“More!” she whispered, desperate for more of the pleasure.
Bear Claw groaned. She was just so unbelievable. Full of warmth. So tight. He buried himself deeper in her, groaning quietly, competing with her need for silence. His rock stiffened, and he exploded his seed into her. Her body collapsed underneath him, with her taking soft breaths of contentment. He pulled her to him and placed a kiss on her lips.
“I will always protect you,” Bear Claw swore.
She flashed him a weak smile as her eyes closed to sleep.
Chapter 12
Hannah stirred, her eyes opening slowly. She stared at Bear Claw who laid next to her, naked. Ever since they had started having sex, he never covered up. He had suggested she do the same, but her face had turned red. There was no way she could sleep naked, even if he had told her it was the best way. Her eyes went to his rod, and her face turned red. Even though he was asleep, it was erect.
She stared at it. With deep thoughts. She was curious about it. His rod had caused her a lot of pleasure. Slowly and shaking, her hand reached for it. He stirred in his sleep at the contact. It was thick, her fingers could not wrap around it. And all flesh, she thought with a giggle.
Her fingers ran through the length of it. Softly. Slowly. He groaned as they caressed the tip of it. She was growing moist already. She who prior had not had sex before, had had more sex in the past days than in her entire lifetime.
“Hannah.”
She looked to him. He stared at her with desire in his eyes. She caressed his tip again and he growled. His eyes widened as her head lowered to him.
“Hannah!” The last thing he had expected was to wake up to the curiosity of Hannah concerning his rod. All his thoughts flew into the distance at the warm breath of her mouth. She was curious as her tongue flicked out to taste him. And then another taste while her fingers massaged his balls. It was an excruciating torture as he anticipated her next move.
He growled, his fingers digging into her hair as her mouth covered the tip of his rod. She was so warm. So… she took him deeper in her mouth. His eyes closed as she took another inch of his. The wetness of her mouth was driving him insane.
His eyes flung open as he looked at the sight before him. Her porcelain skin had gotten tanned, but she was lighter than he was. Her gorgeous mouth took every inch of him slowly into her.
He could feel her throat. She moaned as she took all of him in, sucking on him like she needed him to survive the day. He held her firmly, but gentle enough not to hurt her. Then he began to move, shoving himself in and out of her mouth. Her eyes flew open and they held gaze as she sucked on him. She was indeed a beautiful sight.
He groaned, pushing into that mouth of hers. She was so desirable. All night they had fucked, and yet he still wanted her.
Her eyes widened as he stiffened in her. And then he filled her with his hot seed. He gasped as she did not let him go. She took all of his seed in her, every last drop of him.
He looked at her with pride. She was definitely the one for him. The spirits had chosen right.
After breakfast, their training resumed. Bear Claw had taken it upon himself to teach Hannah how to fight. He hoped the day would never come when she needed it, but it was better she had the training.
His arm around her, he showed her how to pull at the arrow. In front of them was a tree which was their shooting range. She pulled the arrow with his help and it hit the tree, a few inches from their mark.
“You are getting better,” he said.
She rolled her eyes. “You are a bad liar.” She was really excited about this training. It gave her something to do, and to spend time around him. Most of all, it provided her with the protective skills she needed when she finally escaped. She would not be out in the desert unprotected. If Bear Claw thought she had given up on her plans of escaping, he was very wrong. He made her feel good. And special. But she did not belong here, even though the people had finally warmed up to her. However, one day, they would turn on her, and she would be a stranger. She was the white devil, and the people hated her kind. Chua's attempt to assault her was a reminder of their hate.
He watched her as she pulled at the arrow on her own. She might not make the perfect warrior, but with a few more training and she would be able to stop anyone that intended to hurt her.
After, he showed her how to use a dagger. He gave her the dagger he had first used as a boy. It had grown blunt with years.
“Strike at important points,” Bear Claw said.
“Where?” she inquired as she put up a fighting stance.
“Here.” He pointed at his neck. “Here.” He pointed at his ribs. “Here.” He pointed at his ear. She giggled when he pointed at his groin, and he chuckled. “It weakens a man more than you can tell.” He pointed at his ankle. “And here. Weaken a man, and you can escape,” he said with seriousness. She was not strong enough to take on a big man his size, but if she grievously weakened one of them, she would be able to get away. That was if the man was alone, and not with companions. But he hoped there would never be an opportunity for her to defend herself.
She attacked him, wielding the dagger. With a move, he had her on the ground, breathing deeply underneath him. Her breasts pushed up, and he stared at them with desire.
“Auch!” he groaned as she hit him gently in the groin. “Why did you do that?” he glared.
She smiled at him. “I only did what you taught me.”
He chuckled, pulling her to him, planting a kiss on her lips. There was a clearing of throat and they pulled apart, Hannah looking embarrassed. She had told him that where she came from, people did not display affections in public. But here, they hid nothing about their sexuality, for sex was seen as a free gift of pleasure to be partaken in.
