Wild Thunder

Hannah held her legs apart as Strong Wolf moved the bar of soap in a slow circle on her throbbing center. She closed her eyes and held her head back with a sigh as he slipped one finger inside her, and then two as he dropped the soap.

She clung to him as he continued the thrusts with his fingers, then she felt something else. Something more wonderful. Something warm and thick was sliding inside her, magnificently filling her.

She opened her eyes and smiled at Strong Wolf, then twined her fingers through his hair and drew his lips to hers. Their tongues met as their lips parted in a frenzied kiss.

The moon played on their naked bodies as Strong Wolf carried Hannah to dry land and spread her beneath him on the soft sand. He slid himself inside her again as she opened her soft, full thighs to him.

Strong Wolf’s hands moved frantically over her, not able to get enough of her. His tongue left a wet path as he moved his mouth from her lips and went to her breasts. He gently squeezed a breast between his hands, leaving the nipple taut and free for the tip of his tongue.

Swirling and moist, he lapped at the nipple with his tongue, then nipped it with his teeth, causing Hannah to moan with rapture.

Strong Wolf swept his hands along her body, then reached around where her buttocks were soft and sweet as she pressed her body into his as he continued to send quick thrusts into her.

He could hardly hold his feelings at bay. Each touch, each thrust brought him closer to that point of ecstasy that he sought.

But wanting to delay it, not wanting to give her up to the night just yet, where they would return from their paradise on wings, Strong Wolf moved slightly away from Hannah and slipped his throbbing manhood from inside her.

“Why did you stop?” Hannah asked, looking at him in a drugged fashion. “Please go on, Strong Wolf. Take me where there is nothing but you and I.”

“There is more,” Strong Wolf said huskily. He knelt on his knees beside her.

Bending over her, his tongue found her breasts again. He licked first one and then the other, smiling to himself when he heard her soft moan of pleasure.

He made a wet path downward, then changed his positions, so that he was kneeling between her legs as he spread them wide on both sides of him.

“There are many ways to make love,” he said as he looked heavy-lashed up at her.

When she reached her hands to his cheeks and smiled, he gazed at her a moment longer, then knelt down, low over her, and ran his fingers through the cloud of shadowed hair between her legs, parting it, so that the whole of her womanhood was revealed to his feasting eyes.

The moon lay its silver light where he gazed so intensely. He flicked a finger over her swollen point of desire, then bent and swept his tongue over it, drawing a guttural, pleasurable sigh from deep within her.

Strong Wolf loved Hannah long and leisurely in this way, his lips soft and gentle as he brought her closer and closer to the brink of total pleasure.

Then he leaned away from her and gazed at her, his own need pulsing and painful as he took one last look at her before taking from her the ultimate of ecstasy.

Her golden hair was disarrayed around her smooth and creamy shoulders.

Her hips curved up voluptuously.

Her breasts were heaving in her excitement of the moment, their nipples a dark pink, taut and erect.

Strong Wolf ran his hands over Hannah. Her skin was warm, smooth, and a little moist. He kneaded her breasts. She whimpered tiny cries when his lips sank over one of the nipples as he rose over her.

Her hand reached out and enfolded his manhood within her fingers. He gasped with pleasure and closed his eyes when she ran her fingers slowly up and down his velvety, tight heat.

His buttocks tightened and the muscles of his legs corded when she led him to the valley of her desire, then dropped her hand away from him.

In one maddening thrust he was inside her again. Over and over again he plunged into her. He kissed her as their bodies strained together hungrily.

The sensations searing, Hannah’s body hardened and tightened as she absorbed the bold thrusts within her. Then she felt the bliss spreading, euphoric in its sweetness. She clung to him and moaned against his lips, throwing her head back in ecstasy as he moved his mouth to a breast and swept the nipple between his teeth, groaning out his own fulfilled pleasure against it.

Afterward they rolled away from each other and lay on the sand, their eyes watching the play of the stars in the heavens, twinkling as though they might be tiny lanterns.

“I didn’t think I would ever get to be with you again in this way,” Hannah said, turning on her side to face Strong Wolf. “These past few days made me aware of how quickly one’s life can change. Let us take advantage of every moment, Strong Wolf, for who knows what tomorrow might bring.”

“Yes, sometimes life can be cruel, even to those who deserve the best of everything,” he said. He sighed deeply when she reached a hand over and caressed his belly, just above his dark vee of hair, where lay his spent manhood.

She crept her fingers upward and ran them over the smoothness of his hairless chest. She leaned up over him and flicked her tongue over one of his nipples.