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MEGAN
T hereโs the sound of breath catching, and then Cashol lets out a low groan, his hand sliding to my
waist, and then lower, to my backside. โWhatโฆwhat brought this on? Not that I am displeasedโโ
I chuckle, moving my hands to the front of his vest. He wears very little when he goes out, which means heโs going to be easy to strip naked. โI heard you defending me to Asha and Bek, and it made me realize just how damn wonderful you are and how much I love you. Thank you for believing in me.โ Iโm just blown away by how wonderful he is. Not only did he spend all day getting roots, but when he got back, he wasnโt even cranky. He was just frustrated at them for even thinking I might be guilty.
There are no words to describe how much I love this man.
โOf course I would defend you,โ he whispers, and I can hear just how puzzled he is that I would even think otherwise.
โI just donโt want you to feel as if you have to choose me over themโโ
His soft chuckle cuts me off and he tugs me into his lap. The darkness makes it impossible to see his face, but I can just imagine his bright smile. โIt will never happen, because you are part of the tribe, my silly female.
And if you left, I would follow you. It is that simple.โ
I can scarcely breathe. โYou would?โ
โOf course I would. You have my heart.โ He takes my hand and presses it to his chest.
โI love you,โ I whisper to him. โI love you so fucking much.โ I slide my hand down his front and cup his cock, just like Iโve been aching to do for weeks. โNow will you let me have sex with you?โ
He groans, tangling his hand in my hair as he pulls me toward him for a kiss. โYes. Lie down on your back andโโ
โNo,โ I whisper, and stroke his cock again. Heโs already hard and swelling against my hand, so perfectly thick and gorgeous that my mouth waters. I lean in and nip his lip, kissing him teasingly. โIโm making love to you .โ
I kiss him, and his tongue flicks against mine, as if heโs licking me. I let out a shuddery little moan of pleasure as his mouth captures mine, and then the kiss becomes a tug of war. I lose myself in the feel of his mouth, in the sweep of his tongue, until the world ceases to exist outside of the pleasure of Casholโs mouth. I bury my hands in his hair, brushing up against his horns, and he grabs me and holds me against him, as if he canโt bear to have me be even an inch away. I rock my hips against his lap, and heโs so hard and straining through his leathers.
I moan into his mouth and drag myself over his length. โWhy do you always feel so good?โ
โBecause I am yours,โ he tells me. โYou know you belong to me and I belong to you.โ
I canโt argue with that kind of reasoning. I move against him, rocking against the length of him as we kiss, until heโs panting, and when I move, he thrusts up against me.
Enough teasing, I decide. I want all of him.
I lift my hips just enough to give us some space, and then pull at the laces that hold his leggings together.
His clothes fall loose, and I shove them down, uncovering his straining cock and that fascinating spur Iโve wanted to experience again. โLooks like you missed me,โ I tease, trying to be flirty.
โEvery moment I was away from you was painful,โ he admits. โI wanted you in my arms. If not that, then by my side.โ He pulls at my tunic and we pause to tug it over my head. The moment Iโm free of it, his big, warm hands are on my breasts and I have to bite back a moan of pleasure. Theyโre so sensitive lately, and his hands feel incredible.
Hungry, I kiss him with all the frantic passion racing through me, and itโs like he knows just what to do to make me wild. His fingers move over the tips of my breasts, teasing them with feather-light touches that make me ache deep inside my core. I take him in my hand, stroking his thick length and whimpering against his mouth as he teases my breasts to aching, tight points.
โThis is mine,โ I tell him as I stroke his cock, dragging my fingers through the pre-cum slicking the head of it. โMine and only mine.โ
โYours,โ he pants, pinching my nipples as if heโs determined to make me crazy before I can make him come. โIt rises for no one but you.โ
โGood.โ I say it a little viciously, but I get an intense thrill at the realization that this big, gorgeous man is mine and no one else can do to him what I do.
I lean in and taste his lips again, fascinated by their softness in a man that seems to be all angles and muscle. I taste him with small nips, drawing at his lower lip over and over again, until heโs groaning underneath me, his hands cupping and teasing my breasts until I feel as if I might break from the sheer pleasure of it.
โFeed your teats to me.โ Cashol drags me up to his mouth, lifting me in his arms, and I want to laugh at his phrasingโฆexcept Iโm far too turned on. With a tiny sigh, I sit up and rub my breasts against his face, whimpering when he latches onto one and works my nipple with his clever tongue. โYou are so beautiful,โ he murmurs between licks.
โItโs dark in here. You canโt see how I look.โ
โYou taste beautiful,โ he amends. His hand moves to my other breast, and then heโs teasing both of them as I writhe on his lap. He feels huge in the darkness, all warm muscle and hard cock, and I canโt stop the noises I make as he teases me. I breathe in sharply as he takes one nipple into his mouth and sucks hard, my body lighting up at that pleasure-pain moment. He releases it with a little pop, and then licks the sensitive spot.
