“I—” was all he managed to say before he found his trousers around his ankles and his cock in her mouth, his body shuddering involuntarily from the unexpected, but very welcome, sensations shooting through him.
She knew what he liked by now, how to suck him just right, but more than that, she was beginning to intuit his every reaction, as if she could sense his wants and what he felt on a more visceral, instinctive level. Whatever it was, it was incredible.
Maria slid her hand into her bottoms to stroke her clit while her mouth worked his shaft, her other hand cupping his balls, pulling slightly, drawing him deeper into her mouth until he pressed the back of her throat. It was overwhelming but amazing the way he filled her so completely. It would have been a little scary with anyone else, but she trusted him completely, and with that trust she found she could push her limits even farther.
She felt his balls tighten, his arousal peaking with every swirl of her tongue. Zepharos reached down and lifted her up, dropping her bottoms in a flash and spinning her around, bending her over against a tree and driving his cock deep into her with a primal growl.
“Mine,” he said, his voice thick with desire, his hands clutching her hips as he pulled hard, slamming her ass back into him, every thrust driving them both into fits of ecstasy.
“Yes, take me,” she gasped, her body reacting again like the night before, every inch of her tingling with the mounting pressure of her impending climax.
This was unusual. Fast. But they’d both gone from kind of sweaty and tired to utterly aroused beyond control in a flash. Whatever was brewing between them, the sexual chemistry was off the charts, and both of them came in a body-shaking explosion of sensation, the heat and jolts of almost painful pleasure rocking them both until they nearly fell over from the intensity.
Gradually, they came to their senses, Zepharos pulling out slowly, his rigid cock glistening in the fading light. Maria dropped to her knees and took him in her mouth one more time, savoring the taste of their sex before standing up to meet his waiting lips.
They felt like a pair of horny teenagers that couldn’t get enough of each other, and it was wonderful.
“This is nuts,” she murmured, breaking their kiss and resting her cheek against his chest to hear his heartbeat. “You make me crazy.”
“And you, me,” he replied. “You’re insatiable, and I love it and don’t want it to ever stop.”
She looked up at him, one brow cocked. “Oh?” she said, her hand sliding to his still-hard shaft. “Prove it.”
CHAPTER TWENTY
To say they woke with a bang would be an understatement, the new couple’s attraction leading to some incredibly satisfying morning sex as their bodies moved together almost on instinct while their senses were still fuzzy from sleep.
It had started slow and cozy, Zepharos’s morning wood pressing against Maria’s ass as she nestled up close against him. Which one of them shifted position was anyone’s guess, but they both welcomed the slow, churning intensity their bodies had settled into of their own accord.
The way they moved, his arms around her, hands on her breasts, holding her tight as she ground and gyrated on his cock, was different from the prior day’s frantic and almost bestial acts. This was so close. So intimate and safe that both felt an emotional build up as well as a physical one, the mental guardrails and barriers of waking hours still down from their disarming sleep time.
When they came it was together, a rhythm they had fallen into as naturally as breathing, their bodies in tune with one another, sharing the moment and experiencing its peaks inunison. It was incredible, and more than that, it was a kind of closeness neither had ever experienced before.
They were on the run, living as fugitives on a long escape from an unknown number of pursuers, but their morning was spent almost like a honeymoon of sorts, eating a casual breakfast, enjoying each other’s proximity as they started their day. Then came the taking down of the hammock and loading up of their gear. Maria slowed their progress slightly, pausing to spend a few minutes scratching the animals’ heads and flanks before they started their day’s trek.
The beasts of burden were starting to really like their new human friend, and the attention she paid to them daily only served to strengthen their affections, much to Zepharos’s delight.
“They are really growing fond of you. Usually, they take some time to warm to a new person. I take that as a good sign of your character.”
She chuckled and walked over to her man, running her hand across his firm chest. “I think it’s a little late to be relying on that to color your opinion of me. You’re stuck with me, Mister, like it or not.”
“Like,” replied, a smoldering look igniting in his gaze that they both knew could easily threaten to derail their departure.
Zepharos shook it off, stepping back, his duty to her safety more important than other matters of a more enjoyable manner.
“I’ll check the snares and take down the tripwire alarms.”
“I’ll come with.”
“You don’t have to.”
“No, but I want to. I like to learn.”
“Very well,” he said, his heart warming at her reply. “Follow me.”
They walked the perimeter, carefully unhooking trigger points and tripwires, most laid out high enough to signal analarm that would notify them if anyone person-sized came near while not being tripped by smaller animals. They did, however, come across one small creature caught in a snare.
It was no bigger than a large cat, or maybe a pudgy raccoon, and like the latter, it had a sort of mask pattern to its fur, though that was of a blue and green variety. Zepharos crouched down, speaking in a low, soothing tone.
