Chapter 2 - Chapter Two

The man closed the space once again, this time his hand clasped around my neck. His kind aura had been replaced by a man overwhelmed with desire. I am surprised at how quickly the man moved. I felt the hardness of a tree at my back, and the soft heat of his body pressed into me. 

I'm sandwiched between this stranger and a tree. His hand hot on my throat, firm enough to assert his dominance and not injure me. 

"I will give you the gift of a child. The child will be a gift from the Gods." His voice a low grunting whisper. My heart fluttered with anxiety, but the hand at my throat reminds me of who's in charge. 

He plucked the axe from my holster and throws it to the floor. The dry thunk it made sent Bees and flies to scatter in fear. 

He tugged at my trousers, removing them with ease before he tugged at his own. I could only watch, not strong enough or quick enough to put up a fight, even if I was, would I? Would I want to flee from this ruggedly handsome man that's threatening me with a good time? Absolutely not… 

His trousers were off, bundled with mine amongst the flowers. I let my eyes soak up the glory of his manhood. He was large, but as it's the first penis I've seen, how would I know? I reached up, touching the smooth heat of the delicate skin. It twitched, much to my amusement. 

His hand connected with my throat again, firmer this time. I'm forced to look up at the sky, brimmed with the edges of branches and leaves. His thumb at my jaw, brushing softly along the line there as his free hand moved between my legs. 

His large fingers eased over my womanhood, brushing against a very sensitive area over and over. Had I known this area was so sensitive I'd have never left my longhouse. I could feel his touch become quicker, flicking over the swelling nub of pleasure till I felt wet and heavy. His fingers pushed inside, testing the wet and groaning at the tightness of my body. 

The hand around my throat let up, replaced with the fingers that had just been inside me. He pushed his damp sticky fingers into my mouth, making me taste my own sweet juices. Bees made honey which was sweet like this, maybe this was my own honey, made with arousal. 

I could feel him moving, he lifted me up and planted me against the tree, a hand between us trying to align himself with me. He found my entry and pushed upward into me. I could feel his size expanding me as he pushed. I felt so full. So entirely stretched around him. I could tell he liked the feeling too, his body stiffened and he let out a defeated whimper. 

He began to move . Pulling out then pushing back inside as deep as my body would allow. It was a delightful feeling. My spongy insides could feel every ridge, every pulsing vein and every detail on his dick as it moved inside me. He pushed deeper every time, groaning and huffing as he worked inside me. 

His lips met my neck. Hard kisses mixed with his muffled moans. Teeth grazed my skin and his hands gripped me harder against him. 

He was moving so hard now that I feared the tree would break with his strength. 

One hand went back to my throat and gripped it tightly as his lips locked with mine. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. I had completely submitted to this man. 

His thrusting became jerky and stiff. His hot breath pushes past my lips and I yelp as I can feel something uncomfortable happen. It felt like my insides were expanding and I quickly realised he had reached the end of his line. I felt his cock pulse delightfully, every single pulse brought me an even fuller feeling. 

He sighed and remained there for some time. His hand loosened at my neck and his body softened. He had returned to his normal self and flashed me another of his charming smiles. 

He softened inside me slowly and pulled out. I could feel the goo ooze from my womanhood and run between my thighs. I still felt hot and needy, like I needed that big release too… 

"What about me?" I asked, feeling cold now he had parted away from me. 

"What about you? I gave you the gift I promised. The rest isn't my job." He pulled up his trousers and smiled once again as he looked at his handy work dripping down my thighs. 

I grit my teeth, I felt frustrated and angry. 

"Oh goodness, Eydis. Don't be angry. OK? I'll give you what you need, but make it quick, OK?" 

I wanted to refuse but he pushed me to the floor, luckily avoiding the bees. He parted my thighs and scooped up his goo with his fingers and ate it before he went down there with his mouth. 

I gasp, but his hand… Oh his hand… it went back to my throat, cutting off my air. 

His tongue circled that sensitive nub and sucked roughly. His tongue worked me with delightful pleasure. 

His hand tightened slightly, urging me even closer. 

His tongue flicked against me quickly. I felt my hips swell and my womanhood clench. I knew this was it. I knew this was the end I needed. 

I tipped my head back and strained a moan, his fingers pushed into my mouth and I felt those delightful waves roll over me. He sucked my nub of nerves as I released the pressure within me. It felt glorious, like the weight of the world had finally been lifted. I no longer felt anxious about tomorrow's journey. I no longer worried, nor fretted. My body relaxed and I drifted off the sleep. 

I woke after what felt like the best sleep I've ever had, and I was no longer in the forest with the stranger, but inside my own bed. Had I dreamt the whole thing? 

My hand pushed urgently between my thighs, and I smiled as I felt his stickiness still oozing from me. 

I was to carry a gift from Gods… And I'd never forget that stranger I met in the woods that day. 

