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Authors: Hazel Hunter
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tense.
“I want you to come,” Piers murmured, low and urgent, and that was it.
Her orgasm rolled through her body like a wave through the ocean. There was something inevitable about it. She knew that her body and her pleasure had been worked beyond her control, and that was what it took for her to a reach a kind of pleasure she had never felt before. The power of her climax left her shaking and clenching. Distantly, she was aware that Piers was thrusting into her harder and harder, his hands tight on her slender hips.
He’s holding me in place, she thought dreamily, and her body convulsed again.
Her climax left her replete, drained. She sank down on the ground, the only thing holding her up were his hands. She realized he was talking. He was telling her how beautiful she was, how good she felt around his cock.
Her climax was done but there was a certain intense kind of pleasure to this as well. There was something amazing about the way he slid inside her, the way he filled her completely. She concentrated on squeezing her inner muscles around his cock, gratified to hear him moan.
Piers’s thrusts picked up in intensity until he was nearly shoving her forward, and then with a deep groan, he thrust into her one last time. It was primal, and in a way, it was a kind of sex that some part of her had always craved.
Slowly, he drew back from her, settling her on her side on the ground as she did so. Hailey murmured with pleasure when he stroked her back soothingly, long slow touches that made her smile. She could hear him disposing of the condom before he came back to her side.
“Sweetheart, will you come here? It’s a bit softer.”
He had pulled a thin foam mattress from the depths of the chest, and spread it out. It was just large enough for the two of them if they cuddled close. Making a soft, pleased sound, Hailey burrowed close to Piers’s chest.
“How are you doing? Do you need some water?”
Hailey laughed softly.
“What funny questions to ask.”
“Not funny at all. That got a little intense there, and I wanted to make sure that you were comfortable with all of it.”
Hailey looked up at him, squinting just a little.
“You’re really worried.”
“Hmm, maybe a little bit. A lot of what we did usually requires at least a quick talk before.”
Hailey grinned smugly.
“Well, consider me a quick study then.”
Piers’s laugh was soft, but it had a slight degree of menace that made her shiver.
“What happens when you’ve got a gag in your mouth? What happens if I want you to service me?”
“Then I guess we talk about it,” she murmured, burying her burning face in Piers’s chest.
“What a very good idea.”
Hailey yawned, so much more tired than she had been after a simple flight. Piers cupped the back of her head with his broad hand.
“You need to get some sleep. If you bed down now, perhaps you’ll catch up with the rest of us.”
Hailey nodded her agreement, and before she knew it, she was nodding off.
CHAPTER SIX
IN THE FOREST far below, the thing paced with trackless, barbed feet. It could smell prey above, but it could not catch it, not today. They were nested high above, and it was on foot. Perhaps it would not always be such. Perhaps it would not always be confined as it was.
The thing reared up anyway, and the ancient weight of the pine tree shook under its bulk. It sniffed delicately. There was fear in the pine. Something distant and old. The animals had long since fled the immediate area, dreading the thing’s smell and its power. All that was left were the trees, which were rooted in place. Plants communicated with each other however, releasing simple pheromones that translated to even simpler messages.
The thing was an expert at fear, and these woods were afraid.
The thing dropped to the ground again. There were other scents in the forest. There were other things that could be found. Could be taken, could be eaten. The thing’s head came up
“I want you to come,” Piers murmured, low and urgent, and that was it.
Her orgasm rolled through her body like a wave through the ocean. There was something inevitable about it. She knew that her body and her pleasure had been worked beyond her control, and that was what it took for her to a reach a kind of pleasure she had never felt before. The power of her climax left her shaking and clenching. Distantly, she was aware that Piers was thrusting into her harder and harder, his hands tight on her slender hips.
He’s holding me in place, she thought dreamily, and her body convulsed again.
Her climax left her replete, drained. She sank down on the ground, the only thing holding her up were his hands. She realized he was talking. He was telling her how beautiful she was, how good she felt around his cock.
Her climax was done but there was a certain intense kind of pleasure to this as well. There was something amazing about the way he slid inside her, the way he filled her completely. She concentrated on squeezing her inner muscles around his cock, gratified to hear him moan.
Piers’s thrusts picked up in intensity until he was nearly shoving her forward, and then with a deep groan, he thrust into her one last time. It was primal, and in a way, it was a kind of sex that some part of her had always craved.
Slowly, he drew back from her, settling her on her side on the ground as she did so. Hailey murmured with pleasure when he stroked her back soothingly, long slow touches that made her smile. She could hear him disposing of the condom before he came back to her side.
“Sweetheart, will you come here? It’s a bit softer.”
He had pulled a thin foam mattress from the depths of the chest, and spread it out. It was just large enough for the two of them if they cuddled close. Making a soft, pleased sound, Hailey burrowed close to Piers’s chest.
“How are you doing? Do you need some water?”
Hailey laughed softly.
“What funny questions to ask.”
“Not funny at all. That got a little intense there, and I wanted to make sure that you were comfortable with all of it.”
Hailey looked up at him, squinting just a little.
“You’re really worried.”
“Hmm, maybe a little bit. A lot of what we did usually requires at least a quick talk before.”
Hailey grinned smugly.
“Well, consider me a quick study then.”
Piers’s laugh was soft, but it had a slight degree of menace that made her shiver.
“What happens when you’ve got a gag in your mouth? What happens if I want you to service me?”
“Then I guess we talk about it,” she murmured, burying her burning face in Piers’s chest.
“What a very good idea.”
Hailey yawned, so much more tired than she had been after a simple flight. Piers cupped the back of her head with his broad hand.
“You need to get some sleep. If you bed down now, perhaps you’ll catch up with the rest of us.”
Hailey nodded her agreement, and before she knew it, she was nodding off.
CHAPTER SIX
IN THE FOREST far below, the thing paced with trackless, barbed feet. It could smell prey above, but it could not catch it, not today. They were nested high above, and it was on foot. Perhaps it would not always be such. Perhaps it would not always be confined as it was.
The thing reared up anyway, and the ancient weight of the pine tree shook under its bulk. It sniffed delicately. There was fear in the pine. Something distant and old. The animals had long since fled the immediate area, dreading the thing’s smell and its power. All that was left were the trees, which were rooted in place. Plants communicated with each other however, releasing simple pheromones that translated to even simpler messages.
The thing was an expert at fear, and these woods were afraid.
The thing dropped to the ground again. There were other scents in the forest. There were other things that could be found. Could be taken, could be eaten. The thing’s head came up
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