The Princess and the Lumberjack

by H L Muller

  "We need to stop, Darlin'."

  "Why?" I pant, out of breath from our kissing, my face flushed with pleasure.

  "Believe me Darlin', I want to keep going. But if we keep kissing, something is going to happen, and I don't want your first time to be on a forest floor."

  "What about what I want, Ika?"

  "And what is it you want?" he growls; eyes still bright with his desire.

  I know I can be myself and trust Ika with everything. So, taking a deep breath, I let the words fall out, my hands still running through his hair. The leather band that had been keeping it tied up had fallen out underneath my roaming fingers, and it is all loose and free for me to enjoy now.

  "You, Ika. I want you."

  At my declaration, Ika's lips crash back to mine, while pushing me back gently. Without breaking the kiss, and with some awkward manoeuvring of my legs, I end up laying down on my bedroll with Ika half on top of me.

  Ika's hands roam up from my waist to my face, cupping it gently while he pulls back to look at me again.

  "What do you want, Darlin'?" His voice husky with desire.

  "I want to feel good, Ika. I want you to make me feel good, for us both to." Desire lacing my voice.

  He growls again, and I chuckle lightly. Leaning down to brush his lips against my ear, he whispers, "Darlin', I will make you feel the best you've ever felt." Grazing his teeth against my earlobe, he places a small kiss behind my ear, before kissing gently down my neck. I sigh in pleasure. No one has ever touched me like this, but after Ika, no one else ever would.

  "Only you, Ika." I whisper. He looks up, his sea green eyes meeting my gaze from where he is currently kissing my neck. "I am yours Ika, only yours, eternally yours."

  If possible, his eyes heat even more at my words. He continues kissing down my neck, trailing down to the top of my jacket. His hands came up to the buttons as he kneels over me, pausing he looks back at me.

  "You're sure, Darlin'?" I nod, filled with nerves and anticipation, not trusting myself to speak. "Stop me anytime, okay?" I smile and nod again.

  His fingers made quick work of my buttons, undoing them until my jacket hangs open, and he can see my white camisole. My breasts heave with my laboured breathing. Ika resumes kissing my neck, moving down to skim his nose across my collar bone, and placing a kiss at the hollow of my throat. He groans as his hands cup both my breasts. I am not small, but not large, either. As I was unable to ride with a corset, I had not been wearing one when I left the Palace. I only had the built-in shelf bra on the camisole. That, combined with the tight fit of the riding jacket and my average size, allowed me to be secure while riding.

  I felt Ika grow harder against my leg, as he pinches my nipples through my camisole. I shift slightly, and Ika sat back on his heels, taking the time to look down and admire me. I use the absence of his body to sit up and remove my jacket, meeting Ika's eyes as I pull the camisole over my head. Bare to the waist, Ika's gaze does not leave mine. He keeps looking me in the eye, leaning back into me as he takes my mouth in another passionate kiss. Ika presses me back down into the bedroll, positioning himself to lie directly on top of me this time. I shift my legs under my skirt, giving him space to lie between them.

  We moan in unison as we feel his cock press against my centre. Even through all our clothing I can feel his throbbing hardness as his hips grind into me. Using one arm to keep his weight off me, Ika's other hand reaches between us to fondle my breast. I cannot stop the sounds of ecstasy leave my mouth, the feel of his calloused palm rubbing against my sensitive skin and peaked nipple it's almost too much for me to handle. Needing more, I reach my hands down, pulling my skirt up to sit around my waist, minimising the clothing between us. Ika moans in pleasure as his restrained cock rubs against my white satin panties. Shifting back to his knees, he looks down at the wetness visible through the fabric. His hands move to my inner thighs, thumbs brushing at the edge of my panties.

  "You okay with this Darlin'?" His heated voice is filled with both his kindness and desire.

  I nod. "I need you, Ika. Please?"

  I can see his cock pulse against his pants at my words.

  "I'm still not gonna fuck you for the first time on the forest floor," my heart soars at the same time my stomach sinks at his words. Before I have a chance to respond, Ika continues "but I'll make you feel good, Darlin'."

