by Lauren Wood
“I’m sorry that I ruined everything. I didn’t mean to make your wedding night something of a second thought. I’ve just never done this before and I thought that I had found a man that was willing to allow me to go at my own pace. You’re in no condition to lift a finger. I don’t know why, but that is very appealing to me. I am, so fucking hot right now. I need something more than just your hot seed in my mouth. I know that I shouldn’t, but I’m going to ride you. I need you to lie there and take it, but I don’t think that’s going to be much of a hardship.” The look on his face was priceless. It didn’t look like he was going to say anything to deter me from what I was going to do.
Chapter 5
Ian pushed her aside and stood on shaky legs feeling a little fuzzy and unfocused. He swayed back and forth on his feet, grabbing onto a nearby tree and then slowly soaking himself into the warm recesses of the water. He felt it swirl around him and there was this feeling deep inside that things were different.
Instead of waiting around for an invitation, Caitlin stripped down and sensuously made her way over to the man that had caught her by surprise.
Sliding in behind him, she touched his shoulders and felt him try to shake her off to no avail. “I don’t know if this water has healing properties or not. I will admit that it does feel nice and my skin does tingle all over.” "I don’t know what has come over me, but this man is more of a man than any one that I’ve ever met before. He fights like his life depends on it every time. I’ve already gone too far as it is. I don’t see any reason why I can’t show him that I am the woman that he should be with.”
"I think that you’re purposely trying to seduce me, Caitlin. I’m not saying that your advances are unwanted, but I think that considering that I’m supposed to be betrothed to another that this is taking things a little bit too far.” Ian did not stop her from kneading his flesh and then reaching around to graze at his nipples. His cock rose and became quite apparent with the head above the water. He had never felt, so alive and the water was almost like it was rejuvenating his spirit.
“I know that this is wrong, but I can’t stop myself and I don’t want you to. Let’s treat this, as a going away present. I’m giving you something that you can take back to your union with Kathleen.” “I don’t want him to have another, but to say so would be tantamount to being jealous. I’m not going to show that kind of green streak. He needs to think that this is nothing more than a one time thing. I don’t think that it’s going to take all that much to convince him. The water is very soothing and I think that he’s starting to feel it.
“I don’t know what kind of guy you take me for. I’m somebody that most people would trust with their lives. With you, I feel that I can’t be trusted at all.” It didn’t help that he could feel her fingers getting ever closer to the one part of his anatomy that wanted her more than anything else.
Ian waited with bated breath, thinking that she would stop in time, but knowing deep down that that was not her intention. The wounds were healing and neither one of them had recognized that the water was doing what it was supposed to. What her grandfather had said was true. She really didn’t believe, but that didn’t mean that the recuperative powers of the springs couldn’t bring Ian back to his once proud form.
“I think that there are times in life that you have to take a chance and this is one of them.” Caitlin moved around in the water, wading through and then seeing that he was more than ready. She took a hold of him and heard his intake of breath. She knew that he was powerless to resist. “I don’t think that there’s any reason to fight what is going to happen, Ian. I don’t know what it is and you can blame the hot springs if you want. If that makes you able to sleep at night, then I have no problem you putting the blame where it belongs.” I want my body to be the last thing that he remembers. He needs to know that there is something better out there besides an arranged marriage between clans. I won’t rest, until the only thing that he thinks about is me.”
Ian desired her, but did not feel that this was the place or time to wallow in depravity. He felt her fingers on his cock and it more than made him rise up to the situation. He suddenly grabbed her around the waist, making her jump, but that didn’t not do anything to deter him from what he was going to do. Lifting her easily, she climbed up his body, until her legs were centered around his head.
Thankful that there was a branch overhead, she grabbed onto it and swayed with the feeling of his tongue now opening her up to new experiences. Her body accepted this new intrusion, welcoming the agile digit that was now slithering inside her. Holding on tightly, she felt like she was going to lose consciousness.
“This is too much…too fucking much… AHHHHH.” The feather like touches had turned into a flutter of his tongue between her legs. She was kicking aimlessly with her toes pointed straight out with every tendon in her leg now working in tandem of each other. Her juices squirted into his mouth and over his chin. There was no way that she could control the volume. She thought for sure that she was going to drown him. He sputtered, but he continued to show that he was up to the task at hand.
Suddenly and without warning, her hands let go of the branch and now she was hanging upside down with his arms the only thing preventing him from dropping her into the water. Her hair was soaked and lazily floating along the surface, until he had the good sense to bring her back down onto her feet.
“You are a very responsive young woman. I like my women to be vocal about their wants and needs. The one pet peeve that I have with any lover is that they just lie there and take it. You are not like that and I believe that I’ve found someone that matches my mentality when it comes to sexual desire.”
“I was thinking the same thing, but I wasn’t sure how you felt about it. You’ve already confessed that this is nothing more than a stopover from where you intend to be. Let me show you that you don’t have to contend with just one lover. Let me show you that not all women are alike. We are different in so many ways and I want you to see and compare the reality to what you think you’re getting.” Caitlin gasped, as he lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. She felt the nudging presence of the large mushroom that was trying to make entry. The water and her own juices gave him the necessary lubrication to slip within her slippery folds. Feeling her wrap around him was almost too much for him to take.
