Chapter 10
ten
. . .
Kex
I awoke with my mate in my arms, the most satisfied warrior in all existence.
I lowered my nose to her soft, golden hair and breathed in that scent that was uniquely my Emily, and growled softly.
Her sweet ass rocked gently against my hard cock even though I was sure she was still asleep.
I ran my hand across her soft stomach and down between her thighs. Yes, she was already wet. Perfect.
I’d been apprehensive at our first meeting, believing her species self-lubricated causing the sheen that covered her body, and although I was delighted to learn my understanding was incorrect, discovering that her cunt did in fact self-lubricate in a most delicious way had been a prize all on its own.
Reaching down, I palmed my hard cock, its head tender, but not yet swollen for release.
I positioned myself between her thighs and rocked slowly forward, nudging at her cunt until her body slowly opened for me.
I found her entrance, and as I slid into her tight warmth, my Emily cried out, awake at last. She hummed and leaned back into me, twisting until her lips met mine.
I tasted her lips as my hand trailed across her stomach and found that spot at the top of her thighs that made her explode.
My fingers grazed her pleasure spot, and as she gasped, I licked into her mouth and thrust into her cunt.
It was my new favorite hobby, seeing how many times I could tip her over that edge.
I pumped into her slowly, enjoying the languid pace of our bodies waking up.
Eventually she cried out her first climax.
I rolled her onto her stomach and rutted into her from behind until we both came again.
My cock swelled within her and pulsed as I spent my release into her body.
We stayed there until my cock stilled, the last of its pleasure pulse faded.
My mate’s breathing had evened back out, and I carefully climbed off her and left her warm and covered in our bed.
I had an unfortunately long list of tasks to accomplish this morning, and although I wanted to spend the hours in bed, my mate deserved better.
I checked on the ninx I’d set to smoke the night before. It would make a great lunch on the trail, but I needed more provisions if I wanted to keep my mate’s energy up with all the fucking I had planned.
The meat was done smoking, and I set it aside to cool before heading out of the hut to gather supplies.
I needed to make a new covering for myself, as every wise warrior knew that letting your manhood roam free was the easiest way to lose it.
I’d make new coverings for my Emily as well, so that when we got to the village, I wouldn’t have to share the sight of her with anyone else.
The long grasses by the river would be good for coverings, and I could check my basket trap for fish at the same time.
Not knowing how long we would be in the village, it would be best to remove the trap to prevent any fish from being held long-term. Decided, I set off to do my gathering.
When I returned to the hut, I smiled down at my still sleeping mate. I should have let her sleep more through the night, but she seemed just as eager as I was each time I woke her up for another nighttime fuck.
Building up the fire, I set the fish to cook and placed a tripod over it to boil water while I worked on weaving our coverings.
The water was just starting to bubble as my mate stirred.
Jumping into action, I pulled down an old clay mug from the shelf and dipped it into the waterskin over the fire.
I pinched off a few herbs from those hanging, a blend I hoped my mate would enjoy, and dropped them into the mug.
I carefully pulled a section of flaky fish onto a small plate and sat on the edge of the bed just as my Emily opened her eyes.
“Good morning, my mate. Your wondrous body fed me all night, and now I believe it is my duty to return the favor.” I brought the mug close to her face so the fragrant steam would reach her nose.
She inhaled and rose, her eyes bright with excitement.
As she sat up, the blanket fell away from her breasts and I growled, properly distracted.
She laughed and took the mug, holding it between her palms and bringing it to her nose.
“Ohthissmellsamazingthankyou,” she said.
“It’s hot,” I said, and blew on the liquid to show her.
She smiled and nodded, blowing on it herself. My eyes stayed on her puckered little lips, and my cock throbbed in response. I reached out and gently stroked the side of her breast where I’d left a red mark. She met my eyes and we shared a smile.
“Maybeanotherroundofsexandthenfood?” she said, looking down at my cock. I ignored it and lifted a piece of fish to her lips. “Okayorfoodfirstthatsokay,” she said before taking the bite. She chewed and then smiled. “Wellfishforbreakfastwouldnthavebeenmyfirstchoicebutnonhunterscantbechoosersright?”
I stroked her cheek and offered her another bite. I fed her until her tea was cool. She hummed as she drank, then took over feeding herself and ordered me to eat.
“Youneedtokeepupthatstaminabigguy.”
When we finished, I washed her bite wounds with boiled water and reapplied the healing paste.
They looked unchanged from the day before, pink and puffy, which did not seem unusual for her complexion.
I cleaned up and set to packing. I’d taken only the basics with me on my hunt when I’d found my Emily, but on the journey to the village we could bring a few more comforts.
A part of me ached at the thought of leaving the peace of the deep forest. I didn’t want to return to face all I had left behind so soon, but it only took one glance at my Emily to remind me what truly mattered. I would sacrifice more than the peace of silent isolation for this wondrous creature.