by Dawn Ryder
Janus caught her clit with his mouth and sucked her. Hawk leaned down to seal their lips together as her body erupted into a pulsing wave of delight. Her hips bucked beneath the hot mouth pulling on her sex and Hawk sent his tongue deep into her mouth as her pussy demanded to be filled as well. A moment later Janus thrust two of his fingers into her body and she jerked as climax once again began to twist her into a knot of tension. Janus fucked her with his fingers as his tongue flickered over her clit. Hawk broke off their kiss as he gently pinched a nipple.
“Come, Tova. Let Janus taste you.”
Her body obeyed. Tova gasped in shock as climax rippled through her along with Hawk’s voice. Her temper tried to simmer but the bliss coating her senses was too thick. Pleasure was more important than pride. Hawk gently kissed her mouth as she panted. The hard glitter of determination hit her before he softened his face with a grin.
“Good girl.”
There was a flash of light from the clearing they had left and Janus jerked his head up to investigate it. The deep sound of the festival kettle drums followed the light and Janus grinned at her. “The fire dancers are starting. Jubak is dancing tonight. You don’t want to miss him.” He stroked her slit one last time before placing the pleasure beads back against her clit. “But I’d like to miss it and stay right here.”
“She is still too tight.” Hawk’s voice was hard as he turned to look at Janus. The other male stroked her thigh before nodding agreement.
Her body was free a moment later. Hawk scooped her off the ground as Janus picked up her robe and shook it. She was sat on her feet before Hawk took over dressing her. Janus watched with bright eyes as her robe was closed back up and her breasts hidden from his sight.
“Your body is perfect.” Janus’ voice was thick with need and he shook his body as he forced himself to move back a step.
Hawk cupped her face. “You are perfect.” His mouth gently landed on hers and he lingered over the kiss. A bright flash of light made him chuckle as he lifted his head.
“The festival won’t wait on us. Too bad, I like it out here.”
Tova laughed as she realized she liked it too. Maybe too much, but her body certainly enjoyed being between the two males. It was very surprising because she had never even considered having two lovers at the same time. “I’m getting accustomed to it.”
Hawk grinned at her comment. His face relaxed and she recognized that he had been worried about this moment, concerned that she would reject his need to share her with Janus. She was still unsure just what to think of it, but she did enjoy it. That was definitely proven.
“Good.”
Hawk caught her hand and pulled her towards the clearing once again. Tova jerked to a halt after three steps. Sweat beaded on her forehead as the beads strung on her harness glided through her slit. Her clit sent the pleasure through her body and she looked at the distance yet to cover with a deep frown on her face.
“Come, Tova, do you think you are the only female in harness tonight?” Hawk slipped a hard arm around her waist and eased her forward. She took slow steps and the beads rubbed against her clit as she moved.
“That does not mean I enjoy it.”
“You will.” Hawk kept her moving as pleasure zipped into her pussy and she felt more fluid ease down to her slit.
“Simple for a male to say.” She was being cross but did not care. Both Hunters were wearing smug grins while she was tormented with each step.
“All women wear harness while dancing trigol. Why do you think it is the end of the celebration?” Hawk laughed at the shock on her face. He stopped and stroked her hot cheek. “After swaying with the drums you will be eager to return to some place far more private.”
“So you are hoping.” She wasn’t willing to grant him so much confidence. It was still her choice.
“Many couples fuck right on the grounds.” Janus was harsh and his face was stern when she turned her gaze to his. “Some claim to enjoy the public display.”
Hawk’s fist sailed over her shoulder and into Janus’ arm. The Hunter stumbled back a step before shaking his head and glaring at Hawk.
“With manners like those, Janus, Fay will never spend more than an hour in your company.”
Janus glared at Hawk as Tova frowned.
Janus shrugged his shoulders. “She will learn to appreciate my sense of humor.”
The Hunter took a look around the people they drew close to. Hawk mirrored his comrade as he kept her between their bodies. More sweat coated her forehead as the beads continued to rub against her clit. Tension built slowly but firmly in the little bundle of nerve endings. When she stopped all she wanted to do was begin moving once more to apply friction to her clit.
