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“You came. I was concerned you might have had doubts. Or that this might have all been too soon…”
You approach Halsin with a shy smile, “Too soon? No-I’ve been waiting a long time for this.”
“As have I. It’s been worth the wait,” He seems nervous, he furrows his brow “I’m almost frightened to touch you-if I give in, I may not be able to stop until I have devoured you.”
“I trust you,” you assure him.
“Nevertheless, I will be gentle. Or at least, I’ll try.”
He strips down. Your take in his naked form in its full glory. He’s built like a great oak, ancient, strong, and regal. Standing tall, he towers over you. His biceps and chest rippled with muscles. His legs thick as tree trunks. He’s marvelous. You can’t tear your eyes from him as he leans in to kiss you. His lips are soft and sweet.
You pull back, flashing a teasing smile as you walk behind a tree, cheekily inviting him to follow. You strip down as well.
“Just as nature intended. Come here to me.”
Your heart flutters as he looks you over with approval. As he steps to approach, however, he suddenly stops. His eyes glow yellow and wild and he suddenly falls to his hands and knees. You step back, startled. His wild shape form erupts from him and you look down at the bear before you, unsure what to do. The bear looks confused for a moment, then shakes his head. His eyes glow again as Halsin changes back to his elven form. Halsin stumbles, rattled, nearly distraught as he tries to explain himself.
“Forgive me. I-I lost the run of myself. Sometimes, if blood runs hot enough, it’s difficult to tame the beast.”
You smile an assuring smile at him, “I’m flattered I have that effect on you. Now come here.”
You see him relax at your words. He looks down and smiles to himself, then to you, “I need no further encouragement.”
Suddenly, he grabs your waist and pushes you against the tree, pressing his body close to yours. He kisses you, deeply. Gently biting your lower lip and slipping his tongue into your mouth. You greet his tongue with yours, swirling around and tasting each other’s sweetness. He almost tastes of honey. His rough hands caress your sides, your back, your bottom, gently squeezing and pulling you closer.
After an all-too-short moment he pulls back. You sigh as you miss the feel of his lips already. He gazes into your eyes with intense desire as he grabs your hips and pushes them back against the tree. He kneels before you, a wry smile crosses his lips as he leans in, eye contact unbroken, and you feel his hot breath on your nethers. His tongue slides between your labia and he begins twirling around your clit. A sudden wave of pleasure makes you throw your head back, you squirm a little but he holds you firmly in place. When you look back down his eyes are closed and he is fully engulfed in his worship of you. You feel his tongue slowly slide back and plunge into your vagina, sending another shockwave of pleasure up your spine. You can’t help but grind against his face, moaning as he expertly stimulates your sensitive areas. With a last kiss placed right on your clitoris, he pulls back and stands again, licking his lips like he just finished a good meal.
“More?” He asks. You barely are able to whisper a desperate “yes, please” before he again wraps his tree trunk arms around you.
He kisses you as he guides you to the ground. He sits back on his knees, gazing down, admiring you, taking in the beauty of the natural you. You take notice of his thick, hairy, fully erect penis seemingly pulsating with anticipation. He catches your glimpse and smiles with eagerness as he leans in and begins kissing you again. His kisses migrate from your lips to your neck, behind your ears, your chest, to your nipples. You feel his hand slide down your side and down to your crotch. He presses his body to yours and you feel his hard bulge against your leg. He slowly slips two fingers inside you and rests his thumb on your clit, and begins rhythmically rubbing in small circles. His tongue inside your mouth matches that rythm.
“Oakfather help me, you’re so wet!” He says breathlessly.
He removes his hand and spreads his fingers, watching your juices stretch and drip between them. You feel his cock twitch against your thigh. He licks his fingers clean and leans down to kiss again. You start to change positions when he suddenly pushes you back down. With one hand he grabs both your wrists and pins them over your head.
“Not yet,” he says calmly, as he inserts his fingers yet again.
That moment. It was firm, yet still gentle. You squirm a little but Halsin’s arm remains as unmoved as a boulder. Even if you struggled with all your might you might as well be the wind against a mountain. He could do anything he wants to you, and he chooses to pleasure you. You’ve never felt completely and thoroughly dominated before. And the thought exhilarates you.