โSo beautiful.โ
โI want you,โ I tell him, and shift my weight so Iโm no longer sitting so high in his lap. I reach between us and stroke his cock again. โWant you inside me, Cashol.โ
โTake your leathers off,โ he demands, and he sounds so bossy and confident that it makes me utterly wet.
My laughing, teasing Cashol has been replaced by this authoritative, demanding man, and I love it.
With a little moan, I get to my feet and start to strip off my pants. The moment I have them around my thighs, his arms lock around my hips and he drags me forward.
โWant you on my tongue.โ Cashol pulls me toward him and I stagger, supporting my hands on his horns.
โGive me your cunt, my mate.โ
I suck in a breath at those words. I canโt resist, though. I want himโand thatโtoo much. So I hold onto him, lifting one foot onto one of the baskets behind him. I feel his hot breath on my skin a split second before his mouth is there, and then I lose all rational thought as he licks my pussy. I canโt even be embarrassed; it feels too good to have his mouth dipping between my legs, nuzzling at my sensitive folds.
And when he finds my clit? I nearly come undone.
He locks an arm around me, holding me in place as he uses the tip of his ridged tongue to draw small circles in just the perfect spot, teasing and toying with the sensitive skin until Iโm shuddering with need and every muscle in my body is locking up.
โYes,โ he breathes, lifting his head. โCome on my face, my mate. I want to taste all of you.โ
I pull away.
I can come on his face. Heck, I do at least once a day right now, because heโs so eager to go down on me (and Iโm pretty damn eager to let him). But if I do, I donโt want us to be finished. I want him deep inside me. I donโt want this to just be my pleasure. I want this to be a pleasure we share together.
So I slide out of his grip, ignoring his protests, and sink back down to his lap. I straddle him, rocking my drenched folds against his hot length, and I kiss him. โI want you inside me when I come,โ I whisper.
He groans my name.
โIโm here,โ I tell him, even though it feels unnecessary. His grip on my hips feels needy, frantic, as if heโs afraid Iโm going to leaveโฆor as if Iโm a dream that he has to cling to so he doesnโt wake up. It reminds me how long Casholโs been aloneโutterly alone. Other than his cousin, heโs had no family to love him for years and years. โIโm here,โ I promise him again. โI have you.โ
The breath explodes from him when I lower myself onto his cock. โMeh-gan,โ he chokes out, his hands digging into my skin. โMy Meh-gan.โ
โYours. All yours.โ I work my way down his length, inch by glorious inch. He feels too big, but in all the best sorts of ways, and I bite my lip as he stretches my body. I move my hips with small motions, trying to work him deeper and deeper, until the world around me seems to shrink to just the feel of him penetrating me while I sink down upon him.
Cashol lets out a shuddering breath as I take him to the hilt, and he kisses me.
I moan into his mouth, remaining completely still, losing myself to the sensations. Of his cock, so big and thick I feel impaled and full and utterly aware of every single nerve ending in my body. Of the spur thatโs somehow perfectly slid into place against my clit. Of his warm, suede-skin under mine. His mouth, hot and needy on my own. His khui, humming the softest of songs as if itโs pleased by what weโre doing.
In the darkness, everything is tactile, and that makes it ten times more intense.
โRide me,โ he murmurs against my lips. โClaim me as yours.โ
With another whimper, I do exactly as he says. I lift my hips, rising up and then pushing back down onto him. Our bodies make a wet noise, and Iโm too caught up in him to care. My lips part and I gasp as he thrusts up when I move down, and then heโs hammering into me, taking control despite the fact that Iโm on top of him.
We crash into each other, me pushing down as he pumps upward, and Iโm crying out at the sensations rippling through me. I canโt bear itโitโs too much to feel the ridges on his cock, the thickness of it, and the spur that prods and slicks against my clit over and over again. I stiffen, breathing his name as I come, and he bites down on my shoulder with a low groan as he comes a few moments later. Thereโs a gentle spreading warmth between our joined bodies, and I give him an exhausted, open-mouthed kiss of wonder.
โI love you,โ I tell him.
โYou have my heartโฆand my cock.โ
I chuckle at that. โThanks, I think. Itโs the pairing Iโve always wanted.โ
He laughs, and I feel it all the way through me. It sends a shiver up my spine, my inner walls rippling against the still-too-big-feeling intrusion of his cock. โI am amazed by you, my Meh-gan,โ he murmurs, cupping
my face and kissing my brow.
โMe? Why?โ
โBecause you have trapped me in the supply cave and straddled me until my brains have leaked out of my cock.โ He kisses along my jaw. โAnd yet I still crave more of your touch.โ
I slide my arms around his neck, curling a finger into his thick hair. I know how he feels. Sex has always been fun and pleasant, but itโs never made me feel like I was coming apart and suddenly whole againโlike I do right now with him. I want to hold him down and do all kinds of degenerate things to this gorgeous man, just to blow his mind and make him realize everything thatโs possible. โI feel the sameโฆbut Iโm pretty sure someone is going to want something in here soon, so maybe we should go back to our cave.โ
Cashol chuckles and kisses along my jaw. โAs if they have not already heard us? It is not as if we are quiet when we come together.โ
No, I imagine we arenโt. Maybe not as loud as Nora and Dagesh, but definitely not quiet.