“Who is Fay? You said you have no females.” Her voice was deep and husky. It sounded so strange to her ears and a smile covered her lips as she considered how it had gotten that way. As far as lovers went, she had made a rather good choice. Somehow, Tova couldn’t quite picture Golan drawing that same amount of pleasure from her body.
“He doesn’t, nor will he until he learns some manners.” Hawk shrugged at his comrade before grinning at her. “Fay is chaste and runs away from his ugly face.”
“Wait until she sees my cock.”
Tova glared at Janus. “I believe I understand her feelings on the matter. You are as coarse as sea sand mixed into a bar of soap.”
Janus frowned at her but Hawk threw his head back and laughed. He hugged her shoulders as she stared at the emotion shaking his frame. She was still getting used to the relaxed side of this male.
They kept walking and with each step the pleasure beads moved against her clit. Tova was quickly losing all interest in teasing Janus as need rippled through her. She turned her attention to the fire dancers and welcomed the chance to hide her rising passion from both males.
They merged with the crowd and went towards the middle of the clearing as the kettle drums began to beat again. Huge muscular arms rose up and descended on the waist-high drums. The firelight flickered over the thirty men beating the rhythm as the first dancer began. It was a hard display of strength. The male dance was more of a proclamation of their strength than anything else. You could almost feel the aggression as the drum kept the beat. The little beads slipping through her slit moved in time and she gasped as climax began to grip her.
Hawk held her through it. He wrapped his arms around her body and pulled her against his chest as he watched the pleasure flicker in her eyes. Her fingers clawed at his uniform as she tried to contain her cries. She failed but it didn’t matter. The drums filled the night air, masking her voice. The look on Hawk’s face made her shudder when she lifted her eyelids once again. Hunger drew his face taut. Raw emotion was displayed on his face as the crowd cheered for the dancers. She could feel the beat of his heart against her breasts as he held their bodies together. His fingers gently stroked her lower back as his cock pressed against her soft belly. It was such a tender embrace. Tova felt tears prick at her eyes over it. Passion was to be expected, pleasure was desired but she had never once even fantasized about being stroked and held. She let her fingers relax from the fists she’d curled them into as she came, and gently stroked the hard chest she was pressed against.
“Touch me, Tova.”
His voice was harsh but Tova heard the plea in it. They appeared to share the same fascination with tender touches. That warmed her heart as she let her fingers glide over his chest. She had never considered that a male like Hawk would long for anything. Hunters took what they wanted, demanded what they desired but her touch was not under his command. It was something only she might grant him. That filled her with confidence as her fingers found the bare skin above the collar of his uniform. His eyes closed to slits as he groaned with delight and he lowered her feet to the ground. His hands closed over each of her hips. He began to gently move her in a slow motion that sent the beads on her training harness slipping through her slit once more.
The crowd around
them did not matter. Tova gasped as sensation tightened under her harness. She stroked the column of Hawk’s neck with open hands as he moved her in a small circle. His eyelids lifted and she watched hunger flare up in his eyes. The rhythm of the kettle drums drove her heart faster when Hawk moved her hips as she stroked his neck again. She suddenly detested their clothing. Skin to skin was so much better! She wanted to tear his uniform off and inhale his scent as she allowed her breasts to press against only his warm skin. Climax was simmering once again and she didn’t resist it. Hawk moved her hips as his eyes watched her. She smoothed her hands over his head and the tiny amount of hair he allowed to grow.
By the Gods, he wanted to get inside her. The scent of her pussy was driving him insane and Hawk gladly let his sanity vanish. He’d somehow thought that having his cock stroked was the most pleasurable thing a female might do with her hand. He had been wrong. Tova’s hands slid over his skin and he was convinced that she must have invoked some power from the heavens. He would have promised her anything in those moments when she looked back at him with pure delight simmering in her eyes.
