew the uncontrollable fire burst free inside her. Her entire body bucked upward. She screamed helplessly as wave after wave of what he hoped was utter heat swallowed her. Her slim fingers clawed at his scalp to hold his mouth close.

  Jaggar breathed deeply of the musky perfume of her body as he played with her, the sweet female scent swelling his nostrils until he could no longer stave off the intense throbbing of his cock. He reared up onto his knees and, grasping her by the soft flesh at her hips, he yanked her upright until she straddled his lap. His gaze burned into hers. He cupped her ass and lifted her higher until only a mere breath separated their mouths. His lip curled upward as he took in the glazed look of wonder in her sky-blue eyes, vowing she would never want the strange and encompassing pleasure to end.

  “And now we will join. Our mating ritual will be complete.”

  Adjusting her position, he lowered her to his veined penis, easily broached her wet opening with the smooth tip of his cock and watched her eyes shutter sensuously as he guided her down his staff.

  Kella’s cunt stretched tightly as he filled her. His hand wound
through her damp hair, his fingers circling the back of her head as his opposite arm banded about her tiny waist. Tilting his head, he kissed her passionately and moved his hips in silent invitation.

  Kella whimpered as he filled her cunt. He thrust upward and his mind filled with joy the moment he understood instinct pulled at her soul. The muscles of her thighs bunched and she met each stroke with a downward grind of her hips. She followed the magic, squeezing her tight sheath around him. She bounced on his rigid cock and sucked at his searing lips, her fingers racing through the thickness of his black hair. Her breasts flattened against his chest by the innate power of his arm, his nipples sensitized by the friction of her musky skin against him.

  “Do you feel the heat?” Jaggar growled out as his fingertip stroked her ass.

  “Yes! Yes…I…don’t stop!”

  He guided her off his lap and onto her back, the entire time keeping his cock sheathed inside her welcoming heat. She groaned beneath him as he grasped her ankles and drew her legs upward and wide. Her cunt sucked at him, holding him inside, milking him.

  Jaggar rammed his thick penis into her wet heat time after time until her body spasmed crazily and hot, feminine rhythmic pulses drew at his staff. His frenzied strokes increased in speed until he gasped, pinned her hips tightly against the bed and spilled come in hot spurts. Goose bumps rippled up his arms as he drained himself inside the fire they’d created.

  He stayed where he was for a short time, keeping his penis buried until her muscles stilled. With a sigh, he forced himself to pull his cock from her sweat-slicked body and sprawled onto his back, catching his breath, amazed how his heart rapped inside his chest. Hearing her harsh intakes of breath, he rolled his head in her direction. Kella’s eyes were closed but her breasts seemed to swell with each gasp of air she sucked in. Her legs were still stretched wide. His gaze roved over her slim body, stopping at her cunt, wet and swollen from their mating.