His fingers plunge deep inside, as deep as he can push. His strokes get faster, more aggressive. You feel your juices dripping down your thighs as you squirm in ecstasy. He grinds his rock hard cock against your leg, a small dribble of precum seeps out. He breathes heavily against your neck, his grip tightens around your wrists. Just when you’re about to reach your peak, he stops. He releases your wrists and leans up on one elbow, his other arm gently tracing your body. He starts to get in position for penetration when you finally catch your breath.
“Wait,” you say.
He freezes and looks up at you, concern spread across his face, “What is it? Is everything alright my love? Was I too forceful?”
“Not at all,” you assure him, “You’ve been so focused on me, let me please you.”
Relief fills his face, and something else. Adoration. He smiles a handsome, sheepish smile at you, “You don’t need to worry about my pleasure,” he says, “I much enjoy giving. Watching you writhe beneath me and knowing it’s by my hand, or tongue, it’s heaven.”
You sit up and caress his face with both hands, kissing him deeply.
“But if you insist,” he continues, “I shouldn’t stop you.”
He lays back and you crawl to get on top of him. Straddling him, you begin kissing as you reach down and massage his cock. He lets out a deep sigh, caressing your body with his hands. You pump up and down, slow and gentle at first, occasionally reaching down to give his balls a slight, gentle squeeze. You feel Halsin slowly relax beneath you, all the tension held in his great muscles loosening as he surrenders himself to your touch. You start pumping faster, firmer. He lets out soft groans of pleasure between kisses. You slip down, kissing each muscle on his thick chest and stomach as you go. You kiss up his shaft before pausing to look up at him. He gives you a lazy smile and caresses your cheek. Keeping your eyes on his, you take him into your mouth.
You take his cock as deep as you can, dancing your tongue along the shaft as you do. You feel Him shift his hips a little in response to you. He grunts as his member reaches your throat. You hold for a moment, close your lips around and suck, tongue dancing. He squirms a little. You release and begin bobbing, licking, sucking. His fingers run through your hair as he gently guides your movements. You love the feeling of him. You love the sensation of him sliding against your throat. You breathe deep, taking in his scent. He smells of cedar and dandelion. You release him and look up, smiling. Just as you’re about to begin again he tightens his grip on your hair, holding you back. You notice an intensity in his eyes before he pushes you onto your back and gets on top of you in a swift, animalistic movement.
“I need to have you” he growls softly into your ear.
He pulls your legs apart and gets into position for penetration. You feel yourself stretch around his thick, hard cock as he enters you. He takes each of your hands in his and pins them down beside your head. He presses his forehead to yours as he rhythmically thrusts into you. You raise your hips to meet his, matching his rhythm. He gently bites at your neck, grunting like an animal. You kiss his cheeks, his neck, his collarbone. Your bodies rising and falling together. Waves of pleasure surging through you with every thrust. His hand migrates down and begins rubbing your clit. His every movement joins with yours in a symphony of euphoria building and building until suddenly your whole body quakes in glorious orgasm. You melt into the ground as it passes and Halsin holds himself still over you.
“Did you climax already, my heart?” He asks. You nod, unable to catch your breath to speak.
“Good,” he says as a wry, almost devilish smile crosses his lips. He looks at you hungrily, “Now the real fun can begin.”
He grabs your hips and drags you closer to him, thrusting in deeper than you thought you could handle. But there is no pain or discomfort, only exhilaration as Halsin thrusts harder and faster inside you. You grab his arms to steady yourself as your rock with every thrust. Your mind spins as the sensations overwhelm you, consume you. You gasp and writhe as your already sensitive post-orgasm body is vacillated. He leans in close to your ear, not breaking rhythm.
“Is it too much? Do you wish to stop?” He whispers.
Through gasping breaths you manage to spit out, “Don’t…stop…”
Halsin softly chuckles to himself as he flips you over. He rocks back, leaning against the tree, and pulls you into his lap. He reinserts himself. With one arm he holds your leg up while his other rubs your clitoris. Your arms are pinned behind your back, against his chiseled chest. Bracing his back against the tree he pushes off the ground to resume the rhythmic thrusting pace he had before. You melt back into him, resting your head back on his shoulder. He maintains this for a few minutes, when he slows.
“How do you feel about being restrained?” He asks suddenly.
“I told you I trust you” You respond.
“Well, what I have in mind is…far less gentle than what we’ve done so far,” he says, sheepishly.
“This was gentle?” you laugh.
“I was holding back,” he chuckles softly, “but, the more I have you, the more I long for. I want-, no, need, to absolutely ravage you.”