  His hands continue their roaming, running up and down my thighs, tormenting me.

  "Please, Ika?" I beg my desperation clear, eyes closing in anticipation. I am not sure how much more of this sweet torture I can take.

  I feel his hands run up my outer legs. When he reaches my panties, he slips his fingers to hook under the fabric, pulling it with him as he brushed down my legs. I hear his breath catch as my pussy is bared to him. I open my eyes to find him holding my panties in one hand, making eye contact with me, he inhales deeply before his eyes close on a groan.

  I grow wetter thinking about what the scent of me on my panties could be doing to him. His eyes spring open, and I can see his hunger for me flash in his eyes. Dropping my panties from his face, he leans forward and kisses the top of my pubic bone. He slowly moves his kisses down over my mound until he meets my pussy lips. Inhaling my scent again, he blows directly onto my clit, causing me to shiver in delight. Then his warm breath is replaced with his hot wet mouth, sucking on my clit. Needing something to hold on to, I reach down and twine my hands in his hair, simultaneously holding it off his face and holding his face to my pussy. I can feel his tongue dart out and circle my clit before licking up and down my slit.

  Looking down our eyes meet, watching each other as he devours my pussy. My walls contract and I feel so empty clenching around nothing.

  "More, please." I moan out.

  Tingles brake out across my body as his hand skims up my inner thigh, before meeting his lips at my core. He moans into me, the vibration drawing my centre tighter. I am going to explode with pleasure. Swiping his finger though my wetness, he begins circling my tight hole.

  "Ohhhh, I-Ika!" I exclaim, "That’s so intense. Ah, I'm so close!"

  His finger slips into me, and I pulse at his entrance, my pussy trying to suck him deeper into me.

  "Oh fuck! You are so tight, Darlin'. Does this greedy little pussy feel good, Darlin'? Do you like feeling me in you?"

  "Ikaaaaaa, I'm… I’m gonna…" I say through my moans.

  My hips shift as I pull his head back to my pussy. The second his lips kiss my clit I shatter. My whole-body quakes, my back arches and heat spreads from my centre as I explode on his face and finger. Ika continues kissing, licking and stroking me until I sag back to the bedroll, coming down from my high. Ika crawls over me, kissing me senseless, allowing me to taste myself. I break the kiss and pull back to meet his gaze.

  "Did you like cummin' on my face, Darlin'?"

  His dirty words make me blush, even after what we just did, "Yes, Ika, you make me feel better than I have ever felt, than I have ever been able to make myself feel."

  He lets out a small grunt and hangs his head, leaning against my chest. "You are gonna be the death of me, woman."

  "Can I touch you now? Can you teach me how to make you feel that good?" I don’t give him the chance to respond, reaching my hand down, cupping his cock through his pants. I move my hand, rubbing up and down his long shaft. He moans as his hips instinctively buck into my hand.

  Ika lifts his hand, and begins kissing one breast while massaging the other, while his cock continues to grind into my hand. Brazenly I slide my other hand up under his shirt and run my fingers over his hard-defined muscles, dipping down to undo his pants.

  Ika bucks as my fingertips meet his bare cock. I wrap both of my hands around the soft velvety skin and squeezed him gently.

  "What you do want, Ika?" I ask, repeating his earlier words back to him.

  "I want you to make me feel good, Darlin'." He murmurs against my breast, echoing me.

  "Teach me, Ika. Tell me what to d
o."

  "Tighten your grip a little, Darlin'. Mmm. Yes, like that. Now move your hands up and down my cock." I stroke his cock, feeling his heart beating pulse against my palm. I swipe my hand up and press my thumb into the flatness under his head, swiping my thumb across the pre-cum that had started to seep out of his cock. Leaving one hand rubbing his cock, Ika watches as I pull his pre-cum up to my mouth and lick it off my thumb. The moment it hits my lips, his cock explodes, his cum covering my hands.

  Twenty-Four

  Removing his shirt, Ika wipes his cum off both himself and me.

  "Come on, Darlin', we should probably go and clean up."

  Ika stands tucking himself back into his pants. He looks down at me, still sprawled on the floor mostly naked, and groans.