Trust was sitting there on her face. It stabbed into his heart with a force that shocked him. Fucking had never been more than physical. Gentling Tova was designed to honor his control as a Hunter, not fill him with a sense of intimacy. He wasn’t even inside her and he already craved more time with her. Her face tightened as she climaxed once again but this time she slid into the pleasure. There was no hint of resistance on her face as her eyes clouded with delight. Her lips let a small “Oh” loose as she shivered in his embrace.
It was the final test of his control and he failed it. Hawk clasped her hand and pulled her away from the dancers. His resolve to wait evaporated in that moment as he watched her surrender to the pleasure unleashed in her body.
The hunt was finished, it was time for the kill.
Tova whimpered as she struggled to keep up with Hawk. Her clit was ultrasensitive and the beads rubbed against it as she hurried behind his body. Her pussy ached for true completion. She hungered for more than just the beads against her clit.
“Get this thing off me!” Tova yanked on her hand as two tears eased from the corners of her eyes. Frustration took control as she pulled on the neckline of her robe because the garment was stifling hot as well. Her skin itched and complained about being wrapped in the coarse fabric.
“Aye, that is exactly what I intend to do.” Hawk pulled her forward and they made their way into the trees. Orange light flickered over them only in small amounts now as Hawk pulled her further away from the clearing. He suddenly stopped and pressed her back against a solid tree trunk as he placed her hand on his bulging crotch. He held it there as she gently squeezed the hard flesh her pussy craved.
“I will take you to my living space if you wish.”
His voice was harsh with displeasure but it was an emotion that Tova shared. She had no desire to go anywhere. Right there, hidden in the night, felt perfect. There was no need to worry about Hunter or non-convict. There was only each other.
“If I raise your robe, Tova, I am going to penetrate you. Do you understand?”
The cock under her hand jerked with his words. Her fingers tightened around it as her pussy begged for that one thing she had been thinking about since encountering Hawk. She lifted her eyelids and stared at his face in the darkness. “Take the harness off.”
He growled in response. His hand pulled hers off his cock as he pulled his uniform open. Hard, stiff flesh sprang through the opening. He reached for her robe and pulled the fabric up her legs. Star shine flickered off the blade of a knife a moment before she felt the cold metal against her skin. A swift twist and the harness slithered down her legs. The scent of her pussy rose up as Hawk replaced the weapon and she boldly reached for his bare cock.
He snarled as she closed her fingers around its length. His hands gripped her hips as she stroked it from the crown to the base. Her fingertip even felt the two sacs that hung at the base. Tova cupped them as she heard Hawk hiss. A second later he grasped her hips and lifted her off her feet.
“Spread for me, Tova.” His voice was harsh with need as he pressed towards her body and braced her back against the tree behind her. Her thighs spread open as she lost her grip on his cock. A moment later the head of his weapon slipped into the wet folds of her slit. His body shook as he held off thrusting deep into her spread body. Hawk sucked in a deep breath before opening his eyes to stare into hers.
“Hold onto my shoulders.” Firm authority edged his voice now as his jaw tightened against the urge to impale her. Tova shivered as she recognized the strength of will he used on his own desire to penetrate her waiting body. His cheek ticced as she slid her hands up his chest to his wide shoulders as he commanded. A hard grunt was her praise as his hands cupped each side of her bare bottom in a tighter grip.
“Now spread wider.” As she did, Hawk tipped her hips towards his cock. The head entered her pussy as he began to push it forward. Her body protested the entry, the skin too tight to stretch around his width.
“Shhhh…” Hawk made the soothing sound against her neck as he pulled his cock from her pussy and thrust it further into her body.
He pressed her back against the tree as he used his strength to hold her up and again tip her hips forward for his cock. Sweat beaded on her forehead as he split her body with his length. Pain twisted through her as he held still with his cock embedded inside her body. He nuzzled her neck as she gasped and her body relaxed. Her pussy wasn’t aching anymore, instead it felt delightfully full. He pulled his cock free and she whimpered at the loss but he thrust slowly back into her. She gasped as he drove deeper into her this time. This time he pressed her hips against the tree as she felt his thighs pressing against hers. Her robe hung down her back, protecting her skin as he moved against her. Her hands tightened on his shoulders as her pussy tingled with pain once more now that he was fully lodged inside her.
