His
mouth kissed and sucked each inch with delicious torture. Soon her heart was
pounding. She remained motionless, just feeling him as he reached her vaginal
area. First his fingers teased, then his mouth. Svana finally began struggling
to remove her hands from her shirt when his tongue and teeth became demanding.
She was surprised when Vakr moved away from then over her. She wondered if he
would help her with the blasted garment.
“Have you ever been helpless, Svana?” Vakr asked throatily.
Svana stilled and swallowed hard. “What do you mean?”
Vakr had the sleeves of her shirt and began wrapping them
around her wrists.
She whispered his name uneasily. No man had ever attempted
any type of bondage with her before. To do so in such a wild place was
frightening. They were in a shelter of twigs, for heaven’s sake. Wolves prowled
all around them. This would make her vulnerable. She was now not only nude but
her wrists were secured over her head.
“Vakr?” she whimpered. “Wolves are outside.”
He chuckled. “There is a hungry wolf inside.”
Svana’s eyes rose.
Once more Vakr lowered himself then stopped.
He turned around and Svana had no choice but to open her
mouth and accept him when he pushed his cock past her lips. Lower and lower he
went and deeper she took him. She arched to accept even more of him. She could
utter no protest. Her thighs were spread and Vakr’s mouth ravished her.
Small muffled whimpers escaped from her throat. Another wolf
howled in the distance and Vakr’s tongue delved farther inside her. His teeth
grazed her nub and she shuddered. Vakr set the pace at her lips, both top and
bottom. Her mouth slid over him and she tasted the first few drops of his cum.
She gagged for a moment as it slipped down her throat then she settled. She had
never tasted a man before. It wasn’t as unpleasant as she had thought.
The yipping of more wolves brought a fine layer of sweat to
her skin. Still Vakr’s mouth ravished her. One large hand reached back and
gripped Svana’s breast and squeezed. His fingers rolled her nipple.
Svana’s knees rose higher as she twisted and squirmed
beneath him helplessly. If a wolf wanted to, there would be no stopping it from
coming through the meager wool door. Svana could feel a sob building.
Vakr turned and, spreading her legs wider, pushed his cock
into her heat. Svana gasped.
Vakr was so big. His body was so well muscled. He covered
every inch of her with room to spare.
If a wolf came inside, it would have to go through him
first. Vakr’s arm wrapped under her behind and he pulled her to meet his eager
thrusts. One hand kept his weight from crushing her into the furs. She could
feel Vakr’s sweat as it dripped onto her hot skin. She knew he wasn’t afraid.
Vakr feared nothing.
“Let me hold you,” Svana pleaded.
“No.”
The word was growled out in a deep commanding voice. His
thrusts became more brutal and Svana cried out as her body slid across the many
furs. Their pelvises slapped together drowning out the sounds of the night.
There were no more wolves howling, only the sound of heavy breathing as both
lovers struggled for breath. Svana gasped Vakr’s name, as her legs clamped
around his waist. Her body went rigid when she came.
Vakr continued to pump wildly until finally he threw back
his head and roared.
Svana couldn’t help but giggle. A curious wolf must have
been close to their lean-to because it yelped in fear from the sound Vakr made
and she heard its hasty retreat. Vakr slumped to the side and she heard him
chuckle. He rolled over her to kiss her cheek then released her wrists.
“Still afraid of the wolves?” he asked.
“No,” she said, and she wasn’t. “I guess I’ll just have to
stay close to you until we get a hut made.”
“Mmm, I may never get a hut made.”
Once more, Vakr thrust into her.
Chapter 7
“All I’m saying is it would be far more feasible to build
one large
mouth kissed and sucked each inch with delicious torture. Soon her heart was
pounding. She remained motionless, just feeling him as he reached her vaginal
area. First his fingers teased, then his mouth. Svana finally began struggling
to remove her hands from her shirt when his tongue and teeth became demanding.
She was surprised when Vakr moved away from then over her. She wondered if he
would help her with the blasted garment.
“Have you ever been helpless, Svana?” Vakr asked throatily.
Svana stilled and swallowed hard. “What do you mean?”
Vakr had the sleeves of her shirt and began wrapping them
around her wrists.
She whispered his name uneasily. No man had ever attempted
any type of bondage with her before. To do so in such a wild place was
frightening. They were in a shelter of twigs, for heaven’s sake. Wolves prowled
all around them. This would make her vulnerable. She was now not only nude but
her wrists were secured over her head.
“Vakr?” she whimpered. “Wolves are outside.”
He chuckled. “There is a hungry wolf inside.”
Svana’s eyes rose.
Once more Vakr lowered himself then stopped.
He turned around and Svana had no choice but to open her
mouth and accept him when he pushed his cock past her lips. Lower and lower he
went and deeper she took him. She arched to accept even more of him. She could
utter no protest. Her thighs were spread and Vakr’s mouth ravished her.
Small muffled whimpers escaped from her throat. Another wolf
howled in the distance and Vakr’s tongue delved farther inside her. His teeth
grazed her nub and she shuddered. Vakr set the pace at her lips, both top and
bottom. Her mouth slid over him and she tasted the first few drops of his cum.
She gagged for a moment as it slipped down her throat then she settled. She had
never tasted a man before. It wasn’t as unpleasant as she had thought.
The yipping of more wolves brought a fine layer of sweat to
her skin. Still Vakr’s mouth ravished her. One large hand reached back and
gripped Svana’s breast and squeezed. His fingers rolled her nipple.
Svana’s knees rose higher as she twisted and squirmed
beneath him helplessly. If a wolf wanted to, there would be no stopping it from
coming through the meager wool door. Svana could feel a sob building.
Vakr turned and, spreading her legs wider, pushed his cock
into her heat. Svana gasped.
Vakr was so big. His body was so well muscled. He covered
every inch of her with room to spare.
If a wolf came inside, it would have to go through him
first. Vakr’s arm wrapped under her behind and he pulled her to meet his eager
thrusts. One hand kept his weight from crushing her into the furs. She could
feel Vakr’s sweat as it dripped onto her hot skin. She knew he wasn’t afraid.
Vakr feared nothing.
“Let me hold you,” Svana pleaded.
“No.”
The word was growled out in a deep commanding voice. His
thrusts became more brutal and Svana cried out as her body slid across the many
furs. Their pelvises slapped together drowning out the sounds of the night.
There were no more wolves howling, only the sound of heavy breathing as both
lovers struggled for breath. Svana gasped Vakr’s name, as her legs clamped
around his waist. Her body went rigid when she came.
Vakr continued to pump wildly until finally he threw back
his head and roared.
Svana couldn’t help but giggle. A curious wolf must have
been close to their lean-to because it yelped in fear from the sound Vakr made
and she heard its hasty retreat. Vakr slumped to the side and she heard him
chuckle. He rolled over her to kiss her cheek then released her wrists.
“Still afraid of the wolves?” he asked.
“No,” she said, and she wasn’t. “I guess I’ll just have to
stay close to you until we get a hut made.”
“Mmm, I may never get a hut made.”
Once more, Vakr thrust into her.
Chapter 7
“All I’m saying is it would be far more feasible to build
one large
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