Unable to stop herself, she lie back flat on the leaves and spots of grass beneath her and unbuttoned her zipper, pulled down her fly. She was burning up as if she had sunburn covering every inch of her skin. Her nipples were pulled so tight the bra she had on hurt her nipples feeling more like sandpaper than cotton.

Lifting her shirt, trying hard to breathe in quietly through her nose, she squeezed a tight, heavy breast. The sensations went straight to her pussy, making her wetter. She could feel her underwear dampen in an instant. With a soft cry, her free hand delved under her panties and started rubbing her throbbing clitoris. Her orgasm built steadily, quickly. She was nearly there, was a trembling piece of aroused, sensitized flesh, when she heard a thump.

Eyes popping open, she darted to a sitting position to see Telal staring at her, the rabbit he'd killed sitting on the ground where he'd dropped it.

“It's time,” he said in a husky voice.

She nodded mutely. He didn't hesitate, didn't question it, he just came for her. She stood up on her knees and met his embrace halfway. Her hormones guided her, and within a timeframe that had to be a world record, she had his pants down, him flat on his back, and was sinking down over his hard cock with a moan.

His lips parted while his hands fondled her breasts. She couldn't sit still if she wanted to. She braced herself on his chest, lifted, and lowered herself, plunging his cock deep inside her wet core again and again. The cries left her... No thoughts as to keeping their location quiet could keep her from moaning hysterically as he stuffed her so full, so perfectly.

She rode him hard until both of their bodies were running in perfect synchronicity. His hands grabbed her hips and helped her to work his cock in and out. And when her release exploded inside her, he clamped a hand over her mouth to keep her scream from echoing throughout the forest. His release burst inside her, filling her with his own hot, creamy essence. She ground herself over him even after they'd spent. She still felt the itch, the need to go again, but for now she felt mostly sated.

After a while, they righted their clothes and took a seat in front of the small fire he'd made. In quick work, he skinned the rabbit and cooked it slowly over the fire. His eyes kept returning to hers until a blush stained her cheeks.

“What?” she finally asked, defensive.

He grinned, the look all man, all rogue demon. His blue hair glinted almost black in the fire light. “You're beautiful and a hell of a lay.”

Her mouth fell open and she grabbed a rock from next to her knee and threw it at him. She saw the laughter in his eyes too late. He'd only been kidding but still she turned her head away.

“We'll just see if you get any more of that.”

“I know I will,” he said in a voice that unfurled something erotic in her belly. She pressed her hand over it to steady it.

“I don't know about that,” she said flippantly.

“Just wait till the next need hits you, baby and we'll see. And I'll be waiting right here for you.”

She caught his molten stare; he looked so possessive and aroused as he watched her. Feigning a fake yawn, she settled down in the leaves and mumbled, “We'll see about that.”

Lily awoke to find the sun soaring into the sky. The forest talked with the chirping of animals, the squawks of birds in the early hours of the morning. She saw their campfire fire smoldering in black ash, the flames having long been put out. And then the heavy arm around her waist stole her attention. Telal was wrapped around her.

As if just knowing how near he was triggered something, her sex throbbed, growing wet. She became aware of her breasts, heavy with hard-tipped nipples scraping against the inside of her bra. Her breathing deepened, grew heavy.

“Telal,” she whispered. God, she needed him. Right now. He stirred behind her but didn't wake. Slowly she rubbed her ass against him. Whether he was awake or not he certainly had an erection that made her moan and her body weep. He felt good; hard and stiff poking along her cheeks and in between the cleft.

A low groan left him and the arm around her waist tightened. She felt his body stiffen. “Lily?” His morning voice was the sexiest thing she'd ever heard—low, vibrating, a bit hoarse.

“I need you.”

He made a happy sound, something close to a purr and slid his hand up under her shirt, pushing her bra up to free her breasts from the stupid material. He cupped her gently, stroking her soft skin with lazy passion. She didn't want it like this. Her body was too tight, too needy. Her stomach clenched hard, the pain entirely uncomfortable and painful. A sweat broke out over her brow at his tortuous touch.

“Please!”

In a second, she learned he was fully awake. He growled a warning then his hands were pulling at her jeans, shoving them down her legs. Her panties received the same rough treatment and it turned her on, made her body burn with excitement. He pulled back and she felt naked at the loss of his heat but she heard him unzipping his own pants.

She started to roll onto her back but he came back to her, spooning her. His mouth found her neck, his strong body pushing her chest down into the ground with a twisting motion. She kept her hips arched back towards him, rocking, seeking him out.

His tongue licked a wet path up her neck, then he breathed in her scent and bit down. Hot sweeping sensations swept through her body in a rush. His hand curled around her thigh then lifted her leg over his. And then his cock slid hard and sure inside her.

The wild moan that escaped her silenced the woods. He worked his hips fast and hard, slapping against her cheeks as his cock dragged through her wet tight flesh.

“Kiss me,” he commanded.

She turned her head and met his lips. A hand reached for her pussy and rubbed it. Coating his fingers in her cream then stroking her lips, around where his cock pushed in and out. He took that cream and circled her clitoris then rubbed over it again and again. The combination of his cock inside and the bundle of nerves being tweaked was too much and she screamed into his mouth.

He caught her tongue, sucking on it, absorbing the sound as she shook and shuddered beneath him. Only after her cries faded did he break away and start taking her in earnest. Her head dropped the ground, her eyes fluttering closed to simply feel him pushing his cock in and out of her tight muscles. His breathing turned harsh, his hand gripped her thigh in an almost bruising grip keeping her spread open and then he thrust hard, his hips slapping her cheeks with an erotic sound. And then he jetted hard and long inside her, breathing hard.

Still inside her, he found her lips again, kissing her gently. Her heart squeezed tight in her chest like a hand fisted it. What she felt for him now wasn't drug-induced euphoria but real, raw, and a little scary. She'd never loved someone before. It was a strange feeling. She wanted to stand up, throw her arms out, and scream it to the whole forest to hear. But especially, she wanted to tell him. Tell him how much he'd come to mean to her, how the thought of him in danger, of losing him made tears come to her eyes.

“We have to get going,” he said after a while.

They righted their clothing, splashed some water on their faces from the stream then headed what may have been south, following the stream.

“The water will lead us to people,” he said.

Of course, he was right. When the sun settled high in the sky, she heard the sound of cars and picked up her pace. They'd only been in the woods for a night but it felt as if she hadn't seen civilization in forever. He grabbed her hands as they broke through the woods to a street.

Cars roared past them and an old gas station sat across the street looking worn and run down. A car pulled into it and a man, older with a scraggly beard and stained overalls pumped the gas for the driver.