AllFreeNovel
Share Us
That…was odd. And hot. And I might get a little squirmy every time I see a particularly thick knot on a tree.
But that experience reminded me that he's winning our little game, so I've got to up the ante. And I've come up with the perfect solution. So today, while Kassam is running with the herds at the far edge of the forest and answering prayers from below, I'm preparing. The thick hedge parts when I touch it, closing behind me once more and then I step into the thicket.
The dryad that's been helping me finishes setting a few items down on a makeshift table made out of a fallen tree. She gives me a shy smile and melts into the trees before I have a chance to say anything. "Thank you," I call after her. They're not normally that shy—maybe we scarred them a bit with our tree-sex last time, too.
I check over the items on the table, touching each one. There's a pitcher of sweet berry wine, a bowl of fruits and nuts, and several small bowls of various oils. Just looking at them makes me blush, even as my body tingles with excitement. At the far end of the table, in a pile of vine belts, is the shiny, shaped wood phallus attached to a belt that I requested. It's smooth under my hand, not quite as long as my forearm, and more slender than Kassam's thick cock. It'll be perfect for our date and I know Kassam is going to love it. The man is absolutely up for anything and everything between us.
I pick up a woven mossy blanket and spread it out at the perfect spot, then wander over to a glossy pool and check my reflection. My thick, straight hair is entwined with a few vines and flowers like it always is, and my short dress is a mixture of more vines, big, blooming flowers, and moss. Like Kassam said, the realm provides for everything, and because I'm his wife, the plants obey me to a certain extent. I finger one of the flowers on my dress, making the petals unfurl, and then I go back to the table and rub one of the berries on my lips, reddening them. And because I know my wicked Kassam will appreciate the touch, I redden my nipples, too.
When I'm ready, I lie down on the blanket and wait. The forest is cool and lovely, the scents as magical as my surroundings. I gaze up at the swaying branches overhead, and this seems like the perfect spot to take a nap. Instead, I decide to call my lover to my side. Hiking up my dress, I slide a hand between my thighs and touch myself. I'm not surprised to find that I'm already slick with arousal. I've been thinking about our date all day. So I brush my fingertip in circles around my clit, moving my hips in time with my finger.
I'm pretty sure Kassam has a sixth sense that tells him when I'm touching myself. He always seems to show up the moment I do, and today is no different. I hear the galloping thump of hooves on the forest floor before a magnificent stag charges in through the hedge, then immediately shifts forms into my husband. His hair is wild and tangled in his horns, and he gives me a look of pure molten silver as he storms to my side. "Did you start without me?"
"Just warming up," I purr, teasing my clit again. "Wanna watch?"
He growls with pleasure, dropping to his knees in front of me, and pushes my thighs apart, gazing between them. "If you are giving me a show, I absolutely want to watch…unless I can do it for you?" He gives me a hopeful look.
I know how that goes—he'll do it for me, and then we'll get so distracted from him eating me out that we'll just charge right into things and then I won't get to play. It's happened several times. Neither one of us has any ability to resist the other. So when he leans in, I put my foot against his bare chest and eye his gorgeous body. His cock is growing harder by the moment, and as I watch, he reaches down and strokes himself, working his shaft. "Hey now," I protest. "That's mine."
Kassam gives me a sly smile. "If you can touch yourself, I can do the same."
I immediately draw my hand back and sit up, mock-frowning at him. "We're here because it's my turn. Now are you going to play with me or not?"
He arches a brow at me, amused. "You are bossy today, little light. I like it."
He has no idea. "I'm just getting started," I say, getting to my knees. I slide my arms around his neck and press my breasts against his chest, my dress of flowers and moss prickling between us. "Did you want to play or shall I save it for some other time?"
