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  He pushed up then, scooping her into his arms and flipping her, so that her back was suddenly against that rocky floor and she was pushing up against him, his face buried at her breasts, tongue and teeth licking and scraping across her skin.

  Hands free, she fumbled at his waist, freeing his pants, reaching inside.

  Damn, but that shaft was fat! She pulled his dick upright, so that most of its length was free of his pants and then she started to grind the heel of her hand against him, making him gasp aloud and throw his head back in ecstasy.

  Curling her fingers around him, she started to pull and twist, the skin gliding over its hard core, and its wetness sliding against the soft skin of her wrist.

  He pulled away, kneeling between her legs and surveying her, and suddenly he had an animal look about him, something wild. She knew she should listen to her instincts, that right now she should be reaching for that handgun and putting it to good use.

  Instead, she reached down and untied the cord at her waist, grunting – in fear? excitement? – as he swiped her hands aside, took hold of her jeans and pulled them free, exposing her to his hungry gaze.

  Now, with his own pants around his thighs, he lowered himself slowly until the swollen head of his manhood came to press against her wet opening.

  She pushed up, impatient, hungry for him, and she felt that first, delicious pressure as he opened her up, entered her, and then he was the one doing the pushing as he drove his length into her, filling her until she thought she could take no more and then pushing yet deeper into the pit of her being.

  As deep as he could go, his pelvic bone pressed hard against her clit, he started to roll his hips, staying deep inside her, using his wiry strength to play her with his body as he rested on his elbows, gazing down at her.

  And then he dropped his head, dragging his teeth across the side of her neck, a delicious mix of hard, sharp teeth, tongue and coarse beard. His hands clamping her wrists above her head, she was completely overpowered now as he started to thrust; long, hard strokes as he pulled back and then slammed into her, each impact sending shudders of incredible pleasure through her body.

  Each time he thrust, she pushed up to meet him, reveling in that mixture of wetness and hardness, in that sense of being totally possessed.

  Just when she thought it could get no more intense, he started to thrust faster, hips going like a piston and she felt on fire, about to explode, to erupt...

  When she thought she could take no more his whole body went rigid and there was a sudden wet rushing sensation deep in her belly. He held himself deep, not moving, and suddenly all she could feel was the pulsing of his long dick inside her as wave after wave of orgasm took him.

  That sudden focus on the slightest of sensations took her over, too. The wet heat in her belly, those slight movements of his shaft inside her, the hard weight of his body bearing down, pressing her into the unyielding rocky floor...

  Her belly tightened, then her entire body, as she clamped around his softening manhood. This was the explosion, the eruption, this was when her body, briefly, felt as liquid as the sound of the spring letting itself out into the pool, when all dissolved and then came back together again, and when she realized there was the taste of blood in her mouth from where she had bitten down onto her own lip in the throes of orgasm.

  And then there was that long, delicious subsidence, as their two bodies relaxed against each other, into each other, and a kiss that had been wild and intense was now the tenderest, sweetest thing.

  §

  She took him back to her ruined home as dusk stretched its lazy way across the forest.

  Somewhere out in the wilds, a beast howled and was answered by another from across the valley.

  “It’s not much,” she said, indicating the broken walls, “but they’re not climbers. Not at night.” Not at night when they were on all fours.

  She eyed him carefully, then. She would keep the gun close to hand, just to be sure. Despite what they had shared, who knew just what kind of person he might be, beast or human?

  They ate strips of dried meat he produced from his pack; he didn’t seem to mind that she had nothing to offer in return, other than board and a share of the blankets she’d spread on a bracken bed in a corner of the building’s one intact room.

  After an afternoon of talking, their words had run out. She was fine with this. Her throat hurt from all the talking, and so without a further word between them they lowered themselves onto the rough bed.

  She was in control now. This was her place. Her territory.

  She kneeled between his legs and took him in both hands, feeling him grow hard in her grip and then, when he was full, she started to pull along his length, twisting as she did so and then sliding the palm of a hand across the wet head of his dick when she reached the end.

  Lowering her head, she started to lick at his balls, fascinated by their movement, and how that changed as his sac tightened and then relaxed. Taking one ball into her mouth prompted a sharp gasp, the feel of her teeth another.

  And all the time, never relenting, her hands worked his length, steady and sure, pulling and twisting and sliding.

  Releasing his balls, her long tongue flicked downwards, running lightly across his sac and down to the sensitive skin just beyond. Teasing him there with the tip of her tongue, she started to pump harder with those hands and now his body writhed and twisted from side to side, until he could take it no more and hot wetness jetted from him, across her hands and up over his belly and ribs.

  Still licking, she slowed, her touch becoming firmer, more languorous and then moving up to lap along the length of his shaft as it began to ebb.

  Taking him briefly in her mouth there was a salty wetness, a delicious softening, and then she licked up his belly, following lines of slippery semen through that coarse body hair. Up over his ribs, a flick at the hard stub of a nipple, and then the hardness of his mouth, a brief, dry pressing of lips and then he was away, sleeping the way only a man can sleep.

  §

  She settled back on her haunches, hungry for more from the sleeping man. But no... she couldn’t stay. She knew the signs, knew when the thing she could normally keep under control had become too much and she could contain it no more.

  She rose, stretched and it was as if every joint in her body popped.

  There was a darkness in her vision now, and she knew she must leave. Turn. Flee.

  They weren’t climbers. Not in the night. Not on all fours.

  She found the door, just as her joints shifted and clicked again.

  Pulled at it, starting to panic.

  Looked back. The man, so pale and vulnerable. So tempting!

  The door gave and she tumbled out into the night, heaving it shut behind her, and finally giving in, falling to her knees, to all fours.

  Looking back. The door, the walls, so frustratingly intact. To get inside you would have to be able to manipulate the door, or to climb to where the walls were broken.

  Her body shifted again, and she was on all fours still, but no longer on her knees.

  She shook herself and then paused.

  Her body ached, her mouth was dry and tasted bad. Salty bad. Man bad.

  He was there still. She could taste him on the air. She could read his scent like a forest trail.

  Frustrated, she ran first one way, then back the other, as if confined by a cage.

  She had to go.

  Had to flee, lie low.

  She had to see this out, and hope that, when dawn broke, the world would be right again.

  Afters

  Ruby Fielding is a British author, currently living in the heart of a New England forest. She travels widely, and has lived in England, Scotland, the US, France, India and Australia. Wherever she happens to be living, you’re likely to find her at the nearest wifi hot spot with her laptop and a large mug of coffee.

  She writes mainly paranormal erotica and romance, sometimes in collaboration with her old friend Poll
y J Adams; their joint stories are published separately and collected together into the single volume, Seduced by Moonlight.

  You can find out more about Ruby and her writing on her website, and on her Facebook page.

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