โAnd do you think we are the first ones to be swept up with the need to mate the moment we are alone together?โ He nips lightly at my ear, making me moanโand the deep parts of me shudder with need. โI have caught others in this very same storage cave. Sometimes you cannot wait to put your hands on your mate.โ
โI guess not.โ Itโs definitely a tribe that doesnโt feel shy in showing their affection for one another. โWe should probably head back anyhow,โ I say, stroking my fingers over his nipple. โBefore they think I really am eating all the roots here.โ
He snorts. โAsha would beat anyone over the head for suggesting such a thing. And I would, too.โ
I make a mental note to work harder at befriending Asha.
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Who also looks thoroughly pleased with himself, I canโt help but notice as Cashol eases the screen out of the cave entrance and the light of the main cave floods in. It outlines his messy hair, his kiss-swollen lips that Iโve thoroughly tasted in the last hour or so, and the fact that his cock is straining at the front of his leggings again. He adjusts the decorative flap to hide that, grins at me, and then looks at someone just outside the cave. โHave you been there long, little Farli?โ
โLong enough,โ the girl chirps, and I fight back a sound of dismay. Oh god. Iโm polluting young minds by debauching my fine-ass mate in public. Now we have to do the walk of shame back to our cave, and Iโm absolutely sure I look like I just got fucked hard. My hairโs a mess, my nipples are so stiff that theyโre sending shivers through my body as they rub against the leather of my tunic, and I donโt even want to think how my leggings are holding up.
But then Cashol offers me his hand, that big grin on his face, and I donโt care what I look like. I put my hand in his and smile, letting him lead me forward.
Farli giggles at the sight of us, a knowing look on her young face. โI was going to ask if you were hunting the hopper, but then she groaned your name and I figured you were doing other things.โ
I bury my face against Casholโs arm, my cheeks burning.
He laughs, and then pauses. โHopper? What hopper?โ
Farli chortles with glee. โWhy, the hopper! The one that took a bite out of all of the roots we had stored. He ate through three baskets, too. Vaza saw his hind end earlier today and weโve been trying to catch him all afternoon.โ She puts her hands out, gesturing. โYou should see him. He is huge! At least this big.โ
โOf course he is,โ Cashol laughs. โHe has eaten all the roots.โ He slides his arm around me and glances down at my face.
Iโm sure it shows how utterly thunderstruck I am. โA hopper,โ I repeat slowly. โIn the supply cave.โ
โYes!โ Farli is all enthusiasm. โHe must have snuck inside somehow. Vaza says he is going to go into the stewpot next! I want to catch it before he does, though.โ She beams a bright smile at us and then wriggles her way past into the storage cave, where not five minutes ago, I was defiling my handsome mate.
Of course it was a hopper. That makes so much sense. It chewed through baskets and ate a bite out of roots here and there. A simple answer, and now everyone knows it wasnโt me. Iโm justโฆflabbergasted.
โA hopper,โ I say to Cashol.
He steers me toward our cave, heading to our home. โI told you no one thought it was you. It was only your fear that made you panic.โ
Heโs right, though I feel a little silly. Okay, a lot silly. โIโm sorry I made such a big dealโโ
โDo not be sorry.โ He just shakes his head, moving toward our cave before anyone else can stop us and talk to us. Thereโs a lot of people out right now, and Iโm sure some of them are looking in our direction, but Casholโs paying attention to only me. He gently steers me inside our cave and then puts the privacy screen up. โIt felt like a big problem to you, and so it was a big problem.โ
โIโฆmight be a little weepy thanks to the baby.โ I wring my hands, feeling utterly foolish. Of course no one thought I took a bite out of each root and put it back. Thatโs just freaking stupid. I feel so dumb right now. I completely overreacted.
โYou might be,โ Cashol agrees. โVektal tells me that Shorshie was mad at him over something he did in her dream. So you are not the only one that has unreasonable moments.โ
I giggle at that. โOkay, I feel a little better knowing Iโm not the only hormonal beast.โ
โYou are not a hormonal beast,โ he says, pulling me into his arms.
โIf you say Iโm โyourโ beast Iโm going to kick you,โ I warn him, recognizing the teasing look in his eyes.
โYou are not.โ Cashol smiles and brushes a lock of hair back from my face. โYou are my treasure, worth more than all the mah-nee in your world.โ
I suck in a breath, because that might be the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to meโฆand it turns me on like crazy. โDo youโฆwant a foot rub?โ I offer. โFor being such a good mate?โ
He gives me a sly look. โIs my foot the only thing getting rubbed?โ
โWhat do you think?โ
Cashol pretends to consider. โI think I will rub your foot, you will rub mine, and then you will climb on top of me like you did earlier.โ His eyes flare hot with arousal. โAnd then we will both curl up in the furs and anticipate a fat hopper stew.โ
I laugh, my heart feeling foolish and yet utterly light with joy. โItโs a deal.โ