“I know what I said about not wanting to do this, but I think that you can ignore that sentiment. Your pussy is, so fucking hot that it feels like you’re going to burn me. I’m not complaining. I’ve never felt like I was inside something that I can only describe as fire. You squeeze and you tighten those muscles. I know from the look on your face that you are doing it on purpose. You think that you are fooling me, but the way that you squeeze your eyes shut tells me that you are concentrating on giving me a unique experience that I could never get anyplace else.” He had his hand underneath her firm ass, gripping and then pulling her towards him.
For her part, Caitlin was grinding around in a circle and then bouncing up and down with her hands wrapped around his neck. She felt like she was riding a wild stallion, not unlike the one that was standing and watching all of this transpire. He was a beast and he knew exactly how to work that magic stick between his legs. Each time that she thought that he was close; she would clamp down and then bring everything to an abrupt stop. When she figured that that sensation had abated, she would continue to tease and please him beyond recognition.
“I love the way that your cock fills up every inch of me. There isn’t any room for anything else. I need you to fuck me and not like some dainty little princess. I don’t want to be treated with kid gloves. I want it rough and I want you to give me something to think about on those lonely nights that I curl up with nobody beside me. My god, you are huge and you probably don’t even know how much I need this.” Caitlin couldn’t believe how easy it was to have her cherry broken. The slight pain was nothing in the grand scheme of things.
“For my first time, I would
say that I’m doing remarkably well at hiding it. He must have felt how tight I was, but he never mentioned a damn thing. I can’t believe that I’ve waited this long. I’ve heard stories, but I thought that they were exaggerating and now I see that it goes beyond that. This satisfies a part of me that I never knew was there. He aroused my curiosity and made me submit to a man that had all the women begging for a chance.” Caitlin felt that time approaching and she wasn’t shying away from it. She took one hand off his shoulder to give herself a little extra stimulation.
“I’m going to fucking cum… I hope that you’re ready for this, because I don’t know if I…AMMMMMMMM.” Caitlin had done things with her hand, but it did not even come close to what was happening down below. Her lips were swollen and well taken care of. Her juices streamed down the shaft, collecting at his balls in the water. Her scream was due to his stamina and the way that he stayed with her through that orgasmic enlightening.
“I love the way that a woman looks when they cum. I can’t get enough of it. With you it’s almost addictive to the point of being painful. I don’t want to go back to Kathleen, when I have you giving me everything I want and more.” He wasn’t sure, but he was thinking that maybe the natural order of things had to change. He didn’t want to be in any kind of loveless marriage. It didn’t matter if it was a tactic.
“I can’t believe that you haven’t cum already. Let me see what I can do about changing that.” She had very little energy left, but she was willing to put everything in it to make him happy. She squeezed rhythmically, while beating holy hell on his ass with her heels. This only spurred him into a fitful rage of ecstasy. That came in the form of his legs lifting her and laying her on the water to float like a mystical mermaid. He gave her long hard strokes. “I can’t believe it…but I think… No… I know that I’m going to cum again… AHHHHH.” The first one was a tease compared to this last one.
Caitlin thrashed and lost all control of her faculties, as his load emptied into her hot reservoir.
He continued to drive in and out of her body, watching, as his cock was covered in a combination of both of them. “I don’t know what came over me. You have a very insatiable body and naughty mind. With both of those things going for you, you are a threat to every man in the area. You may have thought that I didn’t notice, but it wasn’t hard to realize that you were inexperienced. I’m glad that I could show you a few tricks.” He was still connected to her and then his ears perked up to hear that somebody was approaching.
Lying there half comatose, she had no idea that they weren’t alone anymore. She was right about not leaving Finn alive. He was now stalking his prey.
Finn came around looking at the broken branches that was caused by the horse’s path. He peered through to see that Caitlin and Ian were getting very comfortable with each other. He had to touch himself, while watching them coming to the end of the cycle of lust. Their writhing bodies and the sounds that were coming out of their mouths made him slightly regret coming upon them doing something like this.
He was courteous enough to wait, until they finished, before bringing attention to himself by walking out and approaching with his own knife in hand. When he got to the springs, he saw the floating form of Caitlin in all her Glory. Her naked breasts were keeping her afloat and giving him a hard on that would be hard to get back down.
He stared at the juncture of her thighs and the way that her pink lips seemed to be beckoning him forward for a taste. He patted his crotch and then the ripple in the water caused him to look down to see a face.
Hearing Finn approach made Ian do the only thing that he could under the circumstances. Taking in a deep breath, he submerged himself underneath the water and waited, until he saw his enemy staring at the woman that he loved. It dawned on him that he had just said that in his head and then he leaped into action.
