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Authors: Alice Longstaff
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wanted to be the caring considerate lover he was being now. After spending days telling me to let the wild thing inside me out he was now caging his own inner beast, something that I was thankful for, there would be time for rough animalistic sex in the future, time for every type of sex under the sun.
I moaned and writhed, the feeling was so unusual to me, the feeling of being completely full, stuffed to the brim, but looking down I saw that Hakan was still only half in. It was such an erotic view, past my reddening chest and heaving bosoms to the place where Hakan was burying himself in me. I started to push back against him, rocking my pelvis forward, taking a little more of him in each time. He caught my motion and we moved together, our bodies joined in the warm light of the fire.
Why had nobody told me sex felt so good? I mean, of course everybody had told me sex felt good, it was all Cassie and half the bloody world talked about, but seriously, this good? Why hadn’t they mentioned this bit, the meeting of two bodies, the feeling that you were melding into one conjoined soul. I heard my voice cry out carrying over the prairies, the only other sounds being the steadily increasing drum of the rain and distant hum from a far off motor.
I felt the warmth and fullness growing inside me, surging forward into a wave I just could not control, a wave that I was certain would drown us both in its intensity. I felt myself contracting wildly around Hakan’s manhood, my legs shaking, my heels beating against the rug. Hakan cried out and I felt him finish inside me in a warm rush, and then I was gone, back high in the sky looking down, looking down again at the pickup, this time much closer, speeding down the dirt track straight towards the farm.
I wanted to lie in that post orgasmic haze forever, to press myself so close to Hakan that our bodies would melt into each other in the warm summer rain. But I also didn’t really want to be discovered in that state by whoever was driving towards us at this time of night.
“There’s someone coming,” I whispered. “Along the road to the ranch in a beaten up old truck.”
The effect was instantaneous. Hakan snapped to attention so quickly that I swear his very ears seemed alert. He whipped his head round and seemed to be sniffing the air, I’m absolutely positive he growled. “Put your clothes on and stay by the fire. No shifter will be able to come for you here.”
“You actually think that shifters are going to come for me! Why what have I done to anyone?”
“You haven’t done anything. This isn’t about you it’s about what other people have done, and what your people were predicted to do.” He said pulling on his jeans.
“But I don’t have any people! I’ve got Mom, Dad and an aunt in Florida, that’s it. I’m not the kind of person who has people.” I was getting into a muddle, my words tripping over themselves in my rush to get them out.
“I’ll explain later,” said Hakan. “For now just keep quiet.”
We heard the sound of the truck pulling to a stop somewhere outside the circle of firelight, and then the noise of drunken excited shouting and of bottles clinking together. I looked at Hakan and laughed, it was just the volunteers back from their trip to Old Red’s, and evidently they had found someone to drive them all the way home.
Jase staggered into the light of the circle, a half drunk bottle of jack clutched in his hand. “Man, this town is awesome.” He said sitting heavily on a log. I heard the sound of laughing and a few more of the volunteers wandered over to sit down. “I didn’t realise people knew how to party all the way out here.” He turned to Hakan and asked “Hey man, you got any drugs?”
Hakan frowned, “Not really my thing.”
“No Worries man,” said Jase with a smile. “It was just a thought I had. Hey I hope you don’t mind but I invited a couple of guys from the bar back to hang around the campfire.”
Hakan
I moaned and writhed, the feeling was so unusual to me, the feeling of being completely full, stuffed to the brim, but looking down I saw that Hakan was still only half in. It was such an erotic view, past my reddening chest and heaving bosoms to the place where Hakan was burying himself in me. I started to push back against him, rocking my pelvis forward, taking a little more of him in each time. He caught my motion and we moved together, our bodies joined in the warm light of the fire.
Why had nobody told me sex felt so good? I mean, of course everybody had told me sex felt good, it was all Cassie and half the bloody world talked about, but seriously, this good? Why hadn’t they mentioned this bit, the meeting of two bodies, the feeling that you were melding into one conjoined soul. I heard my voice cry out carrying over the prairies, the only other sounds being the steadily increasing drum of the rain and distant hum from a far off motor.
I felt the warmth and fullness growing inside me, surging forward into a wave I just could not control, a wave that I was certain would drown us both in its intensity. I felt myself contracting wildly around Hakan’s manhood, my legs shaking, my heels beating against the rug. Hakan cried out and I felt him finish inside me in a warm rush, and then I was gone, back high in the sky looking down, looking down again at the pickup, this time much closer, speeding down the dirt track straight towards the farm.
I wanted to lie in that post orgasmic haze forever, to press myself so close to Hakan that our bodies would melt into each other in the warm summer rain. But I also didn’t really want to be discovered in that state by whoever was driving towards us at this time of night.
“There’s someone coming,” I whispered. “Along the road to the ranch in a beaten up old truck.”
The effect was instantaneous. Hakan snapped to attention so quickly that I swear his very ears seemed alert. He whipped his head round and seemed to be sniffing the air, I’m absolutely positive he growled. “Put your clothes on and stay by the fire. No shifter will be able to come for you here.”
“You actually think that shifters are going to come for me! Why what have I done to anyone?”
“You haven’t done anything. This isn’t about you it’s about what other people have done, and what your people were predicted to do.” He said pulling on his jeans.
“But I don’t have any people! I’ve got Mom, Dad and an aunt in Florida, that’s it. I’m not the kind of person who has people.” I was getting into a muddle, my words tripping over themselves in my rush to get them out.
“I’ll explain later,” said Hakan. “For now just keep quiet.”
We heard the sound of the truck pulling to a stop somewhere outside the circle of firelight, and then the noise of drunken excited shouting and of bottles clinking together. I looked at Hakan and laughed, it was just the volunteers back from their trip to Old Red’s, and evidently they had found someone to drive them all the way home.
Jase staggered into the light of the circle, a half drunk bottle of jack clutched in his hand. “Man, this town is awesome.” He said sitting heavily on a log. I heard the sound of laughing and a few more of the volunteers wandered over to sit down. “I didn’t realise people knew how to party all the way out here.” He turned to Hakan and asked “Hey man, you got any drugs?”
Hakan frowned, “Not really my thing.”
“No Worries man,” said Jase with a smile. “It was just a thought I had. Hey I hope you don’t mind but I invited a couple of guys from the bar back to hang around the campfire.”
Hakan
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