Wilder (An Erotic Fairy Tale) (3 page)

His eyes blazed as she opened her mouth and sucked his cock like a delicious lollipop.  He tasted good with a combination of her feminine flavor and his own masculine texture.  Natalya felt a few waves of desire crest and reawaken her core as she observed the contorted expressions on his face.

“Do you like it?” She asked between mouthfuls of his cock.

“Yes,” he managed through gritted teeth, keeping his hands at his sides and letting her set the pace.

“I like it too,” she confessed as he groaned and held himself in check.

Natalya experimentally held his balls while sucking on his shaft.  Powerfully, she suction cupped her mouth around him as he stared up at the ceiling.  “I’m so turned on.  If I look at you, I might cum again.”

“Look at me,” she urged, dangling her breasts over his cock.

He watched avidly as she stuffed his cock in between her breasts and rocked it back and forth a few times.  Spontaneously, she placed her fingers over his mouth as he eagerly licked them.  Then, she slid the wetness over his cock and
buried it inside the valley of her cleavage.  He started to thrust in between her breasts while staring at the erect nipples that he couldn’t reach with his mouth.  She rubbed her breasts all around his cock as he moved between them like he was inside her again.

“Damn, you’re beautiful,” Rex muttered as her hair fell over his torso and tickled him.

“And you’re hard,” she replied honestly as he wedged his thick cock tighter inside her cleavage.

The friction became too fiery for Rex to restrain himself even though the thought of cutting the pleasure short was devastating.  He needed the release so badly that he sat up on his forearms and shot a torrent of seed between her breasts.  Mischievously, Natalya smeared the seed across her
areolae as Rex groaned and spewed forth even more.  His head hit the floor as he fell back in exhaustion, and Natalya pulled away.

Fighting his fatigue, Rex sprang to his feet and returned a moment later with a bucket of the fresh spring water.  Solicitously, he poured the water over Natalya’s breasts and bathed her.  She shivered with the shock of the
cool liquid.  Rex took a sponge from the bucket and washed her body, paying special attention to ease the soreness between her legs.  To his surprise, she grabbed onto his hand and swirled the wet sponge around.

“You want more?” He asked, amazed.

“I thought I couldn’t take anymore, but…” she trailed off shyly.

“Tell me,” he urged, rubbing the sponge around her clit.

“But what we just did turned me on again,” she admitted, lowering her eyelashes.

“Don’t be shy in front of me,” he commanded, parting her legs so he could get a close up view.

She permitted him to use the sponge in scandalous ways, pushing it an inch inside her and then withdrawing to circle it around her tingling nub.  The wetness and roughness of the sponge tantalized her, and the underlying pressure of his strong hand catapulted her towards a quick, merciful release.

Natalya moved her hand over Rex’s and shove
d the sponge against herself a few more times as the climax made her feel dizzy.  Rex continued to wash her afterwards, scrubbing every inch of her skin gently before wrapping them both in a blanket.

He rolled with her in his arms towards the fireplace and breathed softly into her ear.  Natalya rested against his chest contentedly as she watched the flames dance in the moonlit cabin.  There was a bed on the other side of the cabin, but neither had the energy to move at the moment.

“Why is a beautiful woman like you single?” He asked out of the blue.  “You are single, aren’t you?  If you tell me you belong to another man, I might lose my mind right here.”

Taken aback by the shift in his mood, Natalya again reminded herself that she lay in the arms of a stranger.  Choosing her words carefully, she replied, “I was engaged recently, but that ended.”

“What happened?” He demanded curtly.

“Well, I was engaged to the wealthiest man in the village, but he had no passion in him,” she revealed candidly
, recalling the few bland times they had been physical.  She had been a virgin until her fiancé and assumed all men were equally dull in bed.  Natalya never knew that a man like Rex existed.

Rex chuckled under his breath.  “No passion? For a ravishing woman like you.  I don’t believe it.”

“It’s true,” she shrugged.  “All he cared about were his business transactions.  He never even noticed when I wore a new dress for him.”

Placing a possessive hand over one of her breasts, Rex said, “He never noticed these and how
succulent they are?” Trailing his hand down to her sleeping womanhood he pressed, “He never noticed this treasure and how much fire burns in here?” Kissing her swollen lips, he whispered, “He never noticed how delectable you taste?  Like honey and berries and ripe passion fruit?”

“He never noticed,” Natalya whispered shakily, unnerved by the intensity of Rex’s words. 
Eager to learn about him, she inquired, “What about you?  Why on earth would a man like you be alone for six years?”

Rex furrowed his brow as though he were mulling over what to reveal. 
Grimly, he told her the truth.  “My wife died six years ago while giving birth to our first baby.  The baby died as well.”

Immediately, Natalya thought she understood why Rex would have isolated himself for so many years, but he wasn’t finished with his story.  Gazing at the fireplace with a faraway expression in his eyes, he unveiled, “I was so distraught over the loss.  She and I had lived in a house in the village, but I couldn’t stay there without her.  So I came to the woods and built this cabin.”

“You built this cabin all by yourself?” She asked, amazed.

He brushed off
her reaction and said, “I’m a woodworker by trade.  Building a cabin is easy for someone in my profession.”

“And you’ve been here all alone since
losing your wife?”

“Yes.  That’s when the rumors started,” he said gloomily.

“What rumors?” She asked with a sinking heart, anticipating what he was about to say.

“Rumors that I’m a beast.  I never smiled anymore, never talked to anyone.  So people started saying that I had a beast of a personality.  That description somehow cannonballed into the whole village claiming I’m as ugly as a beast.  Physically.
  All these years, people have talked about me like I’m some kind of hunchback ogre.  You’re not the first one to come into the forest looking for the beast.”