  "Darlin', you are so breathtaking."

  Ika leans down to help me stand, and I begin putting my clothing to rights.

  "Don't worry too much, Darlin', it's all gonna come off again when we get to the stream."

  Once my clothing was somewhat covering my body, I take Ika's hand, and we walk down to the stream. It is still very dark, but I can see the world starting to brighten with the sun over the horizon. As we get to the rock bed, Ika stops and faces me. Still shirtless, my hands drift up to lay on his bare chest, lightly playing with his chest hair. Ika kisses my nose, my cheeks and my mouth. His kiss is possessive and filled with tender care.

  Ika's hands rise to my shoulders, and he pushes off my jacket. My hands falling to my sides so the jacket can drop to the floor. Ika's hands find my waist, lifting my camisole over my head, leaving me bare to the waist again. Before Ika kept undressing me, I reach down and undo his pants. He allows them to fall to the ground while stepping out of his boots. Naked, Ika’s attention returns back to me. I turn around showing him how to undo my skirt, holding my hand to allow me to step out of them. Ika leans down and skims my panties down and over my boots, kneeling to remove my boots and stockings.

  Standing naked in the open is a new experience for me. I feel like I should be self-conscious, or cautious of who could be watching, and yet instead I felt safe. I always feel safe and whole in Ika's presence. Ika leads me into the stream. I did not notice that Ika had grabbed the soap bar until he was lathering me up within the shallow water. We don’t speak as we gently wash and caress each other, showing our emotions through physical touch. Ika sits down in the water and I wash, and finger brush his hair. I love his hair. I do not think a day would go by where I will not want to touch it, to run my fingers through his hair and feel it tickle my palm.

  Washed and clean again, we sit on the same rocks I had sat on yesterday morning. I am still processing everything that has happened in the last forty-eight hours. So much has happened, my life has changed completely. Sitting on the rocks with Ika, I feel a peace settle over me. Ika is my home. I watch as Ika braid his hair, and then enjoy the feeling of him braiding mine. Once we have air dried enough, we help each other dress, and make our way back to the campground.

  "Get some sleep, Darlin'. We will leave in a few hours."

  "Will you lay with me, Ika?" He grins and nods at me, pulling our bedrolls to be next to each other and lay down cuddling into Ika's side.

  ***

  The sound of hooves trampling through the forest wakes us both. The sky is bright with the morning sun, and I think we have been asleep for a few hours. Ika jumps to his feet.

  "Is that the King's Guard?" He whispers to me.

  "It can't be, can it? Not so soon!" I whisper back. Whether it is the King's Guard or someone else, we don't need to alert them to our location. I had been so caught up in Ika, his touch and his body, I forgot that we are escaping from the Palace and that Harrison will be after us.

  Scrambling, we collect all our possessions and quickly shove them into Stormy's saddlebags. I untie Stormy and begin leading her away from the clearing and the sounds of hooves that woke us up. As I have concealed us in the bushes, I hear two men enter our clearing.

  "This campsite looks fresh," a deep gruff voice spoke.

  "The fire isn't though. It's about a day old," replied a strained voice. Making me glad we hadn’t bothered to light a fire this time.

  "It could have been where they stayed on their way to the Palace."

  "Well that's not much use to us, is it? We need to know where they have gone now, not where they were yesterday."

  I look over at Ika, who is crouched behind a tree, trying to keep his large frame from being seen through the dense bushes. I can tell Ika was cursing himself for not being more alert to our surroundings, thinking that this could have been avoided if we left earlier or continued last night.

  "The forest is littered with guards, Ika, what are we going to do?" I whisper to Ika, aware that we are not far from the clearing the guards are still in.

  "I don't know, Darlin'. Have you got any ideas?"

  The two guards start to walk back in the direction they had entered the clearing from.

  "We have to lose them before we go home," I watch Ika's face light up with a giant grin at the word 'home', realising it is the first time I have called his place home. "We can't lead them there, but we can lead them somewhere else!"

  I bend down and, gathering my skirts in my hands, I begin ripping pieces off.

  "What are you doing?"

  "We need to leave a trail. Do you know how to get to the Silent Wood from here?"

