Page 94 of Horn in My Side
She smiled wryly at him over her shoulder.“You should be a poet, Mal.”He trailed behind her the entire time, and though she could tell he wasn’t enjoying himself much, he never complained.“Come here and enjoy the view.”
“I am,” he said with a grin.Still, he came up beside her and looked out.“Okay, you’re right.This is pretty amazing.”
“See, I told you.Didn’t your dad or stepdad ever take you camping when you were young?”
“Whenever we all go back to the orc homelands, it’s basically one big camping trip, but not like this.It’s noisy and lots of relatives everywhere.Hated it when I was kid and my parents would drag me there.”
“Ah, no wonder.My dad and I went all the time.We loved it.”It was the only time she had actually seen her father relax and have fun.In the early days when they’d first arrived in theUS, he’d been so stressed about money and paying off the debt he’d incurred to come here and saving for the future.But when theywere out in the woods, with just a fire and a tent, he could disconnect and not worry so much.
“Speaking of which, have you spoken to your dad?About your abilities?”
“Uh, no, actually.”She picked off an imaginary piece of lint from the front of her yoga pants.“I’ve been busy, and he picked up some extra night shifts these past couple of weeks.”She waited for him to reply, but he remained silent, thankfully.While what she said was true, it was a weak excuse.There was no reason for her not to call her father, except that she was dreading the outcome of that conversation.
They stood side by side, enjoying the view for the next few minutes.Jasmine stretched her arms above her and yawned.“Oh Mother Goddess, my muscles are gonna be so sore tomorrow.Let’s go back.You must be hungry.I’ll make breakfast, it’s the second-best part of camping.”
“Yeah, I’m hungry all right.”His gaze dipped down to her breasts, which had been pushed up by her sports bra.“But for something else.”
“Mal—” He swooped down and kissed her.“I’m sweaty and dirty,” she protested.
“And?”He reached down to grip her ass, pulling her to him.“I need you, Jasmine.”His erection rubbed against her and little shocks of pleasure zoomed all the way to her core.“Now.”Slipping a hand between them, he cupped her pussy through her yoga pants, his clawed finger teasing at the slit.
“Now?”Moisture gathered between her legs at the thought.“Here?”
He leaned down to whisper in her ear.“This is my pussy, and I’ll take her wherever and whenever I want.”
She bucked against him.“It’s yours.Do what you want with it.”
He spun her round, so she faced away from him.A clawedfinger slid between the spandex of her yoga pants and her skin, moving lower.“No panties, huh?”
She nodded.“I pack light.”
“Or you were hoping I’d fuck you during this hike.”The warmth of his breath tickled her neck.“Lovely, lovely pussy of mine.”His large hand covered her entire mound, the pads of his fingers teasing her at her swollen clit.“So wet already.”He dipped in ever so carefully inside her, spreading the wetness around her lips.“Do you want me, Jasmine?Want this?”His massive erection pressed against her back, the ridges rubbing at her skin.When did he even take it out of his pants?
“Oh, yes, Mal.Please.”
“No need to beg,ashak’a.”He licked at her neck.“I’ll give you what you want.”Circling his hand around her waist, he walked her forward a few steps, to the closest tree up ahead.Taking her hands in his, he braced them against the large trunk, the bark rough against her palms.
“Such a beautiful ass,” he murmured as he peeled her yoga pants down her thighs.
“Mal, hurry,” she whined.
“We can take our time.”He lifted one leg to slip the pants off, then the other.“There’s no one else around.You can even scream as loud as you want.”
She wouldn’t dare; her voice would echo down the valley.
“Mal—yes!”A tongue licked at her from behind as claws dug into her skin.He mouthed at her, his tongue fluttering around her folds and teasing at her hole.When he growled against her, she almost came right then, though really, she was halfway there.Only a few more seconds of teasing, licking, and sucking and she was shaking like a leaf as her orgasm ripped through her.
The tip of Mal’s cock prodded against her, spreading the slick, natural lube all around her.Jasmine had never been more glad at how different he was, because in this instance, it workedto her advantage.Still, she had to relax her muscles as he moved inside her.She bit at the back of her palm as those amazing ridges massaged her inner walls, making her shudder and grow even wetter.A hiss escaped her mouth as she pushed back at him.
“Patience,” he cooed.“You’ll have what you want.”The friction of his ridged cock dragging back had her bracing herself in anticipation.When that first thrust came, she let out a loud moan.
He began slowly, rocking into her in small movements.However, when she met his thrust with her own, he sped up.His swift, pounding strokes had her heart racing along.Something tugged at her scalp—Mal had wrapped her braid around his hand and pulled, and she nearly came from the sensation.
Her entire world reduced to this moment, his cock moving in and out of her, his guttural moans, and their skin slapping together.The orgasm came quick and powerful, as it always did from this position.
“Mal!”
He slowed his thrusts, knowing how sensitive she was after coming.She whooped as he pulled out, spun her round, and picked her up.He faced away from the tree, leaned back on it, and then planted her on his cock.