He wanted to spill his seed like a youth. Hawk growled against the burning in his sacs as he forced himself to linger instead of thrust against her. He wanted to pound his cock into her over and over as fast as possible. But he needed to hear her whimper with pleasure as he rode her. Fucking for his own pleasure wasn’t enough. Tonight he needed something more complete. Her fingers grasped his uniform, pulling the fabric tight across his back. She didn’t make a single other sound but he could feel the tremor shaking her body as her pussy took his cock. Angling his head, he kissed her. Soft little presses of his mouth against hers as he tempted her to kiss him back. Her hands released his uniform as she followed his lips with hers and stretched her neck up to meet him.
Tova shivered as the pain dissipated. She kissed her lover back as she felt him move once more. His cock left her body and thrust smoothly back in. This time there was no pain, only a fullness that fed the hunger she had battled since meeting Hawk. He moved between her thighs in a slow rhythm. She broke their kiss and gasped for more air. Her heart was accelerating too fast as Hawk moved in and out of her spread body. She fisted her hands in his uniform again, struggling to understand the tension gripping her body. It was far deeper than the climaxes she had experienced so far. Her entire pussy was trying to grip the cock thrusting back and forth within it. Her nipples thrust up in hard points as she panted and gripped her lover harder.
“Hawk…please…I can’t take this.”
He thrust against her harder in response. Her body jerked towards his possession, taking over the task he had done with his hands. She lifted her pussy towards his thrust, moaning as his cock penetrated deeper.
“Come for me, Tova, milk my cock.”
She didn’t understand what he meant and Tova did not care. He pulled free of her body and she sent her hips back towards his next thrust, desperate to have her pussy full again. He snarled as she panted, and his fingers gripped her bottom harder, his speed increasing. A moment later her pussy contracted around his cock, pulling and gripping it, pleasure spiking
into her belly so deep she cried out. Pleasure ripped through her so intensely, she hit his shoulders. She didn’t care that Hawk suddenly bucked between her thighs. He pounded his cock into her body with hard thrusts that made her breasts bounce. A snarl left his mouth and he pressed his cock as deeply as possible into her pussy and she felt a hot jet of fluid pumping up inside her. Hawk shuddered when his seed filled her and he gripped her bottom with tight hands as his body shook.
Hawk held her in place for a long time. Her heart stopped racing and her ears began to work once more as she heard the sound of the kettle drums still beating. It was a slower rhythm now. The trigol was being danced and she softly laughed.
Hawk lifted his head and stared at her. Smoothing a hand over his cheek, she smiled at his questioning look.
“It seems I have missed my chance to dance trigol.”
A grin appeared on his lips. She traced it with her fingertips. “You may dance it for me anytime you choose, Tova. You are my maiden and always will be.”
“Yet you would share my body with Janus. Maybe others. The trigol is a dance of love.”
His lips returned to a hard line. He considered her silently for a moment as she felt his cock twitch inside her. She slid her hands over his collarbones and gently pushed against his chest. Hawk held her in place as his cock twitched again and she felt it hardening inside her pussy.
“And you think I do not understand because of Janus?” His hands tightened on her bottom. “Or because I am a Hunter?”
Tova squirmed but Hawk didn’t move. The only thing that changed was how hard his cock became inside her pussy. There was a slight crunch of dry leaves as someone approached and she pushed against his shoulders.
“Let me down.”
“Why? You spread for me, Tova. I will not allow you to take that back.” His hands tightened around the cheeks of her bottom as the couple passed them with a stifled giggle and a gasp. “Janus told you the truth, the trigol has ended and in a few moments there will be fucking a-plenty going on in these woods. No one will think it strange that I have you pressed against a tree.”