You feel his still-inside-you cock pulse as he says it.You slide off his lap and turn to face him. You lean in close, kiss him deeply and whisper, “I can take it.”
It is all the permission he needs. His eyes are wild with desire, and he throws you to the ground before him. He whispers a spell and entangling vines swarm up around you, wrapping around your body, arms, and legs. You are bound with your arms behind your back, legs spread wide. Halsin looms over you, his eyes intensely focused on you, like a predator catching his prey. He crawls on top of you, a low growl emitting from his throat. His demeanor is animalistic, beastly. You quiver in anticipation.
He grabs your hips again, but instead of a gentle caress, this is rough and forceful, but not unwelcome. He thrusts into you, you thought it was deep and fast before, but this is an earthquake. It isn’t long before you feel the shockwave of orgasm take hold of you again. You arch your back and cry out in ecstasy, struggling against the vines that hold you down. You start to come loose when they suddenly tighten, pulling you down again. Halsin does not break stride.
“I’m… not… done with you!” he growls, breathing heavily. A beast indeed. While he remains in his elven form, his mind, his actions, are all grizzly bear. He paws at you, biting your lips and your neck. He thrusts so savagely you have a flicker of worry he might change form accidentally, leaving you tied down with a wild bear. But it's hard to focus, hard to think. All you can do is surrender yourself to the whirlwind of his body heaving against yours, his intoxicating scent, brutish grunting, and pure passion. You’ve never experienced anything like it. You moan as he pounds into you. You go limp and just let yourself be consumed by sensation. He wraps his fingers into your hair and grips, pulling your face to his. He pushes his tongue deep into your throat. His breathing gets heavier and heavier. He begins to grunt with every thrust. It drives you wild.
You feed into each other, kissing, tongues entwined, moaning into each other. The tension builds in a beautiful crescendo when both of you make one final push into each other. You wail as your third orgasm of the night swells through you, making you lurch and pull against the vines and press into Halsin’s chest. At the same moment, Halsin stiffens and lets out what can only be described as a roar as you feel his hot release shoot inside you in three bursts. The vines disintegrate as he limply rolls over onto his back, pulling you in to lie on his chest. His discharge seeps down your thighs as you both lay unmoving, gasping for breath.
“Thank you,” he says finally.
You look up at him, confused, “for what?”
He gently strokes your hair, looking down at you with sleepy, half lidded eyes. He says, “I haven’t experienced pleasure such as that in… well I don’t know if I ever have.”
You blush at that. You can see this man is absolutely enamored by you, it’s a new feeling, to be adored.
“I must ask,” you say, “how you were able to continue so…vigorously?” You raise an eyebrow.
Halsin chuckles, blushing a bit himself, “Experience, meditation, good diet. And uh…a potion of vitality beforehand certainly helps.”
You both laugh at that. You lay on his chest, gently running your finger up and down his body. He rubs your thighs.
“Here,” he says, “Allow me to help you clean up.”
He reaches back into the pockets of his discarded clothes and pulls out a rag and a small bottle of water. You’re honestly a little impressed he thought to bring such things. He cleans you up and you both lay back down. He runs his fingers through your hair and you press your palm against his. Your hand looks so small in comparison. He intertwines his fingers with yours.
“We should probably get back to camp,” You say, after a while.
“Must we?” He sighs, he rolls over to face you. “Let’s sleep here, under the stars, in the embrace of the forest.”
“But the others-”
“Will be fine without us for one night.”
You look at him, staring into his eyes. You want this moment to last forever, so you may as well make it last as long as you can.
“You’ll protect me from the wolves?” You ask teasingly.
“I already asked them to give us some privacy for the evening,” He smiles. You’re not quite sure if that's a joke or not. You run your finger along his chest as your mind begins to wander.
“Something wrong, my Heart?” he asks, concerned.
“Not wrong...per say. You have taken a great many lovers in your life, and you intend to take a great many more, this is not what troubles my mind now. You call me your Heart, but what place do I hold in it? Other lovers are one thing, but knowing you had another beloved would gut me.”
He takes your face into his hands and stares at you solemnly, “It’s true I cannot deny my nature, but though other beds I may visit, it is yours I shall call home. My flesh may give into temptation but you have me, heart, mind and soul.”
It is all the assurance you need. The two of you embrace and gently kiss until you fall asleep.