Chapter 42 Camp Out (8)
Tasha took Ziegler's outstretched hand. She was grateful to him for standing up for her. He did treat her more than a fake boyfriend would treat her.
While they stood before the waterfall marvelling at it, Tasha turned to him. "You haven't told me how you knew this route, Ziegler," Tasha purred.
Ziegler's side smirked. "I never did, Tash. Remember, the roads leading to the hill are marked. But the hill itself is unmarked. Tess and Aurora are the only ones that have been here before. I think they might be the winner," Ziegler smiled at me.
"But that's cheating. They chose each other!" I laughed.
"I can't attest to that though. Will you join me for a swim? I would have taken a bath at the river but it was too shallow," he didn't hesitate in pulling off his shirt.
He had the perfect body like an alpha would, tanned skin, broad chest and shoulders. Her breath began to hitch as she watched him. He smirked catching the awed expression on her face.
Another pack came down the road stopping to watch Ziegler under the moonlight.
"Are you nuts? Aren't you supposed to be on a quest?" It was Gerald. His partners were his gay partner, Ryan, and the other colleague, May.
Ziegler laughed at that. "You can be about your way then, 'cause I'm having a me-time with my Luna," Ziegler replied.
Gerald chuckled softly then turned his gaze towards Tasha. "She must be that special," and to his pack, he said, "Right guys, let's hop to it."
When they were gone, Tasha couldn't take her eyes off Ziegler's body. Ziegler had pulled off his trousers and briefs and placed them on a rock just beside the waterfall.
Ziegler shut his eyes as the waters fell on him, hands raised to his head, he began to scrub. Once, his eyes had fluttered open, Tasha was naked as the moon goddess. His eyes bulged as he watched her walking to him.
His eyes fell on her two perfect roes, they were hard and firm. He began to fantasize how they would fit into his hands. Her nipples were rolled into pebbles. The way she walked over to him seductively had his rod awakening into glory.
The way her tiny waist spanned out to her hips dipping towards her fleshy thighs. And that perfect v-junction, he just needed to touch her right here. Find the spot that excited her and melt her body into his.
"So, I am your Luna?" Tasha's voice drawled, watching as his stick bobbed as she touched him.
Ziegler caught his breath at the excitement of her hand on his skin drew him in. "I don't want anyone looking at you the way I look at you," his voice was low as her hands circled his waist.
This must be a scene from a movie, he couldn't believe it. Tasha was seeking him! And he wasn't playing the mind games on her.
"I believe no one is coming," she said to his face.
"There's still a pack out there," he muttered. "There's a cave behind us. If we go through the waterfall. I believe no one can see us there." He said to her.
"Can I touch it? I have never touched one," she whispered back.
Ziegler gasped as her hand flickered across his golden rod. Then with a slow tilt of her head, "You can even taste it if you so please," and with a slow smile on his face, he kissed her lips.
They were soft as cushion, welcoming, and pleasant to taste. With one slow thrust of his tongue, he shoved her mouth open, seeking her tongue for a tango dance.
She trembled slightly, moaning to that effect. "The way you kiss me," she moaned.
"Your mouth is mine to conquer, Tash," he groaned, his hardened staff pressing into her stomach.
Unsatisfied, he pulled her up while wrapping her legs around his body. She gasped in pure delight tangling her hands around her neck. The need was arising within her, making her shiver from the lack of him. She wanted him. Maybe this time, she would be able to feel and know what it felt like to make love with the opposite gender.
They both started towards the cave, walking through the waterfall. As they stepped in, they heard voices in the background passing by the waterfall.
They both paused for a while until the noise faded. "I'm glad you were able to find us a settlement," she resumed the salvage of his mouth.
"I'm more pleased they didn't find our clothes, they would think we've been slaughtered by the outcast wolf," Ziegler joked.
Tasha covered her mouth, laughing at that. "You've always been a good joker, aren't you?"
"You bet," he laid her on the rocky floor, parting her legs as he kissed her.
She started to breathe hard when his hands stroked the entrance of her. He sensed it and brought her face to him.
"Calm down, Tash. Why are you breathing this hard?" He asked her.
"I'm not a virgin but I've never been fucked. So, I'm kinda scared."
"Really?" Ziegler smirked, "Then let me put your mind at ease," he held her legs high, then went down on his knees before her.
The taste of her was intoxicating enough, sending waves of pleasure through his body. One hum from her had him sucking on her swollen clitoris. Her juices leaked out from her pulsating vagina, making him lap in pure ecstasy.
"You taste so good," he told her to which she replied in another moan.
He continued to lap at her juices, tugging her clitoris at intervals. She was shaking now, her hands stretched out and nestled in his rich hair.
Despite her whims and shivers, he intensified the strokes of his tongue on her labia, curling right back to her clitoris. And when he was sure she was ready for him, he pulled up and pushed himself inside her.
"Tash, you're so tight," he groaned as he kissed her, taking the strokes at a steady pace.
She was moaning loudly, holding him close to herself. Ziegler was forced to clam a hand over her mouth. Her moans would rather expose them and he didn't want that for both of them. Her walls continued to clench his staff, pressing him to a release. She was cumming already, jerking beneath him. It wouldn't be long before he came.
Somehow, he should extend this moment. He wanted to make love to her till the night was over. Slowly, his pace quickened driving into her as the need arose. Finally, with a satisfactory groan, he withdrew his rod. Wielding his staff as he stroked vehemently till he spilled on her stomach.
She watched him, marveling as his milk purred from his rod. "Wow, that's a lot. I thought you were gonna put it in me," she said.
"No. I don't want that for you, Tash. But I do want to make love to you again," he said as his mouth found her.