Natalya
felt plagued with guilt.  How could she have believed such tawdry rumors?  She shook her head sadly and caressed Rex’s stubbled cheek.  “How horrible.  I mean, your loss was awful enough.  But how could the villagers be so cruel as to invent gossip about you?”

“It’s human nature,” he answered vaguely.  “So when you came looking for the beast today, I guess you did find him after all.”

“No, I didn’t!” She protested vehemently.  “Oh, I feel so silly for believing the rumors.  Although, I have to say, if it weren’t for the rumors, I don’t think we ever would have met.”

He contemplated this for a moment before nodding.  “This is true.  And I’m so grateful you found me, Natalya.  My sanity was hanging by a string before tonight.”

Tucked in his arms, she felt somehow safe. Mellow.  Protected. “So you want me to stay the night?”

“Of course!  I’m not letting you go,” he declared, folding her firmly in his embrace and resting his
head inside the nook of her neck.

As the fire danced on, the strangers/lovers slowly drifted to sleep.  In the morning, Natalya awoke with a chill running
up her spine.  The fireplace was cold, and Rex was not at her side.  Sitting up in alarm, she swaddled the blanket more tightly around her and wondered where he had gone.  Clutching the quilt to her bosom, she stood up and scanned the cabin for any sight of Rex.  The cabin was gravely silent except for the sound of her own breathing.

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Natalya rushed over to the window and searched fruitlessly for Rex. 
All she saw in the forest were a few scavenging birds and an overwhelming maze of trees.

Swallowing anxiously, she called out, “Rex?”

Her voice echoed unnervingly in the empty cabin as she dared to open the front door.  Was he playing some kind of game with her?  Why would he abandon her in his own home after the addictive passion they had shared?  With every moment of his absence, Natalya felt a heat gather between her legs as she longed to feel him inside of her again.  The soreness last night was just temporary, and now she felt in full bloom.

“Rex?” She shouted again, stepping outside the door and looking frantically around her.

From afar, the sound of an axe grinding down on a slab of wood filled the cool morning air.  She listened expectantly and began walking in the direction of the chopping.  A quarter of a mile away, she found Rex pulverizing a tree with his axe.  He was shirtless and magnificent, just the way she had discovered him yesterday.

“Rex,” she said imploringly.  “Why did you leave me alone in the cabin?”

The woodcutter turned and slammed the axe on the forest floor.  “Why did you follow me out here, Natalya?”

“Because I want you…” she said softly as his face twitched with restrained desire.  “And I thought you wanted me too.”

“Of course I do.  I just didn’t want to be too demanding of your body.  You seemed so drained last night,” he said with a mixture of compassion and raw need.

She smiled sweetly and assured him, “I’m
just not used to that kind of passion.  But I’m like new this morning.  And I want you right now.  Take me right here in the forest.”

In a single motion, he whipped the blanket from her body, leaving her naked under his perusal.  His eyes never leaving her body, he lay the blanket on
a bed of leaves and pine needles.

Belligerently, she grabbed the blanket and knotted it into a ball.  Throwing the ball under a tree, she said, “I want to feel nothing but your body and the earth.  I don’t need a blanket.  I need you inside of me.  If it’s rough, all the better.”

Triumphantly, he grabbed her and explored her body with impatient hands, relearning the luscious curves he had just discovered last sunset.  Her breasts stood up proudly in the dawn light, and he molded them in his hands, pinching the rosebuds on top and kissing her lips as he did so.

Laughing, she snatched her lips away and walked in the other direction, tossing a seductive wink over her shoulder.  He watched in excitement as she stopped at a towering evergreen tree and placed her palms against the trunk.  Standing with her ankles apart and sticking her buttocks in the air, she silently invited him to take her in this position.

Breathlessly, he came up behind her and grazed her delicate neck with his teeth as he entered her from behind.  Her canyon was instantly full with his exceptional size.  He felt even harder this morning than he had last night, if that was possible.  She pushed her buttocks against his balls as he placed one hand on the small of her back and pushed wildly into her.

“Take me harder,” she pleaded, gyrating her hips furiously.

“You said yesterday it was too much for you,” he said hesitantly, even as he rode her as hard as she requested.

“Mmm, but that kind of passion was new to me.  Now, I want you to go crazy!”

“I am going crazy,” he muttered, slapping her buttocks as he pierced her.  “So you’ve never had passion like this?”

“Never,” she whimpered.  “Don’t stop.”

“I’ll never stop,” he replied while spearing her repeatedly and reaching a hand around to crush her breasts.

Natalya raised her hands higher on the tree bark, giving him complete access to the vulnerable front side of her body.  As he rode her, Rex twirled a finger around her clit to heighten her pleasure.  He smirked in victory as her whimpers became louder and more breathless.

“I want to feel you cream against my hand again,” he whispered in her ear before taking a nip at the lobe.

“Then just keep touching me like that,” she whispered back, moving in synch with his expert finger.

She stiffened against his finger as an orgasm erupted through her body, sending shock waves not just through her core but her entire system.  He pounded his cock inside her as she was carried over the edge to another climax.

“Twice?” He asked in a gravelly voice.

“Mmmhmm,” she murmured, still rearing against him and enjoying the feeling of his masterful rod working her raw.

Staying inside her, he walked them over to the bare bed of leaves and pine needles.  He pulled out of her for an agonizing instant as she lay on the ground and he faced her from the side.  Reentering her in a satisfying thrust, he caressed her face as he moved in her body.  Natalya gazed into his emerald eyes that were becoming the shade of the forest.  He reciprocated the gaze while moving his hand to fondle her soft breasts.  She fondled them with him, smiling mischievously as she stroked a hard peak.  She offered it up to him as he stuck his tongue out and she teasingly pulled away.  She did this a second time as he growled in frustration and punished her with a few brutal thrusts.