He came out of the water with a splash, grabbing the knife from Finn’s hand and cutting across his throat in one smooth motion. The one thing that he promised was that they would meet again. He did not know that it was going to be right now, but he was not going to let this man take him from this mortal coil.
Finn momentarily distracted, stumbled backwards with his two hands grasping onto the wound that was gushing like a fountain through his fingers. He looked around for anything that he could use to stanch the blood flow, but the only thing that he saw was their clothing. He grabbed for Ian’s Kilt, pressing the fabric up against the wound. He might have survived, had it not been for Ian’s tenacious thrill for the kill.
With knife in hand, Ian walked from the water with determination, until he was plunging that knife into Finn’s gut over and over again. “You’ll die here today, but you will die with honor.” Ian held the body of Finn’s in his arms, watching his breath slowly deflate, until the wheeze of his last breath took him out of this world with his eyes wide open.
Ian wept for the man, feeling no joy from taking his life, but knowing that it was a necessity for survival. He looked up into the eyes of Caitlin, as she knelt down and held the prone form of Finn to show some respect. Ian had to give the girl credit for letting her emotions carry her away. They sang a song together in his honor. It was meant to let the ancestors know that he was on his way to accept his place by their side.
“I know that you only did that to protect yourself. He could’ve easily gone back to his chief, but he decided not to do that with failure hanging over his head. You know that he would have killed you and it was the battle of the fittest. We can mourn for his passing, but what we won’t do is make light of his sacrifice. Life is precious and we are too callous when it comes to taking somebody’s life.” “I know that he feels this deep down and he wears his emotions on his sleeve. I can only be there for him and let him know that everything is going to be perfectly fine. If I didn’t love him before, his compassion towards his fellow man has only sealed my fate.”
“I believe that we should bury him here in the very place that he died. I know where to find his wife. I think that she should know that he’s not coming back. I hope that I can count on you to stand by me during the difficult time of relaying this ugly news to her.” Ian dug into the soft earth with his hands, not stopping, until the hole was big enough that Finn would fit in there nicely. He was happy to see that Caitlin had joined him and both of them were now covered in dirt from head to toe. They buried him and then they waded back into the water.
They came back out and there was no denying that the chemistry between them was off the charts. They kissed with their mouths telling each other that this was not going to be two ships passing in the night. “I shouldn’t have to say this, but I’m going to. You belong to me. If I have to fight for the right to be with you, then you’re going to see a different side of me. I don’t want to have blood on my hands.” “He is the one that I’m supposed to be with and I will not let anybody stand in the way of our happiness together. I already knew that I was with child. It was a mother’s instinct telling me that his father hood was imminent. I’m not going to tell him, until he gives me some kind of commitment.”
“I’m going to have to disappoint Kathleen. It would’ve been glorious for our two clans to join forces, but maybe the clans that need to be together are yours and mine.” They planted a cross with Finn’s name scratched across the surface. They left there hand in hand, carving a new life for themselves and for the life of the little one that was going to come into this world months down the word.
THE END
HIGHLAND RESCUE
The rain fell softly on my face. It helped me forget about all of the black cloth that had recently passed by. The tree above me released the raindrops that had been contained in its leaves. It was as though the tree was crying with me.
Merely days had passed since my father was killed by the beast. Brother was in such a hurry to bury him into the ground after his death so that he could become king. The ceremony would be held later today to introduce the new king of Darden. I had no intentions of being
there. I would remain by my father’s side until my body became one with the ground above him. I couldn’t remember ever feeling so alone.
Mother had died the day I entered the world. Brother always told me it was my fault that she was gone. I killed her. He never let me forget that. Father was my only ally in life. Now he was gone and I was alone.
Many people have told me that I am much like my mother. At my age my mother had dark hair that flowed straight down her back touching her waist. Just as mine does now. I have her emerald eyes and small button nose. Unfortunately for me I was given my father’s ears that always seemed to stick out to the side. He always told me that my strange ears made me a good listener. I wish I could have known my mother. There is so much I wish to have learned from her. Things such as how it felt to kiss a boy for the first time. Or how she knew who to give her love to. There are so many things that only my mother could tell me. Father always did his very best however it is certainly not the same. I love him dearly for trying. He was able to provide me everything I could possibly need.
Three days ago I went with Father into the village to see the townspeople. We brought bread and cheese to pass out to those in need. Father was always giving back everything he had to his people. He was a beloved king and things would never be the same without him. The people praised him and he made sure to call everyone by their first name. I already knew that Brother would be nothing like that. He had darkness inside of him, a burning greed. He enjoyed making others feel small while he stomped around like a giant.
When we knocked on the door of Mr. Toil Germaine’s small shack he greeted us nervously. Just like he would do every time, father shook Mr. Germaine’s hand and offered him some bread. Mr. Germaine asked us inside for a cup of warm milk, father accepted. After entering his home, a wild beast pounced at us from across the room. It looked like a monster with razor teeth and black bristly fur. First he attacked Father and I screamed. Mr. Germaine kept chanting, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! My king, please forgive me! What was a starving man to do?”