  "You want to escape into the Silent Wood?"

  "No! I want to lead them to the wood, so they get trapped! Keep up."

  Ika’s gaze appraises me like he had never seen me before.

  "Okay, Darlin'."

  Ika helps me up onto Stormy. It is much easier now my skirt has been ripped up to my thighs. Ika positions himself behind me on Stormy and takes the reins.

  "I'll steer her, you can start your trail."

  Walking at a slow pace, I lean over Ika's arm, placing pieces of my skirts on bushes and branches. Letting a few pieces fall to the ground behind us. It is a shorter walk than I thought it would be to arrive at the edge of the Silent Wood. We dismount from Stormy, and Ika shows me the point in the bushes where the Silent Wood begins. Not wanting to risk getting too close to the forest, I began scrunching up pieces and throwing them into the branches. Happy there were enough pieces within the Silent Wood to lure the guards in, I let Ika lead me to hide a few metres away from our trail to wait for the guards.

  "I found something!" A guard calls out. He must have found my trail.

  A second guard replies, "It leads that way! Quickly, men!"

  The forest is suddenly full of the sounds of horses neighing, hooves trampling and men shouting as they run to follow the trail.

  We sink further into our crouch as we hear the men approach. Not wanting to draw their attention away from the trail, I hold my breath, not even daring to whisper to Ika. I watch in shock as ten guards run past us and into the Silent Wood without hesitating or checking their surroundings.

  As they disappear from sight, Ika picks me up and swings me around.

  "You are amazing, Darlin'." I blush and kiss him passionately on his mouth, losing myself within his kiss. Ika breaks the kiss first, leaning back to look at me as he places my feet back on the ground.

  "We should get home, Darlin', before any other guards come looking for us."

  "Okay Ika, take me home."

  We mount back up on Stormy, and Ika wraps his arms around my waist as he takes the reins again. I place my hands on his forearms, lightly playing with the hair there. Ika leans in to kiss me on the side of my neck as he looks over my shoulder and starts Stormy off galloping. My mind spins with thoughts about the guard's arrival. Would Harrison really be hunting us down for the rest of our lives? Was it fair to ask Ika to go through all of that for me?

  Twenty-Five

  IKA

  Having my Darlin' Trudy pressed against me has to be the best feeling in the world. The curves of her body fit perfectly against me as we ride Stormy home. I feel Tr
udy sigh out a deep breath.

  "Is something wrong, Darlin'?"

  "Harrison isn't going to stop, Ika. He will be after us forever. Are you sure you want to deal with that, just for me?"

  "Trudy, Darlin', I know we haven't known each other long. Fuck we barely know each other at all. But my soul knows you, reaches for you. I am sure with every cell in my body that I am yours, and if that means dealing with your crazy brother, then that is what we will do. Together."

  Trudy tilts her head back and looked up at me.

  "How did I get to be so lucky? What did I do to deserve to find you?"

  "I think you got that the other way around, Darlin'. I'm not sure what I did to deserve showing up on my doorstep."

  Stormy enters the clearing where my pride and joy is held. I had built this cabin with my father just after we left the Palace. It took us a good while to get everything to my mother's wishes, but it was our first real family home.

  It looks like a standard log cabin in the woods, and while it was a log cabin it is far from standard. The house stretches out to hold four large bedrooms, a living, dining and sitting room, kitchen and outdoor shaded area.

  "Welcome home, Darlin'."

  Trudy lets out a sigh, smile spreading out across her face. "Home."

  Epilogue

  KING HARRISON

  "What do you mean, the guards haven't returned?" I question Joseph, the captain of my guard. He is a stocky man, roughly the same height as me, with skin tanned from years in the sun, and pale blonde hair. His blue eyes shine, brightening his face.

  "There have been no reports of the men since they entered the woods yesterday, Your Majesty." Joseph reports back in a short and clipped manner.

  "Any word or sighting of my sister?" I continue.

  As Joseph opens his mouth to speak, Evalyn emerges from behind a pillar, "Your sister, Your Majesty? Is that what all this fuss is over? Don't tell me you have actually found her?"